Chapter 3 Training begins

Harry awoke the next morning to a loud "CRACK". He scrambled to his night table to reach his wand, only to fall off his bed. When looked up he saw his best friend bent over in laughter.

"Shut it Hermione!" Harry exclaimed.

"You should have seen yourself…" Hermione said in between giggles.

Harry gazed upon her never really seeing her in muggle clothing before. She was wearing a tight pair of spandex bicycle short and a tight Sports bra. Her hair was pilled back into a pony tale. To him she was magnificent. 'She's your best friend' Harry thought to himself.

"So, Why are you here at..." Harry paused looked at his alarm clock it, "Bloody Hell, Mione the sun isn't even up yet."

"we are going to start training, Now don't start, I have put a lot of thought into this since you can't use magic until end of July, We need to Build endurance and stamina. So, we are going to train Muggle style." Hermione explained to the blurry eyed Harry.

"Hermione How is that going to help me defeat the most powerful Dark Wizard of all time" Harry, whined

"Harry, don't you see. Voldemort would not expect you to fight muggle style. He despises it. Besides what are you going to do if you lose your wand? So here is the plan. "

"Every morning you and I will go running going further and further each day. My parents know this really old Japanese man. They said that they would get in contact with him and see if he knows any body that can train us in martial arts and meditation. The meditation is to help you with your Occlumency. So get dressed and meet me outside in ten minutes."

By the end of June Harry and Hermione were able to run at a steady pace with out tiring to the local Shopping plaza, Which Was about 2 miles, and back. On July first they were set to meet a man called Master Mieko in a café located in the plaza. They were to run there and Hermione was going to use some freshen spell on them in a near by alley. As the approached the alley way Harry stopped grabbed Hermione by the shirt and pulled her down. The hair on the back of his neck was tingling.

"Shh! Stay down something is wrong." Harry Whispered hurriedly to Hermione.

Harry made to go for his wand realized he made mistake and left it on his bedside table. HE surveyed the area. Still sensing the foreboding motioned Hermione to join him. When they were half way in the alley Hermione pulled her wand to do the spell, there was a, Whoosh! Sound and her wand was not in her hand no more. She started to panic grabbed on to Harry.

"Harry, Harry my wand is gone we have to get out of here" Hermione was frantic.

Harry out a hand on her shoulder to calm her and started to steer her back to the entrance. Five figures jumped out of the shadows, dressed in solid black with hood over their faces, and swords in their hands. Harry held Hermione close to him in a defensive posture. He raised his hand to block a blow, all of sudden he was enveloped in a golden light. There was a magnificent sound, a sound so familiar. All time seemed to stop, a flash of light and the most beautiful Phoenix arrived. The bird had a tuft of silvery flowing feathers from beak to chest, a plumage of flaming blue feathers along its back with a tail that seemed to be alight with blue flame. In its claws gleaming in the sunlight was a sword a familiar sword, one in which he had used to slay the basilisk in the chamber of secrets. A majestic voice resonated in his head, "Take up your place, and use the sword of your ancestors!" With a flash of blue flames the sword appeared in his hand, time speed up once again. He raised the sword to block the incoming blow. Then again and again, he used the sword like he had always known how, like it was apart of him. He moved on to the offensive. Hermione behind him watched in total awe. Harry was moving with blinding speed. Moments later a Deep Seated voice Resonated the Alley way, "ENOUGH!" The figures disappeared in a puff of smoke. Standing in the entrance was an old man, of Asian decent. Harry panting raised his blade to defend himself once again. The Man Spoke "Lower your sword I mean you no harm. I am Mieko."

"I DON'T CARE IF YOU WERE THE POPE, STAY WHERE YOU ARE AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF, and WHY DID YOU ATTACK", Harry angrily exclaimed.

Mieko shrugged and said, "I needed to know if you are worthy of my teaching"

Calming down, Harry replied "So, all of this was just a test?"

"Exactly, a test that you passed with great merit, I have never seen such swordsmanship in all my years, I sense great power in you young Potter. Come now much to explain."

Harry completely calm now turns to Hermione, "Mione, Are you ok? Thought you said you didn't have you wand." Hermione still looking at him in such awe looking down to her hand and nodded dumbly and put her wand back in to her pocket.

