Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling and Robert Jordan own the original plot points, the only thing that I own was the idea to pull them together.

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"What are you?"

"Speak now or I will judge you a darkfriend and do away with you," said the woman, power emanating from her voice. "How are you able to use both saidar and saidan? Is that stick a ter' angreal"

"Huh? This is my wand. My name is Harry Potter, and I'm not quite sure what a darkfriend is, but it sounds bad," Harry responded.

"Not know what a darkfriend is! That is preposterous, everyone knows what a darkfriend is!"

"Mother, may I speak to you?" asked the woman with the braid from the birthing room.

"What is it, daughter?" asked the woman in a agitated tone.

"He is the one who saved Elayne, I think that Rand brought him. He was able to knock out a whole room of sisters," explained the woman.

"Nynaeve, are you sure. How could he have done something that no other sister could?"

"How can he channel the power with a stick? I don't know mother. What I do know is that he is powerful. He completely destroyed a whole army of trollocs, saved a dying woman and overpowered a room full of sisters in a few minutes," said Nynaeve in an awed voice.

"Could he be one of the Forsaken? We know that Lanfear escaped through Tel'aran'rhiod, maybe another did as well. It would explain the trollocs," reasoned "mother".

"But why would he destroy them. He doesn't act like someone evil," replied Nynaeve.

"I'm right here, and I am not evil!" interrupted Harry, for which he was glared at by the two women.

"Man, you two look just like Ginny when she is mad," muttered Harry, causing him to remember his ex-girlfriend, causing a stab of guilt and pain to shoot through him.

Ignoring Harry, the two continued their discussion.

"What about his eyes? They remind me of Perrin's but they aren't the yellow. It's unnatural, something of the Dark," said "mother".

"Maybe we should bind him, and shield him until we can find out what or who he is," offered Nynaeve.

"That is a good idea daughter, but I may need you to link with me, he's bound to be strong," responded "mother".

"Sure," suddenly the light surrounded Nynaeve, suddenly a weird weave stretched out and the pair's glow grew brighter. When a complex weave whipped out at Harry, he jumped back, and without thinking raised his arm, which was wandless, and cried "Protego!"

The weird strand erupted from his hand weaving faster than he could see, and yet he could feel where they were going. Suddenly, the shield appeared, blocking the weave, causing the weave to bounce back at the pair. Harry continued to pour his energy into the shield. Several more weaves shot at him, all of them bouncing off of the shield. Before the next attack could shoot forward a voice stopped them.

"Egwene, Nynaeve, Harry, stop!" commanded Rand.

"Rand, who is this man?" asked Egwene.

"A friend. You know Egwene, you may be the Amyrlin Seat but that doesn't give you the right to attack someone."

"Who is he?" asked Nynaeve.

"He is who he says he is. On my way to Elayne, I felt a weird presence and gated to it. I found Harry there, holding both parts of the Source. So I brought him here," explained Rand.

"I am not quite from this world," pitched in Harry.

"What do you mean? Are you somehow from Tel'aran'rhiod?" asked Egwene.

"No, I am from a world similar to this one, but different. We have powers like this Source, but we need wands to channel it, and we control it with words. Only I think that I can do it without my wand because I keep seeing strands when I cast spells."

"Those are the Five Elements. Fire, water, earth, air, and spirit. I think that once you start to learn more about channeling you'll be able to distinguish them and be able to weave. But there is a problem. You are able to hold both saidar and saidan at the same time, and only a woman can see saidar and a man saidan," explained Rand.

"What if we were to have different people teach him different things? Like the Asha'man teaching him the sword and saidan, the Aes Sedai teaching him to meditate and saidar. Maybe some endurance training with the Aiel," said Egwene, thinking out loud.

"The Aiel? Do you think that he would be able to take their style of teaching? I don't know how much pain he can take," responded Rand, thinking back on previous experiences.

"I can take pain," whispered Harry. "I've had to live with it my whole life. If I can sit through having the bones regrown in my arm then I think I can handle pretty much anything that these Aiel can through at me."

"You can't regrow bones, can you?" asked Nynaeve suddenly.

"I could show you how to do it, if I can find the right plants for the potion," responded Harry, thoughtfully.

"Potion?"

