What made Harry shocked was not the silver flames, or the fact that the sword had set itself on fire, but that the flames didn't hurt. In fact, they felt... good. It was hard to describe. He cast a glance over at Baeldeth, who looked at him in shock, clearly seeing that Harry was not in any sort of pain.

"Is this supposed to happen?" Harry asked, struggling to shift his attention from the flames to Baeldeth.

"I really don't know," he said.

The silver flames quickly spread to Harry's entire body, encircling him. Harry was beginning to wonder if the flames would ever stop. Slowly, the flames burnt out, and the sword flung itself into Harry's hands.

"It has chosen you," said Bael, his mouth agape.

"Me? But I'm not an elf!" Harry exclaimed.

"But yet it did choose you," Bael replied. "The sword chooses the wizard."

Harry stood there, silently, holding the sword, thinking. A voice appeared in the back of his head that made Harry jump. It said, "Hello Master Harry, or should I say Mydeth?"

"What's wrong, My?" asked Bael.

"A voice... in my head... I think it's the sword," Harry said.

'It is the sword, and the sword has a name,' said the voice.

'Sorry, Dragonblaze.' Harry thought.

'Ugh. That fool told you my proper name,' replied the sword.

'Fool? You mean Bael? He's okay. What do you want me to call you?' Harry asked it.

'Blaze. Why do you think I set people on fire who don't belong to me?' The sword laughed.

'This is bizarre,' Harry thought.

'Don't forget I can here everything you think from now on,' teased the sword.

'Everything?'

'Everything,' replied the sword.

'So not even my thoughts are private anymore?' Harry asked it.

'I'm a sword, not a person. I can only communicate with you. I can here others, but they can't here me in their heads.' Blaze explained.

'But you seem like a person, and I wouldn't have thought swords would have been this smart. What's the deal?' asked Harry.

'Okay, you caught me. I am a special sword- a guardian sword, as that fool, I mean, man explained to you,' Blaze started. 'Guardian swords are special because they have spells and enchantments on them to make the swords able to speak to their owner. I believe that man already mentioned that. The thing is, I am even more special than the others.'

'How so?' Harry asked, curiously.

'I am actually a person, in a complicated sort of way.'

'Explain,' Harry ordered.

'You see, I made myself quite a few years back.'

'You made yourself?'

'I was an elf at one point. The Elven King, to be exact. Evlar was my name.'

'Evlar?' Harry asked. 'That sounds familiar.'

'It probably would be, young elf.'

'Young elf? I am certainly not an elf!' Harry exclaimed. 'I came from the Wizarding World to train!'

'You are most definitely an elf!' Harry heard in the back of his mind. He was starting to get used to having a conversation in his head. 'Or, at least, part elf.'

'Part elf?'

'Yes, are you deaf?' Harry's sword asked. 'Did it never occur to you that because you are the heir to all of the Hogwarts' Founders, you are Ravenclaw's heir too. And your cousin Zara told you that Ravenclaw was an elf! Even Neville Longbottom could make the connection!'

'I have tons of questions now,' thought Harry.

'So, ask them,' said the sword.

'Sorry, I forgot you could hear my thoughts. For one thing- I'm part elf?'

'I thought we already covered this,' the sword said, and sighed.

'So, then my mum was an elf?'

'Finally he gets it!' the sword exclaimed. 'Yes!'

'Then, I'm half-elf?' Harry asked.

'Yes!'

'And what did you mean, cousin Zara?'

'Ah, yes. Zara would be your cousin. Your grandfather, Eol, was married once before he married your grandmother, Kyla. Eol had a daughter by his first marriage- Ariala.'

'So Ariala was my mum's half-sister on her dad's side?'

'Correct.'

'Making her my Aunt?'

'Yes.'

'Wow...' Harry trailed off. 'Eol... that sounds familiar to me, somehow.'

'Gods! You still havn't figured it out? Eol is your grandfather!'

