Inheriting a Draconian Mantle – Book 4
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognized characters or universes within. If I did…I would have ended the Inheritance Cycle with Arya and Eragon in love and entangled in a heated, naked, and sweaty mess in their bed. Harry Potter would have been smarter and taken every opportunity he had to make love to the gorgeous Miss Granger and when they were old enough he would have made her the next Mrs. Potter.
Females Bonded by Harry Potter So Far (In Books One through Three):
Nymphadora 'Nym' Tonks is played by Sarah Chalke
Hermione Granger is played by Emma Watson
Susan Bones is played by Karen Gillian
Cho Chang is played by Katie Leung
Ginny Weasley is played by Julie McNiven
Luna Lovegood is played by Evanna Lynch
Queen Dianna of the Fairies is played by Dianna Agron
Females Bonded by Harry Potter in Book 4:
Jaimie (Merlin's mother) is played by Jaimie Alexander
Arya is played by Sienna Guillory
Professor Bridget Regan is played by Bridget Regan
Fleur Delacour is played by Clemence Poesy
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Chapter 3
The world was in an uproar. Millions were dead. The offices of the London Times were actually sufficiently far from the blast zone that the paper was able to keep on printing. The radiation scrubbers worked so well that Geiger counters couldn't measure any discernible difference in ambient radiation inside of the blast zones relative to the areas outside of the blast zones. The prominent paper told the tale very well.
Harry Potter Saves the World!
In a stunning twist of events the world almost ended yesterday. Indeed hundreds of nuclear missiles were launched initiated by a terrorist named Tom Riddle. A wealthy inventor fourteen year old Harry Potter created a system which disabled the majority of the missiles before they could reach their target. Potter also developed radiation scrubbers which cleanse the atmosphere of the radiation and fallout. Potter is the owner of Potter Enterprises, a new technology company that is coming out with several revolutionary technologies in a short period of time. Potter is the orphaned son of James and Lily Potter who were killed in October of 1981 by Tom Riddle for opposing his terroristic ways. Since then Harry Potter has devoted himself to opposing Riddle at every turn.
The article went on to briefly explain some of the details of Riddle's atrocities including many of the killings perpetrated in the last war. Everything was highly sanitized so that the non-magicals could understand what was going on. The article also made sure to stress that the nukes which got through were sent from within the country that was struck. There was very little time of flight. Nym was getting quite a few requests for Harry to appear on talk shows and for other interviews. AIVAS was kind enough to build up a full-proof background in the non-magical computer systems.
The Daily Prophet had a similar theme to it.
Harry Potter Foils Dark Lord Again and Saves World Cup
Harry Potter is being described as the greatest wizard since Merlin. A hundred thousand eye witnesses saw Potter fly, you read that right readers, without a broom above the stadium and stop cold a muggle weapon which seemed to make another star blossom in the sky. Potter conjured a shield which contained the nuclear weapon meant to kill every witch and wizard at the Cup. This attack was carried out by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named using the imperius curse on muggle operators of the weapons. Potter then went on to stop hundreds more of these weapons from destroying the world. How did Potter become so powerful? What will You-Know-Who do next?
For a full photo viewing of Potter's save see page 2
For a full biography of Harry Potter see page 3
For the muggles' reaction see page 4 and 5
For the Ministry's reaction see page 6
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"Harry, you've screwed up a hornet's nest," Nym informed her boyfriend as she swept into his lab from her office.
One of the doors from Nym's office opened into Harry's lab.
"Hello to you too, lover," Harry greeted the witch without looking up from the armored spacesuit he was waving his hands over.
Nym watched in fascination as her boyfriend's fingers danced through strands of visible magic. She saw glowing holographic runes rearrange themselves while some disappeared and new ones appeared as he worked.
"Sorry…the non-magicals are just going a bit crazy. I had to have Ginny take over answering the floo calls for the magicals," Nym explained. "What are you doing?"
"I'm tweaking our space-armor design so that it will react next time. The control runes were blown out by the radiation bath I took while containing the nuke. Next time I'm hopeful the trigger runes will throw my suit on me before I am bathed in radiation," Harry explained.
"Seems reasonable," Nym agreed. "I've arranged a few interviews both on the television and for newspapers. Remus mentioned that Potter Enterprises products have been flying off the shelf. Everyone seems to want a little piece of something sold by the world's newest hero."
Harry rolled his eyes at this announcement but let it slide off of his shoulders. He stood and stretched his back before turning and eying Nym.
"You're very tense," Harry said as he directed his lover to a chair and began rubbing her shoulders.
Nym melted against her mate's touch as she continued, "I can't count the number of awards everyone wants to give you. You're getting an Order of Merlin first class. There's been talk of renaming it the Order of Harry or making a separate class for the new name. Merlin never saved that many lives."
