Summary - A new prophesies of great power and a new alliance has been made many centuries ago. Now the five whom are the subject of this prophecy must learn of new friendships, love, sights and powers.

Pairings - I am going to keep with J.K Rowling plot of Harry and Ginny but the other 2 relationships in this story will be different to the books. There will be no slash.

Other Notes - This story will be hopefully novel length, I'm also looking for some lovely betas to make sure I don't make any painful grammatical or spelling mistakes! There will be various themes integrated in this fiction, Harry will be super powerful, but it will need work.

Blanket Disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter, the characters or places. Only that which you do not recognise from the books is owned by me.

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"Speech"

'Parseltongue'

The Unknown Alliance – Chapter 7

"I am here to discuss our next step in the war, now may we go up to your office?"

"Of course follow me." said Albus, his curiosity peaked, what could Harry offer the Light apart from his personal services?

Harry slid into a beautiful chair placed before Dumbledore's heavily ladened desk. He smirked at the blatant favoritism show by the ostentatiousness of the Gryffindor sword in the glass case. Idiot.

Dumbledore was getting curious. He had received reports just that morning that young Mr Potter had somehow managed to gain access to his vaults. I didn't think he'd have the wit to look. Dumbledore had purposely neglected to inform Harry of his fortune. A boy with money isn't a good thing, gets ideas of adventure and escape into his head. Something Dumbledore had attempted to quash out of Harry. Like it or not the boy was subject to the prophesy and it was vital to the light side that he participated in the final battle. My weapon To his great worry had seemed to gain a great deal of confidence in his little trip away, he had disappeared this morning and only yesterday obliterated a group of death-eaters. This isn't good at all. The last thing they needed was an overly powerful and ruthless wizard to kill Voldemort and then take his place. He must be kept safe where the Order can watch him.

Harry could sense Dumbledore's manipulative thoughts almost as if they were smacking him on the head. The headmaster shone a smile at Harry and said in his best grand-fatherly voice, "And what would this entail Harry?" It sickened and patronised Harry significantly, thankfully his mental shields were of such strength that his face betrayed none of his revulsion.

"I'm suggesting that you move your headquarters to more secure place. Somewhere Voldemort would never think to look." said Harry now picking his fingernails with a bored expression. This surprised Dumbledore quite a lot. Move? I put the extra wards up on Grimmauld Place myself, they are far more than adequate!

"I am afraid Harry-" smiled Dumbledore condescendingly, "that that will not be possible. The protection provided by the current HQ is secure, it would extremely difficult to breach. That is why you are to remain there for the rest of your holidays, it is for your own safety."

"Even if i offered training?" offered Harry feigning hope. "No not at all my boy, our members are extensively trained in the most important fields of magic. They are also more than adequately prepared for the war." replied Dumbledore, his eyes beginning to grow cold. Harry thought So thats why they can't fight themselves out of a milk bottle never mind a death eater attack.

"Is this your final answer then?" said Harry imploringly, "Yes, I'm sorry my boy." replied Dumbledore, his voice full of sadness. Harry didn't believe a bit of it. "Then I shall return to an ancestral home in France. As i recently discovered that I am the remaining Lord of two houses I seem to recall that that allows me to be emancipated. I will be making my own decisions now Dumbledore and if any of your Order interfere they will suffer the consequences." said Harry, his eyes stone cold.

"Can't I persuade you to do otherwise?" pleaded Dumbledore through his calm facade I can't lose track of this boy.

"You lost that power over me years ago." spat Harry before turning on his heel and leaving a very stunned headmaster sitting at his desk. A few minutes later Harry stormed through the heavy front doors of Hogwarts. It was completely an act. He knew that Dumbledore would reject him but it was imperative that he let the Order know where he stood. Over the years he had become a efficient manipulator. Using his last words to strike a panic into Dumbledore, he had ensured that the headmaster would be falling over his own feet to help Harry and get himself into the good books. Unfortunately he man could barely get over his egotistical attitudes blinded by the world's love for their leader and although several witness had boasted of Harry's powers, he simply wouldn't accept it. Harry knew this too well.