"A mixture of different plants and stuff. It often does magical stuff, like knocking people out, getting them to tell the complete truth, giving them pure good luck, stuff like that."

"Hmmmm, I would like to see these potions," said Nynaeve, deep in thought.

"They need certain ingredients to work, otherwise you might nothing but a strong poison!"

"I am good with herbs, I think that I will have to talk to you later on this," said Nynaeve before waking off.

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Later that day, Harry pulled Rand aside.

"What was with them calling Egwene mother?" he asked.

"Oh, she is the leader of the Aes Sedai, or the women anyway. I am kind of like her male counterpart," he explained.

"So do they call you father?"

"I think I would have to hurt them if they did!" laughed Rand.

"So, is Egwene your third wife?" Harry asked.

"No, though I did like her once. Actually, my other wife is an Aiel."

"Aiel?" Harry asked confused.

"One fo the veiled people who came through the gateway. Anyway, she's in a desert over the Spine of the World. She should be coming over here pretty soon to see Elayne. Ever since she was made a Wise One, they have been keeping her from Elayne."

"What is her name?" he asked.

"Aviendha. She can channel as well, but Min can't. Although she can see people's auras."

Harry sighed, looking into the castle's courtyard.

"Let me show you to your rooms. I'm going to show you the five different weaves. You shouldn't really do anything until we can show you. If you do, be careful, draw too much power and it will burn you out. Stop when you start feeling uncomfortable," explained Rand.

"Okay, sounds easy enough," replied Harry.

"Do you have anyone waiting on you back home?" Rand asked suddenly.

"Yeah, Ginny. I had to break it off with her when Voldemort started trying to make more attempts on my life."

"I tried that with Elayne, Aviendha, and Min. It didn't turn out too well, but I don't think that I could have made it without them. Don't push her away Harry, she's worth more closer to you," said Rand, a pain filling his voice.

"Thanks," whispered Harry, deep in thought.

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After Rand left, Harry had a simple understanding of the five elements. He could distinguish the difference and began to become aware of his ability to channel. He had gone to bed shortly after Rand left, having been told to be ready for an early rising.

As Harry laid in his bed, arms beneath his head, looking at the ceiling, his new sense of hearing picked up on the door slowly opening. Carefully, he inched his way to his wand, grasping firmly to it once his fingers touched the polished wood.

When he looked over slowly, Egwene was standing in the doorway, the light of saidar surrounding her. Suddenly a complex weave of spirit shot at Harry, seeking to encase him. Before he could think, he raised his wand and yelled, "protego."

All five of the elements exploded from his wand and wove around earth and spirit as a base, creating a shield in mid-air. The weave hit the shield, and seemed to pause briefly before splintering. One half went back at Egwene and the other at Harry. Suddenly the pair was surrounded but the weave, bonding them to one another.

What the bloody hell was that? thought Harry.

Bloody ashes, he reflected by bonding weave! came a new voice, a very familiar one.

What do you mean bonding weave? And what the bloody hell are you doing in my head! demanded Harry through thought.

"WHAT DID YOU DO! THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!" yelled Egwene, a note of fear in her voice.

"I cast a shield charm that bounces spells back at the caster," responded Harry. "I think that the two halves joined as one and we were bonded to each other at the same time. That's why we can hear each other's thoughts."

The Amyrlin Seat cannot have someone listening in on their thoughts! thought Egwene.

"It's your fault, you're the one who tried to bond me without my consent!" yelled Harry "I should be the one mad at you, not the other way around."

"Well we'll just have to break the bond," said Egwene.

Can't, it bonded us to our very life force. We try to tamper with that, and we both die. I wonder if Occlumency would shut you out. thought Harry, a sudden idea coming to him.

Occlu... be she was cut off as Harry's mental barriers strengthened, forcing her out of his mind.

Yep, they do. All Harry could feel now was a small sense of where Egwene was, as if she were far away.

"What did you do?" demanded Egwene.

"Blocked you from my mind, now leave before I force you out. I don't want to have to deal with you," snapped Harry, making Egwene look at him weird before walking out of the door.

Awwwww, peace at last!

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Sorry about not updating, I had to fix m computer.

Anyway, if you have any ideas for Harry, give them to me. I have an idea about what he is going to do, but I am open to all suggestions.

R and R soon!