Looking in his own had looking at the sword of Godric Gryffindor, "where do I keep this I can hardly walk around with it" Harry wondered aloud. Then with another flash of golden light the sword was gone.

Harry and Hermione made to follow the old man. Harry asked "did you see that phoenix?"

"What phoenix Harry, I just saw you glow gold then you had the sword in your hand then I saw you fight. I never knew you could do that."

"Yeah, Me neither. Come let us catch up to this guy and find out what he is all about."

They followed him to another alley way where they saw him take out what looked to be a stone of some sort and draw a circle in the Wall. There was a flash of light an a whole opened up.

Mieko beckon them to follow.

"Who are you?" Harry exclaimed

"Come all will be explained" replied Mieko

Harry looked to Hermione who shrugged and move to follow.

They walked threw the opening, A strange feeling of hope and love passed through them. Looking around the opening closed up on them, they were now in a low lit room, Wall lined with what looked to be very old books, Gadgets all kinds lying about the room. Harry, Saw Hermione looking at the book with a maniacally gleam in her eye. Harry Whispered "Down Girl". Hermione Blushed with embarrassment.

"Come, sit." Mieko offered.

"Now tell me what this is all about" Harry stated confidently

"All in good time, Tea?" they Shook their heads.

"Well, more for me then"

"Are you a wizard?" Harry asked not standing the silence.

"No, no my dear boy I am A Sage, The last of my kind. From the looks you are giving me I can tell you have no Idea what I am talking about. Well, let me tell you a story about a time of myth and legends. A time where magic ruled supreme. At the dawn of time there has always been good and evil, Light and darkness. What man does not know was there is also an in-between, Shadow. Shadow is neither good nor evil. This In-between Is where The lord of Light and darkness Created a being of compromise. A being that would keep the balance of power between the two. This being only served to keep balance. However, they were not servants; they were given free will, Feelings, and Knowledge. They had the power to love and hate. But never the power to interfere. One such being fell in love with a powerful magician of the light, She was condemned by the lord of darkness to be stripped of all her powers and live a mere mortal. What the lord of darkness did not count on was that lord of light also cast a spell that cause only every seventh generation in her blood line to gain back those powers and knowledge. The first of these born of great power was a wizard you all know as Merlin. The lord of darkness tried with all of his power to strip Merlin of his powers. He failed. So he bestowed his own powers to a girl. A girl whose father was killed because of Merlin's love of one, Uther Pendragon. He had allowed Uther to gain the shape of lord Cornwall, to satisfy his lust with the lady Ingrain, Who already had a daughter, Morgana. Then the story of Arthur was born. Merlin was the first sage. Merlin was my closest and dearest friend. There were two more blood lines that were cursed with Immortal powers. One was Morgana's line which Voldemort is from. And my blood line. Voldemort is luckily not a sage for he went threw to many dark rituals before his magical maturity. That doesn't mean he can not still meet Immortality, because in a way he is Immortal. Now I knew you headmaster Albus Dumbledore, He left me instructions that If something should happen to him then I was to train you for you task. So, tomorrow we will start your training along with you Miss Granger. Take this stone all you need to do is draw a circle on a stone wall and say Mieko We need your Guidance and a portal will open up for you. Well, this old man is tired so get out."

With that he tapped both of them on the fore head and they found themselves in the same alley way they had left.

The next day Harry and Hermione both made there way back to Mieko to train. For two weeks they followed the same routine. They would wake up at 5am run then train with Mieko; They learned how to fight using swords, staffs, and small throwing knives. Hermione found that she was really good with a staff. Harry Found that staffs were just too clumsy for him. The both learn how to center themselves and tap into their powers. Harry also learned he could control his link with Voldemort. As they woke up on July fifteenth an Official owl delivered a letter to Harry. That said:

Dear Mister Potter,

Your presence is hereby requested at Gringotts wizarding bank for the reading of the following wills, One Albus Dumbledore, Mister Sirius Black, And James and Lily Potter. On July sixteenth, at 1pm. be on time. And please bring your guardian.

Thank you in regards to this matter.

Griphook

Wizarding will and Inheritances