Ginny was on her feet the second Harry entered the living room. Ron, Draco and Hermione were scattered around the roaring fire enjoying the lethargy. Ron and Draco has just concurred their last chess match, surprisingly ending in a draw.

"Where the hell have you been? We've been worried sick!" roared Ginny in a remarkable imitation of her fiery mother. Harry reached her in seconds, swinging her around and clamping a strong hand over her mouth. She continued to mumble on furiously until she succumbed to the strong boy keeping her efficiently quiet.

"Shush! We have to hurry! Today I discovered I have a secure house in France and I plan on going their to live and train for the war. If you want you may come with me and prepare yourselves more than if you stayed here. We can get out of this makeshift prison and away from Dumbledore's manipulation, I'll explain everything if you say yes." whispered Harry quickly, watching them and the door simultaneously. Harry softened his hold on the slim build of Ginny, his heart racing at the intimate contact. He pushed it quickly to the back of his mind to focus on present events. Draco immediately answered, "Yes My Lord" with a smirk and motioned to the Black House signet ring. Harry forgot that Draco was a member of the family now. It was a really strange feeling.

Rolling her eyes Hermione answered, "You know that Ron and I will go anywhere with you." with an encouraging smile. Ginny nodded before asking hurriedly "What about Mum? Dumbledore?"

"He already knows I'm going but I'll be damned if i let you guys stay here any longer under his control. We can leave a note, your mum will surely not be too happy but she'll get over it. You'll be safer there than here."

"Well i think we are all going then." said Ginny anxiously, before smiling at Harry weakly.

"Good, now grab hold of my robes and hold on tight." commanded Harry after striding over to the mantelpiece and depositing a small silver envelope. In a second the whole group were engulfed by raging green flames and they disappeared. Simultaneously an alarm sounded through the halls of Grimmauld Place and the belongings of five teenagers faded out of sight.

Voldemort was furious. A group of his deatheaters had been mown down just hours before. Anger surged through him as he thought of the setback this incident had caused. Roaring, his mouth wide and eyes bulging he picked up a grovelling servant and through him to the ground with a sickening crunch.

"You will stop this man the next time you encounter him. Understood?" he bellowed, hearing a mumble of agreement from the fear-riddled man crouched on the floor he continued, "If you ever fail me again you shall face much worse consequences." he growl before casting a strong crucio upon the man. He was not a very happy man at all. Someone will pay and soon. This man was too much of a threat to his carefully laid plans and Voldemort would be damned if he would let a mere mortal mess them up.

Harry and the group appeared just outside a the entrance to massive castle nestled in the high mountains of France.

"Holy shit!" he heard Ron say to his left. He smirked, Well it is a good way to sum it up. The castle was massive. It had a multitude of large towers majestically rising from the black stone house. Thousands of windows glittered in the alpine sun and from the battlements Harry could make out the Potter and Black emblazons. The grounds wounds their way down through the giant valley filled with beautiful forests, lakes,waterfalls and sheer cliff faces. Effectively the chateau was situated in the middle of a wide valley bordered by two monumental mountains on either side. It was a breath-taking sight and a true show of wealth and splendour. Two polished doors framed by intricately carved stone swung open to reveal a tiny house-elf. It immediately prostrated itself before Harry,

"Master Potter! Tinky is glad that you are finally returning home!" it squeaked as its nose pressed to the ground. Harry coughed nervously at Hermione. She scowled before motioning for him to do something quickly.

"Well thank you." he mumbled unsettled at how intimidated he felt at Hermione's glare, "Could you take us to a comfortable room? I'm sure my friends are hungry but first we have we have much to talk about." he requested.

"Yes of course master! Follow Tinky right away!" squeaked the ecstatic house elf. As they were wandering through the halls of the castle Harry asked about his new home.

"Master Michelus Potter was the last of the line to reside here sir, that was in 1943 before he was killed in the Great Magical War. Through the wards on the castle it sank into obscurity, no other Potter returned until you sir. It cannot be found without expressed permission or accompaniment of the Master. Master Potter, you have great political power due to your lineage, also the house responds to your wish. It was built with a strong connection with the inhabitants" eloquently said the small being, Harry was surprised at the substantial vocabulary but he assumed it must have been more educated that the likes of Dobby.

