A/N Thanks for your reviews and support. I hope everyone is well with the virus going on.

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Harrison's POV

It took Greengrass over an hour to heal the injuries he could. For the ones that had healed wrong the man suggest they do it after Harrison had his talk with his father. As much as he would like to the boy knew there was no avoiding this conversation.

As soon as the door had closed behind the healer his father had collapsed into his chair. He looked every bit of his age at that moment. Harrison had been so focused on himself he didnt realize the toll everything was taking on his father.

Things weren't easy for either of them. His father blamed himself for the years that they had missed. Blamed himself for every scar and injury and could be seen on the boy's body.

Charlus inquired rubbing at his eyes, "How did they happen? I know you don't want to share your secrets with me but I want to help you."

Harrison considered the man's words carefully. Everything he had seen confirmed that his father was a good man. Charlus Potter did not seem to believe in fate. Instead, he forged his own path in life. If Dumbledore had his way all Potter's would be Gryffindors. Yet Dorea Potter nee Black was a Slytherin and so was Harrison.

Harrison answered after a moment, "It started a few days before Halloween of my first year at least the worst of it did. I had just come from practicing magic with Severus when James and his friends found me. I was searching for a way to escape on the seventh floor when suddenly a door appeared. I went through it into a room."

Harrison gave the man the basics of what happened that day. His father listened intently never interrupting. He had to be grateful for if he was interrupted he wasn't sure he could continue.

A dark look crossed his father's face when Harrison spoke of the first jump. Time seemed to be a fickle thing to a supposed Old One.

Charlus said when Harrison finished, "So you already have the ability to move through time. I thought that was something that had to be taught from one Old One to another."

"You knew?!"

Charlus smiled as he admitted, "The Lords of the Potter family have always known about the moving through time. The knowledge of its existence is typically only passed from Lord to Heir. Though I have yet to tell James the full extent of an Old One's powers. He isn't mature enough to handle knowledge. Or keep it to himself for that matter."

Harrison sat back in his chair. This was not what he expected when he began this conversation. With the man's already expansive knowledge on how time jumping worked it was possible he could gain a handle on the ability. Stop himself from going through different time periods without meaning to. To no longer be stuck in a dangerous time.

Still trusting someone was not in his instincts. There was a large chance that the man would betray him. So did he take the chance or keep trying to make it on his own?

Charlus sighed rubbing at his eyes tiredly, "Let's hold this conversation off for another day. That will allow you to collect your thoughts. Tonight we will heal your broken bones that healed badly. Tomorrow you can tell me what you're willing to trust me with. You don't have to say everything. Not yet at least but try to trust me with some of it. Both you and young Snape have been through a lot. I only wish to understand and help."

Lyon's POV

Once again they had their seventh son of a seventh son. Most people thought it was a rare event. If they only knew the truth.

The battle between Light and Dark had been going on for millennia. Old One's like himself were weary from the wars. From watching their greatest weapon die time and time again. The only solace they received was that every seventh of a seventh was stronger than the last.

Three hundred years prior one such seventh son had enough of the battles. He was a blacksmith by trade sought after all across the lands for his skill. Merriman remembered when he had been told by a Lord he was looking after that the man had gone missing. Unlike most of the seventh sons, this one had not jumped at the chance to make a name for himself. He turned his back on the fighting between Light and Dark.

It was only when the Grey Lady another Old One asked him to look into his disappearance did he get involved. By that time the trail had gone stone cold. It took two years of physical tracking to find the man. By that time it was already too late.

Similar but different at the same time with how the Slytherin heir had done the blacksmith split his soul and power. If it had been done in murder the blacksmith would have wandered the realm. It would have broken the line of power between seventh sons. The line of power no longer growing stronger as it had done for millennia.

Instead, the boy had fractures his soul in six entire pieces by pure force of will. Each going into pieces of what he called signs then scattered throughout time and space. Magic had blessed this fracture as the only way to truly end the war.

According to the letter that Merriman had found with the body. Only a true seventh of a seventh who was willing to look past the obvious and see the truth would be called to the six Signs. Only when the first sign calls to him on his 14th birthday should they allow him to read The Book of Gramarye.

The Book of Gramarye was something of a rite of passage for all the Old Ones. It taught all the new Old Ones everything about their powers, and through it, they experience the magical spells. While it didnt replace experience using them it was a place to start.

The Book of Gramarye is protected by an enchanted device of a pendulum a longcase clock. That if touched, will detonate and destroy any human that attempts to gain access to the book. This powerful book is further protected in that it is written in the Old Speech, which only an Old One can read and understand.

If it were to ever fall into the wrong hands the Old One's would be in trouble. All of their secrets were within that book. It was why they protected it so heavily.

Merriman truly had to wonder if their current seventh son was truly the one. The Grey Lady seemed to think he was. So far she had not thought highly of any of the previous. His own judgment of the boy notwithstanding he trusted her. Which meant he would have to make peace with the boy.

That was easier said than done. Charlus would not allow him anywhere near the youngest right now. He would have to wait until Harrison returned to Hogwarts.