(Quidditch World Cup-A Few Hours Later)
Harry woke up to screams, he grabbed his Wand before waving it over himself, transfiguring his nightclothes into a Battle Robe, he stepped out of his room in the tent just as Arthur was walking over. Arthur stopped and looked at him and nodded "Let's go" Harry looked at Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Percy, Bill and Charlie before turning to Arthur and nodding, the lot of them exited the tent and Harry wanted to throw up.
All around them tents were on fire, men in black cloaks and masks were laughing and torturing people, Harry growled and his fists began to clench, as he continued to watch the area around him began to grow heavy, the air swirled round him like a tornado and his eyes began to glow, the ground shook. Water from the grass and fire from the burning tents joined the tornado and all that could be seen of Harry was hate filled glowing eyes.
The others looked at him in shock, he raised his hands and the tornado channelled through his hands turning into beams that hit a few of the men causing them to be reduced to ash. He looked at the other men in masks who looked at him in horror, his magic swirled around him before enveloping him like an aura, Harry's canines grew sharper and longer "Justice will be dealt" he rushed at the men in masks.
He continued to fight along those that stayed until he noticed 5 of the men walking into the forest laughing maliciously, he quickly followed, he found then stood over two girls an unconscious man and a woman who had lost her Wand, he then realised that they were the Delacours, hate bubbled up in him again and he heard a roaring in the back of his mind. He watched a one of the men raised their Wand and cast a Spell "Crucio" Apolline screamed in pain, that was the breaking point.
Harry raised his Wand "Adolebitque" Emerald fire shot from his Wand enveloping one of the men, quickly reducing him to ash, the others turned and saw Harry glaring at them, his magical aura in full view. They began casting, Harry looked at the spells before holding his hand out before chanting "Propulsant Duritiam Incantatorum Tuorum Vehementem" a bright emerald shield formed and all of the spells deflected off of it and back at the men, three managed to dodge, the last wasn't so lucky as his chest exploded, he fell down dead.
Harry pointed his Wand at one of the remaining men and cast again "Draco Scriptor Infernum" the man stared in fear as a massive beam of emerald and red fire engulfed him, he screamed before being reduced to ash. Harry turned to the next one "Expelliarmus" the man's Wand flew from him to Harry before Harry levelled his Wand at him again "Cavum Nigrum" the man screamed as a Black Hole formed in front of him and absorbed him before Harry dispelled it.
Harry then noticed that he couldn't see the last one, a voice came from behind him "Crucio" Harry fell to the ground but he didn't emit a sound, he turned and glared at the man who was grinned maliciously at him "Now I will silence the great Harry Potter" he raised his Wand "Avada" Harry raised his Wand "Exhaurire vitae" Harry spell shot towards the man who managed to finish his own "Kadavra" the green light shot towards Harry who was in too much pain to move.
He looked towards Fleur with a sad smile as the spell hit him, her eyes widened as the light left his eyes, the man who had been hit by his spell dropped dead, looking like a weeks old corpse, Fleur shook her head as her Father woke up "'ARRY". A light appeared out of her chest and floated in front of her, a deep voice echoed in her mind 'do you want him to live?' Fleur nodded 'Then it shall be so, the other soul shall be taken instead, look after him Fleur Delacour, for his destiny is a great one'.
The light flew over to Harry and sunk into his chest, a dark shadow was cast from the scar on his forehead with an unearthly scream and his body began to glow, a light erupted from his chest but instead of the original blue light that came from hers, this was emerald green, it flew over to her and sunk into her chest, she collapsed as he began to breathe again, the world was black for both of them as they return to the lands of dreams.
(Harry's Dreamworld)
Harry woke up and looked around, he was leaning against an old castle, when he looked at it he couldn't help but grin, it was Hogwarts, he walked in through the entrance only to look in confusion when he only saw four teachers stood in the hall, and he didn't recognise any of them. He looked down when he felt a hand take his, he followed the hand only to see Fleur attached "Fleur? Where are we?".
Fleur looked around and smiled "I believe it ez a vison, only two types of people can get them, ze first are seers, ze second are people who are descendants of whoever ez in ez vision, you are likely in ze second category, shall we go and see?" Harry nodded and the two walked forwards towards the four people. The heard them arguing about something so they stepped closer to find out what.
"Godric, we can't let the mundanes in Hogwarts, they hate us already, they think we are freaks, I should know and so should you, you saved me from my parents" the dark haired man shouted at the red haired man. The red haired man sighed "I know Salazar, I know but we also can't take the children away from their families, you know that, Helga, what is your take on this?"
The lovely strawberry blonde woman raised her hand to her chin "I do agree with both of you, but I don't want to take them away from their families, Rowena, your thoughts?". The dark haired lady with the diadem, Rowena, frowned "Unfortunately, Salazar has a point, the number of children we send back home is higher than the number of children that came back, and we had found out that the others had been burned for witchcraft".
It looked like she might have continued when her eyes turned glassy and she looked up, the others all seemed to realise what was going on and rushed to her side, Godric and Salazar held her up as Helga dapped at the sweat on her brow, Rowena then spoke in a harsh, hoarse tone "The Dragon King shall rise. A 1000 years from the beginning of Hogwarts, when all seems lost and the darkness approaches, the boy marked by the Dark Lord shall rise up and take the throne of Avalon, he shall raise the mighty Excalibur from the stone and unite the two worlds.
He shall ride the mighty silver dragon and wear a cloak made of her scales, at his side, his queen, not human but his true love, and at her side, her steed, a mighty feline cloaked in darkness, yet loved by the children, they shall destroy the darkness and Camelot will rise again, the heir of Merlin and his Phoenix will be by the Dragon King's side as they bring in a new Era. The Dragon King shall rise.
Rowena collapsed and the other three looked at each other "What do you think it means?" Salazar sighed, he looked at Rowena, his emerald eyes filled with care "It means that in 1000 years, the world will finally know harmony, until then, we will protect the magical side of it" Godric nodded, his blue eyes filled with determination "That we will my friend, but first, we must stop your son before he does any more damage".
Salazar nodded as he ran his hand through Rowena's curly brown hair "Then that is what we will do, I shall leave a secret room behind the mouth of the statue in my chamber under the school, it will only be able to open either: after my Basilisk dies or on the day the school would be destroyed" Helga nodded, her blue eyes filled with sorrow "Then we will leave a Portrait in their of us four to guide whoever enters" the others nodded and Harry and Fleur were pulled from the dream.