"She… she was murdered by Voldemort when I was one."
There was a long pause.
"Why?" he asked.
"I'd better start from the beginning," Harry said, sighing. "After Lylia left to speak to Dumbledore, which I'm sure that you remember, she was walking through Diagon Alley, (a popular Wizarding shopping place) and she was caught in crossfire and was hit by a spell. It was a Memory Charm, shot by a Death Eater attempting to remove people's memories to make it easier to convince them to join Voldemort. She became unconscious and when she was found about two hours later by an incompetent mediwitch, the witch mistook her for a muggle and, because she could not remember who she was, took her to a muggle orphanage."
Harry paused- "Do you follow me so far? This is sort of confusing."
"Yes. Please continue," Eol answered.
"Well, a few months later, she was adopted by a muggle family- the Evanses. They already had one daughter- named Petunia, but could not have any more and wanted to adopt a sister for Petunia. By this time, a crack had appeared in the Memory Charm and Lylia was able to remember that her name sounded like Lily, which is what the Evanses called her. That was when Lily was twelve. When she turned thirteen, she received a letter from Hogwarts and in September, began school there as a transfer student. She married about a year out of school. A year and a half later, I was born. However, due to a prophecy, Voldemort was after me. They had to go into hiding. Not long after, her husband's friend betrayed them to Voldemort and he came to kill me."
By this time, both Eil and Bael were listening closely too. Harry, after discovering the entire story, had not told them. This was their first time hearing it as well.
"My Dad told her to take me and run, while he fought off Voldemort. But as they say, once Voldemort decides to kill you, you don't live. After he had killed my father, he came upstairs to where she was with me. I was only a year old at this point. He told her to stand aside. But she pleaded with him, telling him to take her instead. So, he killed her. And then he tried to kill me. But he couldn't. The curse rebounded off of me, and weakened him. So much so, that he was out of power for thirteen years."
"You're…" Eol said, slowly recalling the story of the boy-who-lived.
"Harry Potter," Harry replied.
"But then…" Eol looked very confused, as if there was something he was trying to work out in his head, but the information Harry had given him in the last few minutes was too much to absorb.
Harry laughed. "Lily… erm… Lylia married James Potter, my dad."
Eil interrupted. "Why is Harry the heir to the throne if you are his Grandfather?"
"That would be because his Grandmother was the heir, not me. I was a commoner, until we fell in love and got married."
"Yes," Eil pressed. "But you King at one point."
"Yes, I was. But after Lylia disappeared and Kyla died, I stepped down. Who was I to be kidding myself? I hadn't really wanted to be King in the first place, but I loved her so much I'd do anything for her."
"Kind of sounds like Harry over here," Eil commented, smirking slightly.
"Shut up, Eil." Harry said, wiping the smirk off Eil's face.
"But seriously Z, you'd better hope Ginny loves you as much as you love her. Then again, you always have your fan club if that relationship doesn't work out. Just pick one of them- they'd marry you in an instant."
"I said shut up, Eil." Harry said. Eil's smirk did not fade from his face this time, and remained firmly plastered on his face. "I can't help it that you're jealous."
"Knock it off you two!" Bael said. He then turned to Eol. "Seriously, these two fight like brothers."
"I'm confused." Eol commented, looking at Eil. "His name is Harry… so why did you call him 'Z'?"
"Why don't I let you answer that question," Eil said as Harry looked at him.
"Gods, Eil…" he replied, and glanced at Eol. "Well, umm… when I came here a year ago to train, I received the elven name Mydeth to make me… blend in… more. Then, when I started swordsmanship, I tried out the sword Dragonblaze, and it didn't set me on fire. So I got the nickname Blaze, and that's what I am called now. Except my close friends here call me Z. Guess they're just to lazy to pronounce the other letters."
"But then you…" Eol started.
"There must be a lot of shocking realizations for you today," commented Eil. "Your daughter is dead, you've got a grandson, he's Harry Potter, and, oh yeah, he's about the most powerful half elf in the world. Not to mention he just beat out Polymithus in a sword fight."
"Eil!" exclaimed Bael, reprimanding him for being insensitive.