'My grandfather...'

'But Eol... Eol! But if Eol is my grandfather, that would make Kyla my grandmother, and Lylia my mother... But that can't be! That would make me royal!'

'Exactly. You ARE half-elven, AND the heir to the Gold and Silver lines.'

'Me? This is too much.'

'You are a prince, My.'

'A prince? But, but...'

'The crown of the Elven Kingdom- it is rightfully yours.'

'But I'm only half-elven!'

'It doesn't matter, you are still the rightful heir. If you wished to, you could march up to the palace right now and demand the crown.'

'Why would I want to do that?' Harry asked. 'As if I don't have enough not-normal about me to begin with, now all the sudden I am elven! And royalty! Why would I want the crown?'

'I think I like you,' Blaze said. 'You remind me a lot of myself at your age. My father was the King, and he kept telling me that I would have to become King someday. I didn't want to either.'

'But if you were King, then you must be...'

'Yes! You are my descendant too!'

'Evlar! Ravenclaw's husband!'

'Yes. Finally figured it out did you?'

'This is too much...'

Blaze laughed.

'And how did you know about Neville Longbottom?'

'And how do I know about Ronald Weasley and Hermione Grager? Or Collin Creevey or Sirius Black? Or perhaps Cho Chang?' The sword replied. Harry blushed at the last name- he couldn't believe he'd liked Cho at one point. He was completely over her now.

'The answer is simple,' Blaze said. 'Your life is like a book to me. The instant I bonded with you, I knew every detail of your life.'

'That's creepy.' Harry said.

'Sort of...'

Then, Baeldeth's voice brought him back to reality.

"My! What did the sword say?"

"Umm..." Harry said, and then related back what the sword had said to him.

"It all makes sense..." Bael said, and then kneeled down before Harry, saying "Your Royal Highness" in a whisper.

"Get up!" Harry commanded. "None of that! And please, please, please don't tell anyone else! I've got enough going on as it is!"

'Comical, that was.' Harry heard Blaze say in his mind. 'It reminds me of one time when I was fourteen, my best friend Jedin did the same thing. Of course, he was just teasing me.'

Harry ignored the voice. "Can we continue with the lesson?" he asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Bael said.

Harry sighed. "Is there a particular reason you keep calling me that, even after I told you not to?"

"Because Elves are required to respect the Royalty. I can't disrespect you, and even if I could, I wouldn't want to. It is a question of loyalty to the Elven Culture."

"What if I requested that you just called me My, and that you didn't say anything to anyone?"

"I could do that, My." Bael said.

"Good, now lets continue with the sword fighting lesson," Harry said eagerly.

"Okay, so now you've gotten a sword, but I'd like you to have two others to begin with. You can choose them tomorrow. Right now I'd like to teach you the basic sword fighting moves."

Bael showed Harry offensive tactics such as bashing, lunging, and slashing. He also showed him how to use decisiveness to his advantage. Then they proceeded to cover defensive tactics like the parry, dodge, and riposte. He showed him how to respond quickly to an opponent's move. Of course, they weren't using swords- they were using foils. It was less dangerous. Harry found that moving in his armor had gotten easier.

Harry continued attending training for a year, still not telling anyone of his Royal Status. Dumbledore had explained to him that the reason that Harry's friends couldn't know is because no one in the Wizarding World should know that Harry was training or Voldemort might get word of it. In fact, when Dumbledore had left, Harry had obliviated him too. No one in the Wizarding World now knew where he was.

Harry was progressing immensely in his classes. He could now speak Elven as fluently as the elves themselves. He had even adopted their accent, which was a bit American. He knew the entire Elven History, and all of the customs were now second-nature to him.

The magic in Harry's pendant had absorbed into him, giving him even more powers than before. Wandless Magic was his strongest area, as he was a mage. The Elven Spells he'd learnt (which was quite a few) all worked perfectly for him.

