DISCLAIMER: I only wish I owned this! Anything you may recognize belongs to JK Rowling, and I ain't makin' a dime off of this. Wish I was though, then maybe I could move out of this spacious cardboard box, lol!

A/N: Since this story originally came from a book I wanted to do and that fell through I decided to change things around a bit. I'm going to be including something from one of my old stories in here, but it won't be used nearly as much. You'll see what it is soon enough, as it'll give away too much if tell now. I need to give credit to Raven Dragonclaw whom I may have subconsciously gotten some of my Elemental ideas from. I don't mean to rip anything off. Also, I need to give credit to Jeconais for indirectly inspiring me to create my version of his system. Anywho, on with the story…

Chapter 7: Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award

"Now, Dielare, we're going to teach you how to fly as it is the preferred method of travel in Atlantis currently," Eliz explained as she laid a broom down on his right side before stepping up to her own.

"What do I do," he asked, At least I know there is some truth to the old witch stories I was told as a kid, he thought with a chuckle.

"Hold your hand over the broom and say 'up'," she instructed before demonstrating. He followed her instructions to have the broom shoot to his hand quickly. "Well, you seem to have that down, now straddle the broom and kick off. Hover for a minute and then point the tip of the broom down to come back down." Once again she demonstrated for him so he would get the idea. When she looked back over at him she noticed a smirk on his face that she didn't quite like.

"Why should I just hover," was all he said before he shot off like a cannon into the air spiraling before whipping around and going into a dive. Seliv screamed while Eliz gathered her magic to stop him should he get to close to the ground. Just before she was about to release the spell to catch him he pulled up and stopped with an enormous grin on his face. "That was great!"

"IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN DIELARE SAMIZ I WILL KILL YOU MYSELF," Seliv shouted. He had the grace to look sheepish

"Well, I think that we can cut the flying lessons short as you don't appear to need them. Are you sure you've never done this before," Eliz asked with a smirk.

"Never, I don't think I ever will give it up now that I have done it either," Dielare said with a grin.

"Now that we have that out of the way we need to schedule your language lessons so that maybe we can stop casting the blasted translation charm all the time," Eliz said with a smile. She knew just how he felt about flying, because she felt it too. Most Earth Elementals hated to be in the air, but the ones that didn't absolutely loved it and tended to be naturals at it.

"Is there any way to speed up the process? Otherwise I think it might take me years to learn," he muttered.

"There is, but would you deprive me of your company," Seliv asked with a mischievous smile.

"Of course not my lady," Dielare said with a smile and mock bow. Both women giggled a bit at his antics and were happy that he was coming out of his shell a little bit, though they put it down to his enjoyment of the flight.

"What I propose is that we meet on Saturdays and Sundays until you have a firm grasp of the language," Seliv suggested, "We'll do the tutoring in your dormitories so we can avoid anyone that wants to spy on you or attempt to take advantage of you."

"And here I thought you two were the only ones whom wanted to 'take advantage' of me," Dielare replied with a chuckle. Eliz and Seliv shared a look before pouncing on him and tickling him while pinning him to the ground. Luckily there was nobody around to see the spectacle they were creating otherwise Dielare might have been arrested for 'assaulting' the princess when he finally turned the tables on them.

Later that evening after Dielare had returned to his dormitories he was just coming down from the high he had been on from the fun that he had had all afternoon with Eliz and Seliv. I don't know how they managed to get past all my defenses, but they have. I can't help but think that I'm going to miss them terribly when I have to go. Seliv is like the sister I never had, and Eliz…I think I will miss her most of all. Somehow she's wormed her way into my heart and my mind. I can't help but think about her, whether I'm near her or not. He sighed while his mind continued that train of thought before lowering himself down onto his bed and falling asleep.

"Try again Dielare," Seliv said patiently.

"Hielimiumus," he half said and half asked.

"Hielimus," she repeated.

"Hielimus," he repeated a little more sure of himself.

"Correct, now what does it mean," she asked.

"Alcohol," he replied amused, to which she smiled and nodded that he was correct.

"Next is Cuelvos," she told him waiting for him to repeat the word.

"Cuelvos," he repeated several times getting the feel for the word.

"Good, now it's definition," she prompted.

"Um…Mud," he stated unsure.

"Correct," she replied rewarding him with a bright smile. "Why don't you take a small break and try to keep from forgetting those words or their pronunciation while I get us some lunch?"

"Ok," he replied grabbing a piece of parchment, quill, and bottle of ink so he could write them down. They had been at it for the entire morning and so far the vast majority of the afternoon with very few breaks. The upside was that he was learning the language a lot quicker than he thought he would, the downside was he felt like his head was going to explode from all the information being pounded into it.

"Dig in," she told him when she returned with several plates stacked high with food. He just grinned his thanks before doing just that eating in silence. They both ate through their lunch in peace, each lost in their own thoughts. He looks so cute like that, she couldn't help but think as Dielare worked on writing down all the words that he had learned as well as their definitions. I'm definitely going to miss him when he returns to his time, although I don't think he'll be going alone. Eliz seems to have taken quite a liking to him this past week. I've never seen her get so attached to a student before. If that prophecy is to be believed then he is a descendant of mine, I guess I cannot allow myself to get feelings for him more than friendship or seeing him as the brother I never had.

"Seliv," Dielare asked apprehensively since he noticed she seemed to be deep in thought.

"Yes Dielare," she responded with a start.