"No, it's okay." Eol laughed. "What he said was pretty true. This is a pretty shocking day for me." He turned to Harry. "You do know that you have your mother's eyes, don't you?"
Harry suppressed a snort. He started laughing, saying "Yeah. I've been told about thousands of times. I don't know why it is that people find it so interesting, but I get reminded about once a week. In the Wizarding World, that is. I think you're probably the first to tell me here, though."
"I wonder…" said Eol, "Do you happen to have a photograph of her?"
"Actually, I think I have a whole album."
Harry summoned the photo album that Hagrid had given to him in his first year from his bedroom back at the house. Harry continued to live with Caelemar, Ariala, Zara, Ariana, and Karo, even though he had been given the option to rent an apartment now that he was technically seventeen. He found his mini-apartment in their house more comfortable than any other apartment he could imagine. Besides, he had grown very close to the family, especially Zara, Ana, and Karo.
"Here you go," Harry said, handing over the album to Eol. "It was given to me when I was eleven years old as a gift."
Eol opened the album, and began to slowly page through it. When he was finished, he handed it back to Harry and said, "Thank you."
"No problem," Harry replied as he summoned it back to his room.
"Umm… If you don't mind my asking," started Eol. "Who are your two friends here?"
"Oooh! Sorry! This is Eil and that's Bael. Bael's my trainer- Eil's my friend."
"Okay, I think I understand a bit better now."
"Sorry if I confused you at all."
Eol turned to Bael. "You you're Blaze's trainer… I know he'd good in swordsmanship, but how is he in the other areas?"
"Do you really want to know that?" asked Harry, fully aware that Bael would feel no guilt in telling Eol about Harry's soon-to-be status as a Level 16 Elemental Mage.
"Why wouldn't he?" asked Bael. "Blaze is a very talented individual."
"I'd say," muttered Eil.
"He controls Fire, Water, Air, and in three days will fully be able to control Earth."
"Here he goes again," muttered Harry.
"He is a Metamorphmagus and had the 'Copycat' ability."
"Every single time…"
"He has five (soon to be six) animagus forms"
"Why me…"
"…skilled in Legilimency and Occlumency…"
"…might as well just kill myself…"
"…outstanding aura reader…"
"…oh geez…"
"…can apparate and teleport without spoken commands, can become invisible…"
"…for the love of the gods…"
"…a natural in wandless magic and deuling…"
"…why doesn't he just publish a book with all of my 'accomplishments?'…"
"…speaks Elven, Parseltounge, Gnomish and the Pheonix language fluently, in addition to English…"
"…then I wouldn't have to hear this every time…"
"…a seer…"
"… I hope he stops soon…"
"…only person with the ability to heal faeries…"
"…thank gods its almost over…"
"AND he's a Class 12 elemental mage!"
"Class Twelve?" exclaimed Eol, shocked.
"Soon to be Class Sixteen!" put in Eil, smirking again.
"How?" asked Eol, confused.
"You know Zama, right?" Bael asked.
"Of course. Such a shame…"
"He left Blaze here his powers, so that's why he will be able to control the fourth element and why all of his powers will be enhanced."
"Is there anything you can't do?" asked Eol, still overwhelmed.
"Um… I'm not very good at Cedor."
"That's an understatement," said Eil, laughing. Cedor was a newly created Elven sport modeled after Quidditch. Instead of being played on brooms, it was played on bewitched carpets. Other differences included that there was no seeker position- much like the muggle sport soccer, it was a one-hour game. However, instead of bludgers to knock you off your broom, invisible balls of air were flung at you from members of the opposing team on the ground. Also, instead of three goal-posts, there were seven.
"Hey! Quidditch isn't meant to be adapted!"
"He's also a horrible cook," added Bael.
"Hey!" Harry exclaimed.
"Yeah- the one time he tried to cook when I was there, he burnt the salad."
"How do you burn a salad?" questioned Eol. "I would have thought that to be near impossible."
"I was boiling pasta and I accidentally stuck the salad bowl on the fire instead of the pasta pan. Easy mistake!" Harry defended himself.
"Not really."
"Well, I'm not used to cooking the elven way." Harry said.
"Sorry, that excuse may have worked before, but you've been here a little over a year. You've had plenty of time to get adapted," Eil retorted.