Harry had really come far in Sword Combat and Dueling. He was now able to fight Bael using Blaze and win. His mage powers had manifested so he didn't even feel his armor anymore. He had also acquired ten more swords in the month, three of which he'd made himself.

He could both Apparate and Teleport easily, and no longer needed his Invisibility Cloak to become invisible.

Harry was also a successful Aura-Reader. He could make the aura of a person appear to him, but also could make it go away. Harry, now known as Blaze because of the sword he carried, was now both a skilled Legilimens and Occlumens.

Another of Harry's powers turned out to be the ability to read other's minds. This was discovered during one of Ayden's Binns-Like lessons, when he had suddenly heard Ayden's thoughts. He was so surprised he'd jumped up out of his chair and fallen to the floor. The chair had put a nice sized hole through the wall, and Harry had gotten a nice, big bruise.

However, cuts and bruises were nothing for Harry who found out he also had the power to Heal. He could mend his own injuries in seconds effortlessly, and without potions. He could also heal others, but doing so exhausted his energy.

Harry had just begun Animagus Training. He surprised Ayden by turning into a silver and blue phoenix. People didn't normally turn into magical creatures. Harry also discovered that he had more than one form. In fact, he had a total of five. A phoenix, a unicorn, a dragon, an owl, and a black panther.

Yet this was not the full extent of Harry's powers. For one, he was a Metamorphmagus. He could also change his voice to fit the person he was "morphing" into. Harry used this constantly to annoy Bael, who had become like an Uncle to him. Harry would turn himself into an extremely fat man, or a girl, or one of many, many people he knew. It got to the point where Bael never knew if the person he was speaking to was Harry or not.

Another thing, Harry was an elemental, controlling Fire, Water, and Air. This was particularly useful, because he could control the weather.

Harry feared that he might have even more powers than these that hadn't manifested yet. Apparently, it takes a year and two months for a mage to fully manifest his powers from the time that they discover them. Harry was actually a bit scared.

Harry had also become very close to Zara, Ana, and Karo. Caelemar seemed to be softening up a bit, too. Ariala was like the mother he never had. He had also become very good friends with Eil, Keth, Cass, Dre, Raquis, and Tahlwyn and a number of other elves.

Hedwig had turned up one day, and she had gotten along especially well with Harry's dog, Kor. Harry had also found and healed an Elven Water Snake, which he'd kept as a pet after asking the snake if it was okay. Ana was afraid of it, however, so Harry had to tell it to stay in his room and not to scare her. Zara thought it was cool, and he often caught her in his room playing with it. It was a tiny little thing, named Raven because it was raven black in color with little stripes of silver down its body.

And, although Harry really didn't want to admit it, his looks had also changed. He no longer needed glasses, his hair was shoulder-length and no longer messy, and he was no longer the scrawny little kid. He had grown about a foot, and had become very muscular due to all of the intense training. The elven girls swooned over him, and Harry was worried about what would happen when he went back to Hogwarts. Somehow, he figured, it would be even worse there.

Harry was really enjoying himself, and loved learning all of the new things. He had just another year before he would go back to the Wizarding World. He missed his friends terribly, but managed not to think about it much when he thought about how it had only been about two and a half weeks there.

Harry walked from Caelemar's house down to the training center, thinking about his friends, but being careful not to picture himself with them. He didn't want a repeat of what had happened nearly a year ago.

"Eil!" he called out. "What's up?"

"Nothing much- Happy Birthday, by the way."

"Wow- I guess it is my birthday!" Harry exclaimed.

"Z- you didn't even remember your own birthday?"

"Guess not," Harry replied.

"I got you something," Eil said, handing Harry a small, wrapped package. Harry opened it to find a small dagger, and engraved on the handle was "Blaze".

"Thanks Eil!" Harry exclaimed. As everyone knew, Harry loved getting new swords and daggers and such.

"I knew you'd like it," Eil said smiling.

