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Harrison's POV

The next morning he was shook awake by Severus. For a brief moment his groggy mind thought they were back in the Welsh plains. It was their last time jump before returning to their original.

He let out a groan as he rolled over and pushed himself up. Severus said, "Professor Dumbledore is going to have the other Professors test our knowledge. They want to make sure we are ready for fourth year."

Harrison stood as he replied, "They will be in for a surprise then. We both learned from the strongest wizards into history."

He pulled out his nightshirt revealing a toned chest with silvery scars crisscrossing all across his chest. Scars that came from spells or weapons. It did not matter. They were proof that he lived.

On the right side of his chest just below the collarbone stood a tattoo. It was that of a black jackal. Severus had a similar tattoo except his was panther. Their animagus forms taught to them by Salazar during their third time step through to the Founder's time.

As he changed into a plain black shirt and dress pants he hesitated. His hands on the belt he had worn for the last two years.

The words of Olivander echoing in his mind, "You should consider getting a belt, Mr. Evans. I'm sure it will come in handy later."

The belt had the same spiral that went on forever in it. It held some meaning that he couldn't understand. There were six looks that looked like they were meant to hold something in them.

Shaking his head from the thoughts he began to pull his belt through the loops of his pants. Once it was fitted to him he grabbed a Slytherin robe.

When he turned around he found Severus watching him. The older boy said, "Let's get this over with. They don't know us like they used to."

Harrison grabbed his wand as he replied, "Let's go."

The two boys left the room and found the common room empty. The other students had gone to the Great Hall. Eyes were immediately on them when they entered. Students from all four Houses had seen their reappearance yesterday. They were curious to see what would happen now.

Without a care he and Severus made their way to the Slytherin table. There was a noticeable gap at the middle of the table. It seemed that everyone had moved down slightly to give them space.

From what they remembered of the Slytherin hierarchy that was where the king sat. The entire house was recognizing him as the king. They might not like him but they would follow the code.

When outside the common room the House stood together. They never let their difference be shown. So he didn't hesitate to take his seat and Severus sat at his right side.

Rabastan Lestrange said his brown eyes on Harrison's green ones, "Its been awhile since anyone has seen either of you. Most of us thought you were dead. They think you cheated in the duel. But I know better. That was galician spell most notably used by the smaller Irish communities."

Or used in the Welsh isles over 500 years ago. He learned to speak galician fluently. So had Severus who was ignoring the questioning glances.

Harrison smiled wolfishly, "Se queres coñecer os meus segredos, terás que gañar a miña confianza. Volva Lestrange ou estarás queimado."

Severus hid a snort behind a cough into his coffee. Lestrange glared at the other boy but he wasn't fazed by the glare.

Severus sneered, "You won't be able to get information easily. We are not the same naive first years we were before."

Harrison sighed, "Déixao, Severus. Non se merece entrar con el."

Severus growled back, "Son a razón pola que tardou tanto en gañar o control da súa maxia. E o orfanato que o tratou como un demo. Non vas a voltar?"

Harrison denied, "Cal é o punto? Cambiaría o que pasou. Todo sucede por unha razón. Recordas?"

They had the entire table's attention now. The two boys ignored them in favor of eating. It was the first time that they had a real meal in months.

Months of being stuck in the early tenth century had taken its toll. Both boys had lost almost twenty pounds. Stepping through time for them was unpredictable. They could be there for a few hours, days, or even months. They never knew when they would end up.

His honed senses picked up how quiet the hall went. How there were footsteps were coming straight for them. By the heaviness it was an adult male.

He was not surprised when the footsteps stopped behind him. Harrison turned slightly his wand against arm ready to be drawn. The man was Merriman his grey eyes on the boy in front of him.

Harrison cocked his head slightly to the side. There was something unfamiliar in the grey eyes.

What did the man want? He made it clear years ago, Harrison wasn't worth his time.

The man said in a low gravely tone, "I have been granted permission by the Headmaster to take you to Gringotts. It shouldn't take long and you will be back in time for your exams."

"If I refuse," inquired Harrison with narrowed eyes.

"Don't you want to know who you are?"

Harrison growled angrily, "I know who I am. All an inheritance test would say is what I was born."

Yes he wanted to know if he had family. All he ever wanted since he was a small child was to have one. Just like any orphan would. He wanted to know why they gave him up. That would not tell him who he was however.

Merriman sighed, "It would tell us if you have a family however."

For a brief moment their was a battle of wills between them. Lyon was wanting him to go. Harrison wanted to disappear out of this time. He didn't care where they went. Anywhere was better than here.

It was Severus's hand on his shoulder and a quick look at his friend that stopped the battle. He had to know and the only way to find out was to go with the old man.

"Fine but on my terms. Severus has to come with us."

"Deal."

A bargain was struck and things would never be the same again.

A/N these are the translations.

1. If you want to know my secrets, you will have to earn my trust. Back off Lestrange or you will get burned.

2. Leave him be, Severus. Getting into it with him isn't worth it.

3. They are the reason it took so long for you to gain control over your magic. That and the orphanage who treated you like a demon. Are you not going to get back at them?

4. What's the point? It would change what happened. Everything happens for a reason. Remember?