"I'm really not a bad cook- I swear. With muggle appliances, I'm pretty good. I'll prove it to you some day."
Eil and Bael laughed at the thought of eating another one of Harry's meals. The last time (in addition to burning the salad), he had undercooked the chicken, the rice had been soggy, and for dessert, they'd had store-bought chocolate chip cookies because Harry had left the ones he was making on the fire while he tried to put out the flames in the salad.
"Not to mention the fact that he's not very good at mathematics," Bael added.
"Thanks guys," Harry commented.
"And actually, he can be a very depressing person to be around sometimes," Eil chirped in. "Always complaining about how complicated and confusing his life is and how he wishes that he could just be normal."
"Alright already!" Harry exclaimed. "Gods! I'd march out of this house right now and go declare myself King if you'd just shut up!"
"Okay!" Eil exclaimed.
"No…" Harry said. "I was just joking."
"Be that as it may," Eil said with a smirk on his face, "I recorded what you just said with my wand."
"No you didn't." Harry said, thinking that the recording on Eil's wand would go blank.
"Did too!" Eil said, as he muttered the spell to play back the recording. When all that came up was fuzz, he exclaimed "Not again!"
"Not again what?" asked Eol. This was certainly his day to be confused.
"He's done this before!" Eil cried. "He can erase my wand with his mind. Heck, he could pretty much do anything with his mind. I can't even trick him into doing anything because he knows what I am thinking."
"Not true!" Harry exclaimed. "I hate knowing what people are thinking. It's creepy. I just block my mind- no one can get in, and I can't get into others."
"That's a useful little trick," Eol commented.
"Tell me about it," Harry said.
"But seriously, Z." Eil said. "You should definitely go for it."
"Go for what?" Harry asked, playing dumb.
"Don't. You know what I mean."
"Fine! If it'll get you to quit bugging me, I'll go jump off the next bridge I see!"
"No need for that," Eil said grinning, knowing he had won. "You just need to make a public statement that you are royal."
Harry groaned. 'Great,' he thought.
"You know what I think?" Eol asked. "I think this is what Kyla and my daughter would have wanted."
"I agree," said Bael at once.
"Me too," Eil said.
"Fine. You guys win."
"Yes!" Eil said, a bit immaturely.
"And I know that you aren't going to like this," Eol said, "but if I would step up as soon as possible before one of the Dark Elves do."
"Fine, fine, fine." Harry sighed. "Whatever you guys want."
"You know, Z, I might not be a very 'logical' person, but if I were you, I'd just accept this right now and focus on being the best King I can. You don't want to be a horrible King, do you?"
Harry thought about what Eil had said for a minute. Then he looked up and said, "You know what, Eil? I think you are right."
Poor Eil was so taken aback, that he fell off his chair. "What?", he said, stuttering.
"I said I figure that you're right."
"Me?" Eil asked.
"Yes, you." Harry said laughing.
"Me? Right?" Eil began laughing too. "That's got to be the first time you've ever said that."
"Shut up."
"You know what?" Eol asked. "This is still a lot… I have a grandson… but anyway, maybe we should go consult the High Councilor on this matter. Blaze, you'll be required to take a blood test, just to let you know."
"Yay!" Harry exclaimed sarcastically. Then he added "Oh well. Lets just get this whole this over with." Harry stood up.
"Sorry to tell you, but when you become King, you're King for your entire life. It'll never be 'over with'." Bael said.
"Darn." Harry said. "In that case, I think I'll delay this as much as possible." Harry made like he was going to sit down again, but Eil (for once) was way ahead of him. He quickly placed a shocking charm on the chair and an invisible bolt of electricity shocked Harry as he sat down.
"No fair!" Harry exclaimed as he leaped back up.
"To the castle!" Eil exclaimed, and teleported. Harry sighed, and followed, behind him Bael and Eol.
An hour and a half later, the four were in the High Councilor Maltar's office. Maltar was the only member of the previous Advisory Council to have survive. Harry had already explained his story to Maltar.