"Will you please use the spell to teach me the language? You can always pop by whenever you want to talk. I'd like to get to know you and Eliz better than just as teacher and student anyway," he asked flashing her his most charming smile which would have blasted Gilderoy Lockhart right out of Witch Weekly. Looking at him she couldn't possibly say no to the face he was giving her.

"Fine," she replied to which he gave her a hug that said he felt the same way about her, it was the same hug a brother would give a sister.

"Thank you Seliv," he responded, "What do I need to do?"

"Just sit there and be prepared for a lot of pain while your mind assimilates this information," she took out her wand due to the complexity of the charm. Most Witches and Wizards could do the basics wandlessly, but the more complex the spell the harder and less accurate it was to do without a wand. Any Witch or Wizard that had the ability, and was trained, in Elemental Magik was able to do even the more complex spells wandlessly. She concentrated on the language that she wanted to transfer to him before waving her wand and shouting "Laginatore!" As soon as the spell hit Dielare felt the knowledge rush into his mind freeing another long forgotten language that was imbued into his soul. He collapsed onto the floor in pain clutching his head trying to have it all make sense. After what seemed like a lifetime the pain finally passed, and when he looked up at Seliv he could tell that it had cost her to cast the spell knowing that he would be in pain.

"Linae animura,(It's alright)" he spoke not even noticing that it wasn't Atlantian that he was speaking.

"Where did you learn Elvish Dielare," Seliv asked in complete shock.

"Learn what," he asked unconsciously switching to Atlantian.

"You said 'It's alright' in Elvish, where did you learn it," she asked once her mind caught up to her.

"I don't remember saying it in anything but Atlantian, or maybe English," he responded confused.

"Din evu yulare mae(do you understand me)," she asked in Elvish.

"Of course I underst…Wait a minute, how did I understand that? Did you teach me both Atlantian and Elvish?"

"No, it is nearly impossible to teach two languages with that spell. You need to completely focus on what language you want the person to understand," she half said, half mumbled. "Unless the prophecy is true, then he would have that knowledge inherit in him due to his ancestry, but why would it surface now after so long?"

"What prophecy," he asked catching that part of her latter statements.

"Huh? What? What are you talking about," she asked startled.

"You mentioned a prophecy, what are you talking about? Is that why everyone is so surprised when they hear my name," he asked slightly annoyed.

"Yes it is, I'll tell you what it says because you have a right to know," she told him bracing herself for his retreat back in himself once he knew.

"The descendant of the phoenix approaches,

Hailing from a faraway land and time,

He shall be brought by the God of Time

To train in powers he knows not,

He shall deliver the Golden Kingdom from it's destruction

If only for a time.

He shall return to his homeland,

To fight the war he was marked by,

And re-establish the Golden Kingdom

With the blessings of Lady Nyx and Civilia.

Dielare Samiz shall bring hope and Light

To the present and future,

Bringing new life to us all."

"How can that be referring to me," he asked confused, "I mean the name fits, and being sent here by Timeus, but what's that stuff about 'the descendant of the phoenix' and 'to fight the war he was marked by'?"

"The royal line of Atlantis is referred to as the line of the phoenix as each descendant has the ability to transform into a phoenix. No other person has been known to transform into such a pure light creature. Magical creatures yes, but not such powerful ones. My father has the ability, as do I, and if the prophecy is to be believed, so do you," she explained.

"What about that other part? To fight the war he was marked by," he asked not wanting to believe that he wasn't in control of his own destiny.

"Tell me Dielare, have you had that scar on your forehead your entire life," she asked instead of answering directly since she already knew that answer.

"Yes, but what does that have to do with it," he asked getting annoyed.

"I'm sure you've gotten cut before, tell me, are any of your other cuts barely healed scars like that? Or did they heal in a normal amount of time," she persisted.

"Well…" he sat there thinking about it for a minute and realized it was the only scar on his body that could still go red, and still hurt sometimes. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"That mark was created by powerful dark magic Dielare, my guess is that whoever gave you that scar had whatever spell they cast upon you rebounded to them," she explained, "If I'm right, then that's what the prophecy means by the war you were marked by."

"Don't I even get to have control over my own life," he nearly shouted before taking off to his room and slamming the door shut. Seliv watched him go with tears in her eyes feeling terrible for being the one to tell him that. She decided to give him some time to cool off before approaching him again and left the remainder of the training equipment on the table that she had brought with her to finish up the day. She quickly composed a note to him so that he would understand what it was for:

Dear Dielare,

I am sorry to be the one that had to tell you the prophecy. I didn't want to upset you like that. Please believe me. I left something here so that you may continue your training until you are ready to talk to me again, which I hope is soon.

This is what's known as a Knalor Samiz, or a Knowledge Summoner. Just place it upon the book that you wish to gain the knowledge of and it will put it in the glass for you to ingest. It is a painless process, and this way you will be able to learn the customs that would normally take years to perfect.

All the books that you will need will be in one of the guest bedrooms that has been transformed into a library. I hope that I can talk to you soon.

Seliv

A/N: Well, that's it for this chapter. A little longer than the last one, hopefully I'll be able to keep extending the chapter lengths. I know the prophecy is different than the one Trelawney told in the beginning of the story, but keep in mind this is nearly 6,000 years in the past. All this seer was able to tell was that there would be a war that he was marked by, and that should he win he'll be re-establish Atlantis. This one is a bit more vague, but gives a name and some hints so they would be able to tell the savior when he appeared. Anywho! Onto review responses!

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