"Damn right I do." Harry replied.

As they entered the Training Hall, Harry muttered "See you later" to Eil and headed up to the top floor for his daily workout in the gym. His schedule had changed quite a bit from that of a year ago.

Harry lifted weights for three quarters of an hour, than took a quick run around the town. He then went back and stretched a bit so his muscles didn't tighten up. He than went to the sword-fighting arena that had been added when Harry had been there for six months. It was in a building adjacent to the Training Center. Harry would be facing Polymithus today, the top-swordfighting champion in the Elven Realm. Harry was a bit nervous.

He changed into his armor, which to him felt feather light, and unsheathed Dragonblaze, who he had taken to calling Dragon after everyone had started calling him Blaze. He waited about ten minutes talking to Bael about strategy. Then, the match was announced. Harry walked out into the arena and bowed to Polymithus.

'This'll be interesting,' said Blaze to Harry.

"Go!" said the Ref.

Polymithus lunged his sword at Harry, who dodged to avoid it. Harry then switched to offensive mode as he thrust his sword toward Polymithus. His opponent parried, then attempted a slash, but failed because his timing was completely off. Harry soon fell into a sequence of movements.

"Lunge, parry, thrust, duck, block, strike, parry, slash, riposte, bash, dodge, lunge, parry."

Clang of sword on sword could be heard.

"Lunge, parry, thrust, duck, block, strike, parry, slash, riposte, bash, dodge, lunge, parry."

Harry's speed and agility matched that of Polymithus', but Harry's timing was far better.

"Lunge, parry, thrust, duck, block, strike, parry, slash, riposte, bash, dodge, lunge, parry."

Polymithus, however, was excellent at blocking Harry's blows.

"Lunge, parry, thrust, duck, block, strike, parry, slash, riposte, bash, dodge, lunge, parry."

Over and over it went until Harry suddenly switched his sequence, surprising Polymithus.

Harry thrust his sword towards his opponent, which hit the part of his arm not protected by armor. Polymithus grabbed his arm in a cry of pain, and in doing so, dropped his sword.

"And Blaze is the winner!" announced a voice.

Harry quickly healed Polymithus' wound, and shook his hand.

"Good match," he commented.

"Yeah," agreed Polymithus. "That was really clever, switching out of your sequence that fast like you did."

"Trademark move," Harry replied with a smile.

"I just might have to steal it from you," Polymithus replied jokingly.

"Just try." Harry said.

Bael and Eil approached him, and Polymithus left to get out of his heavy armor. "Excellent, Z!"

"Thanks," Harry said.

"That was bloody brilliant!" exclaimed Eil.

"It wasn't that good," Harry said modestly. "I know I could have done better."

"You won!" said Eil incredulously.

"Yeah, but that aimed blow towards the end was a bit shaky."

"Who cares? YOU WON!"

Harry sighed. "I guess."

"Oh yeah," Bael interjected. "Happy Birthday Blaze!"

"Thanks."

"I got you something!" Bael exclaimed excitedly as he handed My a box with holes poked in the top.

"Thanks!"

Harry lifted the lid off, and inside was a small black snake with lavender stripes.

What is your name? Harry hissed at it.

I don't have one, master the snake responded.

First, call me Blaze. And second, what do you want to be called?

What are my choices? asked the snake.

Are you male or female?

A female!

Um... how about Aphrodite?

Too long.

Echo?

Bor-ing

Shadow?

No.

Do you have any other snakes?

Just one.

What is it called?

Raven.

Raven- I like that name.

Well, I can't very well have two snakes called Raven, can I?

But I like the name Raven! the snake hissed.

What about... Ariel.

Ariel... that is a pretty name.

Okay, then you'll be called Ariel Harry said, and then looked up at Bael and Eil. They hated it when Harry started speaking parseltongue because they couldn't understand it, and it sounded creepy.

"It says it wants to be called Ariel."