Harry was seated next to Maltar, who at the end of Harry's story, had seemingly spontaneously stuck Harry with a blunt syringe and drawn blood. Harry was nonetheless surprised, as anyone who was not expecting such a thing to just happen would have been. Maltar explained to him that the blood sample had to be taken when the person was not expecting it, as some people had the ability to adapt other's blood types.
"Did you have to use a blunt syringe though?" Harry asked.
"No, it's just fun," Maltar replied, laughing.
"You are one sadistic little man," Harry said. And he was. Maltar stood at about five feet tall, and Harry was fairly correct in that anyone who enjoyed using blunt syringes on people must be at least slightly sadistic.
"Guilty," Maltar said, and muttered a spell. The red blood in the syringe turned Gold in the top fourth, silver in the middle fourth, pink in the third fourth, and turned purple in the last fourth of the tube.
"What does that mean?" asked Harry.
"Well, the fourth that is gold and the fourth that is silver indicate that you have about one-fourth of both Gold and Silver Elf blood, making you one-half elf."
"I knew that."
"And the fourth that turned purple indicates that you are one-fourth wizard."
"What color would Muggle blood be?" asked Harry.
"A very dark blue."
"But what was the pink?" asked Eil.
"The pink tells me that Blaze here is one-fourth fairy."
"Wait…" Harry said, confused. "I knew I had a bit of fairy blood in me, but I was not aware that it was that much."
"This spell is never wrong," elaborated Maltar.
"What spell is that, exactly?" asked Bael.
"Ahh… it is the Shyr Vaedol, or blood reading spell."
"What is the incantation?" asked Harry, as he conjured his own blunt syringe and stabbed it into Eil.
"Blaze!" scolded Bael, as Harry withdrew the now-full syringe from Eil's now-throbbing arm. Truth be told, Harry's still hurt too.
"What?" Harry said innocently. "Call it… a practical experiment."
"Might as well give him the incantation now," Eil said, rubbing his arm.
"It's 'Shydaer'. But be sure to accent the 'shy' in it."
Harry muttered 'Shydaer' and the contents of the syringe turned a third of each silver, copper, and purple.
"What?" asked Eil. "Z, you severely messed up this time."
"I couldn't have!"
"I don't think he did, either Eil." Bael added, conjuring his own syringe and stabbing it into Eil's arm. Luckily for Eil, Bael's wasn't blunt.
"Would everybody quit stabbing me with needles?" Eil exclaimed, outraged as Bael pulled the needle out of his arm and muttered the incantation. Like Harry, the syringe Bael was holding turned a third of silver, copper, and purple."
"Haha Eil. Looks like you're royal too. And even more of a wizard than I am!"
"I couldn't possibly be! You probably both made a mistake." After Eil realized that he shouldn't have said that, it was too late. Maltar had quietly teleported over to him and stabbed his spare blunt syringe into his arm, filled it, and removed it. Poor Eil now had three spots on his arm that were bleeding.
After Maltar had completed the spell and gotten the same results, Harry magically healed his own wound. Eil, seeing how practical Harry had been, healed his too.
"Eil, your parents can't possibly be silver or even copper." Bael said.
"Maybe you were adopted," Harry suggested. "It's not that uncommon."
"I couldn't be, though. I look exactly like my parents."
Maltar interrupted. "No you don't."
"How would you know? You don't know my parents, do you?"
"No, but I can see right through the glamour charms on you- both you and Blaze."
"I have glamour charms on me?" Eil and Harry said simultaneously.
"Yes, both of you. Though Eil, yours is a lot heavier than Blaze's."
"Can you take them off? For a minute?" asked Harry.
"No, but you can- 'Finite Glamorium'."
"Finite Glamoruim!" Harry said, while he conjured a mirror.
A/N: Ahh… another cliffie. I just love it! Lol. Anyway- again, I have to apologise about the long wait- I had midterms. I love to write, but I really don't have the time. So if my updates are infrequent, I apologize. And I've just realized- I've reached 200 reviews! I am so happy! And to those who think that the review-responses that I do at the end of the chapter are a waste of space and wish I would stop doing them, I have to say I'm sorry, and I don't think I will. It feels like if someone reviews my story, I should take time and read it and think about what they've told me- and respond to it. What do you think? Anyway, please review- and here's the responses from the last chapter:
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