"Is there anything I need to do as master of the house?" asked Harry intrigued by the responsibility and power he now held.

"Just a small ritual and over view of the progression of the house's well being" smile the small house-elf as it swiveled up from its lower stature.

"And how many of you kind are here?"

"Master there would be 43 sir." squeaked Tinky before swinging open a large set of chestnut doors to reveal a large study room with a large fireplace with a scattering of over-stuff chairs. The sat down quite uncomfortably, it was strange to say the least that this was all Harry's!

Finally Harry summed up the guts to ask quite a bold question for his standards, "Uh...why are you so..well spoken?" he asked pauing to word it better,

"Sir Most house-elves are educated if their Master is kind. Luckily I have a master of that calibre." smiled Tinky, Harry smiled back and asked his final question.

"Could you serve lunch in around an hour please Tinky" requested Harry.

"Yes sir." squeaked the house-elf before disappearing with a small pop.

Harry's friends had been almost silent on the journey to this enormous dining room, now they looked at him with curious and awed faces. He sighed and leant back in his chair clasping his hands together behind his head in a very relaxed position.

"I'm going to tell you what happened whilst I was away. Please listen until I've finished then I'll answer questions."

Ginny nodded as did the others, Ron swung his legs over the arm of his chair clearly to get more comfortable.

Harry breathed deeply, this would be strange recounting such an important time in his life to people so naive of the world. But he'd try.

"Well as you already know I disappeared this summer. It began with a vision I was getting from Voldemort, a family were being killed and tortured before my eyes and I couldn't do anything about it..." Harry spoke quickly and with a rather passive face as if the topic was still too painful for him. "I tried to help, I really did but it was too late. The last thing I remember is screaming and a lot of pain."

"Ouch" he heard from Hermione, he smiled at her humour. "Yeh it was really sore when I finally woke up! I was at a hidden citadel in the centre of the Atlantic Ocean, probably just above where Atlantis was situated. Now all that remains of it are countless legends and a few artifacts. I was at The Grand Order of Dicio, although curiously I found myself a couple of hundred years astray from my own time. I lived in a what they called the City of Poseidon in honour of the sea-god. But I believe that the island was actually once part of Atlantis. I had two masters, something like our own Head of Houses now. Master Sanyus and Lady Ianua oversaw my training for 4 brutal years. But they cared for me, saved my life and I became to love them like the family Voldemort took from me." Harry paused to look at the four shocked faces sitting in front of him. "I think I will allow you some questions now" he said amiably,

"What the hell..." said Ron faintly staring into space, Draco promptly smacked him upside the head.

"I must say I agree with my extraordinarily eloquent brother here." said Ginny faintly,

"So why were you there?" asked Draco boring into Harry with calculating silver eyes.

"Well it was a prophecy made thousands of years before hand...you really don't need to know that now." said Harry sounding truly sorry that the one thing requested of him he couldn't deliver.

"How much training did you do?" asked Hermione looking beyond curious. She looked as if she were about to launch herself at Harry.

"A lot." cringed Harry.

"Welcome Harry to your new home for the time-being." said Master Sanyus, Harry was perched at the end of his wooden bed. It had been a week since he had arrived in 1595 and he was being discharged from hospital today. All his magically inflicted wounds had healed spectacularly and Harry now felt more alive than he had for a long time. He smiled at his new teacher. "Thanks" e said simply, unsure of how to continue. Lady Ianua appeared by his side with a stern face, "Time to go Harry, we have to take you to your knew quarters." she said in a soft voice.

Promptly Harry was escorted through the massive citadel, it was really a small country living in a fantastically large castle with the countryside surrounding them. Shouts from black-smiths rang through the air mingling with the cries of new born babies and the smell of freshly baked bread. The castle was built cyclopean style with huge boulders making up the main walls. The main castle surrounded by a huge wall similar to the Great China Wall in size, soldiers patrolled the battlements day and night just in case a ship happened to appear at the horizon and discover them all. Thousands of years had passed since the citadel had been separated itself from the world, at that time there had been furious battles and bloodshed, hence the complex defense system. Where Harry now walked a rich red carpet squished under his unsteady feet as he stumbled after Sanyus and Ianua. Great tapestries hung upon the walls depicting various battles that Harry had never heard of. Working their way to the outer castle the three finally stopped at a mahogany door. Harry watched as Sanyus swung it open with a smirk on his face.