"All that for it telling you its name was Ariel?" Eil asked confused.

"No, she didn't have a name, so we were trying to pick one she liked. Only, she liked the name Raven. But I told her I couldn't have two snakes with that name."

Eillon started laughing. "You've got a very opinionated snake there."

Watch it, buddy. Just because you can't understand me doesn't mean I can't understand you! Ariel hissed.

"She says 'Watch it, buddy. Just because you can't understand me doesn't mean I can't understand you!' Haha Eil. My snake has it in for you."

This caused Eil to laugh even harder.

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Twenty minutes later, Harry was in the training hall dueling with Bael.

"I win again!" he announced as he disarmed Bael.

"I've created a monster," Bael muttered.

"You know you love me," Harry teased.

Bael left the room to change out of his dueling robes and into his training robes, while Harry just snapped his fingers and he was changed.

Harry then decided to have some fun. After all, it WAS his birthday.

He morphed into Bael's wife, Kilia and changed his voice to hers. Baeldeth walked back into the room, and upon seeing his wife, he smiled.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"You mean... you don't want me to visit you at work?" Harry said, mock sobbing.

"No, no sweetie. That's not what I meant at all."

"Really?" Harry asked, choking back a snigger.

"Really. I was just wondering why you came because you usually don't. And where did Blaze get to?"

"I came to tell you that..." Harry changed his voice, and slowly morphed back into himself. He laughed. "That was fun."

"HARRY POTTER!" exclaimed Bael, looking as though he wanted to attack him. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TURNING INTO OTHER PEOPLE TO TRICK ME?"

Harry morphed into six-year-old Ana. "You said it wasn't very nice of me, and that I shouldn't do it again."

"Then why do you insist on continuing to do it?" Bael asked sternly.

Harry morphed into King Mallon and said "Because it is fun," then changed back to himself and said. "Besides, it's my birthday."

"That it is."

At this point, they walked out of the dueling room in the training center and into the hallway. Eil was running toward them.

"Attack," he said trying to catch his breath. "At the palace. King Mallon... dead."

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Meanwhile, back in the Wizarding World, two and a half weeks had passed. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had each received a gift two and a half weeks ago, but they had had no clue whom the gifts were from until Ginny had seen the inscription on her pendant "Love, Harry". They had still been a bit apprehensive about the whole thing because someone dangerous could have sent it to them, but after the adults performed checks on the pendant, they'd only seen that it had a protective charm on it, and that if a Death Eater tried to touch her, they'd feel the Cruciatus. Molly Weasley agreed instantly that Ginny could wear it.

Ron's broomstick and Hermione's book had also passed the Order's inspection, and they were allowed to keep them. Dumbledore had appeared one day not knowing where he'd sent Harry. So, no one knew where he was, only that he was most likely safe.

Also, one day, Ginny and Ron had disappeared for about ten seconds, and then re-appeared. Only Hermione had witnessed it, and they'd shrugged it off as accidental magic.

Hermione and Ginny were currently located in their bedroom at Grimnauld Place, and Ginny was sobbing.

"I miss Harry."

"Pull yourself together, Gin. He'll be here soon."

"But I miss him so much"

"It's only been two and a half weeks, and I miss him too. But wherever he is, he's got a good reason to be there."

"I'm just worried about him."

"Term starts in two and a half more weeks. I just know he'll show up there." Hermione said comfortingly.

"Really?"

"I'm sure of it."

"Okay," said Ginny, starting to smile. "I just have to find something to do for two and a half weeks until term starts."

"That's the sprit," Hermione said as they walked downstairs to the kitchen for dinner.

