Chapter 5

Griphook lead Harry, Hermione and petunia down a long corridor. To Harry it seemed that the corridor went on for miles. On either side of them were walls that seemed to move along with them. If he stopped walking it felt like they were dropping slowly. He had to jog a little to catch up with Griphook. They heard a roar that sounded like a cross between a lion and a Dragon. Finally the end of the hallway was in sight. It was magnificent, in front of Griphook was a doorway that resembled a muggle entrance to an elevator, except the door was solid gold. Griphook traced an invisible line with his finger. The Doors opened without a sound. The goblin gestured the party to enter. Upon entering the lift there was not a single button that one would associate with an elevator at a department store but a single imprint of what looked to be a Hand.

"Mister Potter, if you would please place your wand hand in the imprint and state your full name."

Harry did as was instructed he felt a prick, and was compelled to state in Voice of authority, "I HARRY JAMES POTTER LAST OF THE POTTERS SEEK MY BIRTHRIGHT"

There was a gasp sounded from his aunt petunia, followed by a flash of golden light and phoenix song. The door opposite the one they came in opened. They stepped out and saw a door that seemed to have been lost in time it was covered with dust and cobwebs. Harry took a step forward, wall light up like a firework display. Fire of reds and blue in color running up and down the face of the door way revealing, an inscription in a language that seemed to have been lost for centuries. When the fire hit the inscription a voice called out.

"He who seeks his birth right step forward and be judged"

A small circular podium covered with runes arose out of the ground.

Harry automatically walked on to the podium like it was an every day thing.

Light encased him, he felt probing into his mind. Then a voice reverberated around the hall.

"WELCOME CHILD OF MAGIC, WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR MANY EONS"

"Sorry, But why"

"CHILD, YOU ARE THE CHOSEN. YOUR DESTINY HAS BEEN WRITTEN DOWN BEFORE YOUR ANCESTORS WERE BORN. IT IS TIME TO BESTOW UPON YOU YOUR TRUE BIRTH RIGHT. FOR YOU ARE HARRY POTTER HEIR TO THE KINGDOM OF AVALON AND GUARDIAN OF ALL MAGIC. DO YOU ACCEPT YOUR DESTINY?"

Harry turned still standing on the pedestal and looked at Hermione, she had a look of wonderment in her eye and she nodded. He knew that he should accept this, for he would not have wished this responsibility on anybody. He turned back towards the door and spoke with a clear voice.

"I do"

"THEN SO BE IT"

The room was a glow with magic. Harry being on the pedestal started to float, enclosed in a golden light. The ancient door way opened. A man with jet black hair and glasses approached the pedestal smiling.

"Harry my boy" the man said

"Dad is it you really you?"

"Yes, my son it is. We don't have much time for I am not the only one with a message."

Harry nodded for him to continue

"Harry, the time has come for you to understand your heritage. You are the last Potter for if you die it will die along with you. You are descended from a long list of witches and wizards going back to directly to Arthur and Guinevere Pendragon. After Arthur perished in battle Guinevere had a son. That son's name was Godric Gryffindor. Yes that's right the founder of Hogwarts. He was very powerful. There are books on our family in the potter vault. Read them. It is time for me to go. Just know I love you very much and I am very proud of you. Remember to live your life, have fun play some pranks."

He approached Harry floated up to him and embraced him with tears in his eyes.

With a wave he turned and disappeared back through the door way.

Moments later a Female figure with fiery red hair, Green Eyes and pointed ears stepped out. She walked with elegance. She approached Harry and in an ethereal voice she spoke:

"Harry, my little boy, you have grown so much. You have had such a hard life, I am so sorry for not being there for you. However, now is not the time for regrets! You have such a perilous journey ahead of you, many challenges await you. To help you on your way I shall give you a gift, Knowledge of your self. Your father has already told you that you were descended from Arthur Pendragon of Avalon on his side. Now I tell you something about my side. In my seventh year at Hogwarts, I had started to feel and sense things around me, magic if you will. I had read that this was an ability that Merlin had had. So I decided to take a linage potion. The potion revealed a background that I could not believe. I found that I had descended from High Elves. I had found that Petunia and I were stolen from our parents at birth by an evil Warlock. It seems our parents decided to leave the Elvin Island home of Atlantis and try to hide in the muggle world. The warlock was killed and my sister and I were put up for adoption. A Curse was placed upon us that blocked our magic, some how my magic started to leak at eleven and I was accepted into Hogwarts. After I figured out about the blocks I found a charm that would remove the rest of the blocks on my magic. It was a painful process. I succeeded, and on my seventh birthday I underwent the Elvin transformation of Tell'nok. This converts your magical energy to be in tuned with nature. My body changed as well, I stopped aging and got pointed ears. When you were reached 6 months your magic started to show in abundance. Your father and I decided it would be best to put a progressive magical block on you. It is a block that slowly disintegrated over time. However, on that fateful night in October the rebounded killing curse but a kind of screen over your magical block filtering you magic. So that only high emotional stress you would be able to access any of the higher power available to you. Elves can not die by magical means. The only way to kill an elf is to decapitate them. If an elf is struck by the killing curse their body and soul is transported back to the place of their birth. I sacrificed my self to make sure you lived I imbued you with my magic draining my life force. So, I was not returned to Atlantis. It is time that I return your magic to you. So you can follow your true destiny."

She stepped back and a golden light erupted from her and entered Harry. Harry started to grow brighter and brighter until nothing was seen except a golden globe of light. It was so bright that Hermione and Petunia fell to their knees covering their eyes. Lily seeing this turned to Petunia and Says, "Petunia, you do not deserve this after the way you treated my darling son, just know that even with you blatant jealousy I still love you very much, I give you a choice. Do you wish to be free of the curse that makes you no more than a squib, or do you wish to remain as you are?"

"Lily, please forgive me. I have a family now and Vernon would not accept me if I was to accept your gift. Please under stand I wish to Remain non magical."

"You understand this is only a one time choice?"

"I do and thank you"

Lily turned then to Hermione, "Rise Child, What do you feel for my son? I sense a connection between you."

Hermione looked to Harry who was still encased in light and whispered "I am in love with him, but he does not love me."

Lily approached Hermione, "Shush child, There is a connection, a bond, if you will between you made up of only love. He does not understand nor know that feeling it makes him afraid. He just needs your help to find it. Just be there for him and support him like you have in the past, he'll come around. I could not think of a better person suitable for my son. Be patient."

Lily turned back to the door way, looked toward Harry put two fingers to her lips and kissed them. And place them on his still glowing forehead. She whispered "I love you my baby boy stay in the present and await the future." She disappeared in to the door way.

Two more figures emerged out of the door way. Both were men, one was about six foot five wearing what seemed to be a suit of armor, with a three foot sword on his hip. The other was an old man he resembled the old headmaster that recently passed. HE had a long flowing white beard, a pair of small reading spectacles on the tip of his nose and a tall pointed magician's hat on his head.

The man in the armor approached the still glowing Harry, place his hand on Harry's Forehead and Exclaimed, " I Arthur Pendragon here by bestow you my gift of swordsmanship and all my knowledge of the old ways." There was a flash blue around the gold. Then Arthur took out his sword and placed the tip on Harry's shoulder and Proclaimed "Harry James Potter, son of Lily and James Potter, Child of Prophecy and heir of Magic, by birthright I proclaim you King of Avalon." He took the sword away and the glowing subsided.

After the Glowing Subsided Hermione noticed the changes in Harry, now he stood to about six feet, his shoulders were now broader; his arms were now showed muscle definition. HE was wearing a golden tunic, covered with what looked to be dragon hide. But what stood out the most was he now had shoulder length manageable hair, with pointed ears sticking out the side. On top of his head was a small crown; around his waist was a magnificent sword. She remembered that sword it was the sword he had used in the ally.

The old man stepped forward. "I am Emery, King of all the Elves, for a thousand years the Elvin people have been with out their ruler. As you are my last descendant I ask you to merge Avalon with the Elvin people. For Avalon is the center of all magic in the Wizarding world, if magic is to survive all magical creatures must be made equal. Avalon is the highest authority in the wizarding world, higher then all of the ministries combined. Ancient law proclaims that if the King of Avalon was to return to the wizarding world that all of the ministries must submit to his wishes. To help you along the way I will bestow you two gifts. First I shall give you power over the land, sea, fire and air. Second I give you the ability to Speak to every living creature on this planet. You are pure of heart, but you are young so I shall also leave you a guardian to help you on your way."

There was a flash, and a sliver and blue phoenix landed on Harry shoulder. The Bird trilled a greeting. How ever Harry understood what it said 'Harry, My boy. I see you got over my death easy enough'

"Professor Dumbledore!"