"Welcome Home" he smiled as Harry tried to take in the magnificent room. It was done in cream and forest green. The large bed shrouded by heavy curtains, stained glass doors leading out to a simple stone balcony. The room was decorated with emerald carpet and cream walls with barely noticeable furling leaves winding their way through it. Harry noticed a pile of large packages settled at the bottom of his new bed.

"What is in those?" he asked curiously,

"Your uniform and other things that will be necessary for your stay." said Ianua before pulling an armchair up beside the fireplace and sitting gracefully into it. He ripped off the brown paper to find covert body armour, two Sabre Tooth knives with blackened steel blade, long tsunami katana, a set of 12 piranha throwing stars, an Eagle 3 crossbow, a red oak Bo staff, and a black Kung Fu uniform. Harry stared at the pile of weapons he had now acquired. Holy Shit.

"You will be training with these weapons daily. Be prepared to wake up at dawn tomorrow for a run. I will be gaging your fitness. You will move onto more weapons after this and after those you shall begin your magical training." said Sanyus, his face growing serious. "You have new clothes in your wardrobe and all the utensils you need in the bathroom. But as you shall be staying here for quite a while we have decided to treat you." said Lady Ianua smiling whilst handing Harry a large black box. From it he pulled a slim line laptop and an mp3 player. He stared again, his pale face flushing,

"Th-thank you! But how? These shouldn't work around magic. Never mind be invented!" he stuttered, both his masters laughed at his shock.

"Ah but Tau-sin" began Sanyus using Harry's new title as apprentice, "you have much to learn of our skills, the manipulation of time and power is not out of our reach as it is in your world. Now sleep little one, you shall definitely have a busy day tomorrow." he said before placing a hand on the small of Lady Ianua's back and guiding her out of the room. Harry sat down to think a moment over today's events. It was slightly disconcerting to say the least to be at one moment a student of a magical school to being a student of a much more strange and powerful institute or country that handed him gifts and trained him to his potential. Shaking his head in disbelief Harry made his way over to his dresser and finally found a pair a black silk pyjamas. A bit luxurious he knew, but they were too comfortable to pass up on! Soon as his head hit the stuffed pillow he fell asleep thinking about sharp daggers and wielding swords.

Harry woke with a shock the next morning as a bucket of ice cold water splashed over him, running into his ears, eyes, and mouth. Scrabbling around his rolled out of bed hitting the ground with a heavy thud. His curtains were thrown back eliciting a sharp gasp of pain from Harry as his eyes adjusted to the morning light. He stood shakily, his pyjamas stuck to him unpleasantly, and reached for his glasses. His vision clearing he spotted a grinning Lady Ianua holding a small bucket of water. Wow she must be the sadistic one.

"Morning Tau-sin?" she asked still grinning manically at Harry's glaring eyes. "Morning!" chirped Sanyus from near the curtains. Harry just growled at him before stalking off towards the bathroom.

"Put on your heaviest jumper today Harry! It's pretty damn cold where we are going!" he heard Sanyus shout through the heavy door. Harry bared his teeth at his reflection in the mirror and began to brush his teeth.

Thirty minutes later Harry was being lead to the open air training area just on the highest point of the citadel. Harry was really really warm, sweat was dripping from his forehead and running into his eyes. I thought it would be cold! He thought bewildered. The reached the training plateau and to Harry's annoyance the sun was beaming down. He looked at Master Sanyus with another scowl which cause the esteemed member of the Dicio to chuckle.

"Surprise! Ok start running around the perimeter and see how long you can keep it up. This is a test of you endurance in harsh conditions." ordered Sanyus, his eyes gleaming. Harry set off, his mouth already screaming for refreshment. The sun beat down on his back as he panted, the heavy black sweater he had put on was slowly roasting him alive. I'm going to kill him! He thought full of revenge at Sanyus.

Four hundred years later met a Molly Weasley shrieking as she dashed into the now deserted room of Twelve Grimmauld Place.

"WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN!"


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