A/N: Wow. A month already. Sorry about the long update wait. I have two evil teachers- English and Math- that assign us like a pound of homework a night. I've already had to write seven English essays on seven different Shakespearian plays describing how Shakespeare used his writing style to make the play more dramatic and comparing it to today's modern plays. Of course, I had to read and UNDERSTAND those plays first. On top of two essays on Lord of the Flies and A Separate Peace. Now I'm in the middle of reading A Tale of Two Cities, essay on that due on Monday. Arg. I'm only in 9th grade! And I've only been in school a month! Less than a month! I'm never going to survive this class. I have absolutely no spare time. And I get like, a chapter a night in math problems. Arg. On top of the homework from all my other classes. I wish I had a study hall.

Okay, now that I'm done ranting about my English teacher.... I hope you read this chapter carefully, especially when its explaining how Harry progressed over the year. It'll be important later. Oh yeah, Harry is no longer called Mydeth as you can see from this chapter- he is now called Blaze. His close friends call him Z. Just thought I'd clarify in case you didn't get that...

Please review and let me know what you think! And sorry if this chapter wasn't the best, I wrote it in a bit of a rush, about five minutes at a time, so if things don't quite make sense, don't blame me. I have no spare time now. Damn.

Review Responses! :

Nogoalielikeme: thanks for reviewing! I am really glad you like it. To be honest, I have NEVER read the LOTR books or seen the movies. I'm just a harry potter freak. As soon as I get some spare time that I'm not spending on writing this, I'll try and read your story.

Holimontski: glad you like it! I will be sticking with the story, but if the updates are infrequent, blame it on my English teacher.

Callie Marie Black: lol- sort of a cliffie this time too. Sorry- hehe. And there definitely will be Harry/Ginny fluff, just not yet. I'm not too good at writing fluff, you know?

Liquidfyre: lol- I am glad that I am privileged enough to be threatened to be pummeled by a penguin. The penguin picture you offered was VERY inspirational- thanks. Hehe. Glad you like it!

Gatsu87645: yeah, I sort of meant it to be a bit stupid. I've got my reasons. I also wrote it pretty fast. I'm thinking of revising it.

Lady of Masbolle: yes! You guessed it! Hermione, Ginny and Ron were very surprised at reveiving the gifts. And Harry couldn't take them back! He's not that mean. Hehe. Thanks for reviewing!

Discombobulatedperson: lol- glad you liked it! Silver flames are most definitely good. I hope a month isn't too long- it's my English teacher's fault. Hehe.

Robo22: more swords coming up later! I promise! And Ginny called Harry Mydeth when she was commentating because he'd told her that's what he went by, and she was using the players full names.

Shadow of a Cat: lol- because it was fated to happen! Thanks for reviewing!

Hpfreakout: Lol. The article was meant to be a bit odd- I have my reasons (grins evily). And I never said I made Draco evil... oops. I shouldn't have said that. Consider it a hint. Glad you like the story!

Lady Lily3: glad you like it! From now until Harry goes to hogwarts you'll only be seeing Ron, Hermione and Ginny once more- talking on the train, most likely. Hint. Hehe. thanks for the review!

Tanydwr: yes, it was an evil cliffie. Hehe. I'm evil like that. And Rita Skeeter is definitely evil. You guessed correctly. She IS gonna get it. Badly. Glad you like it! Thanks for the review!

The Red Dragons Order: glad you like it! I will definitely be keeping it up!

Hpfanchrissy1502: thanks! Sorry about making you wait so long to find out what happened to the sword. Hehe. I'll try to get the next chapter out soon, but you never know with my English teacher (makes a fist and wishes I could punch him in the face). Grr. Thanks for the review and glad you like it!

Elvengoddess696: glad you liked it the last chapter! Lucky- you're a junior. I'm only a little freshman. Lol. Oh well. I agree- my summer was dull too- but that's always better than having twenty English essays in a month... lol.

Physicsfan: good job! I thought I made it fairly obvious. Hehe. Harry IS royal. Lylia IS Lily. Thanks for reviewing!

Volleypickle16: glad you liked it! I hope this wasn't too long of a wait...

Please review and let me know what you think! I'd really appriciate it- I love getting reviews!