"There weren't that many lives to save back then," Harry pointed out. "Order of Harry just doesn't sound as good as Order of Merlin."
"Too bad they don't know your other names. Order of Eragon or Order of Treyis sounds better," Nym suggested.
Harry shrugged noncommittally and said, "I was just about to watch Lucius' latest report. Would you care to join me?"
"Sure," Nym agreed.
Harry walked over and tapped a series of runes on the runic keyboard which controlled the various systems of his lab. The entire lab became a pensieve. The scene shifted to a dark chamber in the bowels of Malfoy Manor. What was once Lucius' place to hide dark artifacts was now an expanded suite of rooms used by the Dark Lord and his inner circle of followers.
"You summoned me my Lord?" Lucius probed as he knelt before the Dark Lord.
Voldemort sat on a throne made of what appeared to be human bone transfigured into something more comfortable.
"I gather you are wondering why I was going to let you and your family perish in that attack Lucius," Riddle said with a hissing quality to his voice.
"It is not my place to question your will my Lord," Lucius answered carefully.
Riddle was silent for several moments while Lucius focused on the variant of occlumency he favored, a passive form of mental defense which hid the user's thoughts behind false memories and thoughts instead of active defensive barriers.
"There is a property of the Dark Mark which allows me to call its bearer back to me when it becomes necessary much like a portkey. I knew you would be clutching your wife and son when the attack occurred. I was going to pull you back. I had monitoring charms throughout the stadium. When the attack failed I decided not to reveal your true identity as one of my followers," Riddle explained. "Call that experience a test of your resolve."
"Did I pass my Lord?" Lucius inquired.
"You would not be alive if you hadn't," Riddle replied. Lucius knew he had made the right decision in returning home after the failed attack. "What is the reaction of the Ministry and Fudge to Potter's rescue?"
"Fudge is gushing with praise for Potter and has decided Potter will receive at a minimum an Order of Merlin," Lucius explained. "The rest of the Ministry feels the same. They are all quite curious to understand how he grew so powerful."
"That is the million galleon question," Riddle said musingly. "Not only did he foil my plans to decimate the wizarding world…but he has halted my plans to reshape the muggle world as well."
Lucius detected no hint of anger in the Dark Lord's tone. That scared him more than he cared to admit. Voldemort of the first war would have raged and would have been flinging cruciatus curses at his followers. The new Lord Voldemort was much more calculating.
"What is thy will my Lord?" Lucius inquired.
"Check with our suppliers in the seedier sides of magical Britain and see if any of these ingredients have been acquired," Riddle instructed while a piece of parchment with a list of ritual ingredients appeared in Lucius' hand. "If Potter has used any of the rituals I suspect he has those ingredients being purchased will likely tell us. I will tell you this Lucius…the World Cup was not a complete loss. A servant from my past has returned to me after having proven his unflinching loyalty. I have not exhausted my tricks to end Harry Potter. Now go."
Lucius' audience with the Dark Lord had ended. As he left the room his report ended.
"Well it looks like Tom has acquired a new or rather old minion. I wonder how the World Cup was involved," Harry mused.
"He's being a lot more careful about operational security in not telling Lucius this new minion's identity," Nym pointed out.
"I really wish Tom would have been less careful when constructing his ward scheme in Malfoy's basement," Harry mused. "Otherwise I could just kip on over there and try and pluck the information for his plans out of his mind along with the location of the remaining soul container."
Riddle had essentially turned the expanded space beneath the Malfoy's drawing room floor into a self contained little universe complete with very magically resistant entrances. The location was also protected by some black magic variation of the Fidelus. The harder one looked for the pocket universe's entrance the more ill the searcher became.
"We'll get him soon enough," Nym assured. "Now that Lucius has managed to confirm that Nagini is indeed the last Horcrux other than the active Riddle himself we know exactly how to take him out when the time comes."
"Are you nervous about your test?" Harry asked.
Nym was planning on taking her Mastery in DADA early the next morning.
"Not as much as I probably should be. You've trained me well, lover," Nym asserted with a fond smile for her lover.
Nym had been good at defense before she had met Harry but he had helped her improve her skills to a whole new level. Her man knew magics so old they had been lost to time and public awareness and she was proud to be his mate.
"I have every confidence you will do well," Harry assured his lover before leaning down and planting a kiss on her lips.
"How goes your study of Earth history? I know Cho, Hermione, and Luna can't get enough of alternate-Earth's history," Nym mused while she continued to enjoy his truly magical hands working her sore muscles.
Harry had now moved down to rub Nym's legs. The alternate-Earth Nym was referring to was the Earth from Pern's universe. AIVAS possessed records for thousands of years of that Earth's history beyond the point the Riders' universe timeline was at. Now that AIVAS had been granted access to the Riders' full computer systems after a successful review of his base code the Riders also gained full access to AIVAS' memory banks.
"I'm absorbing as much information as I can with concern to the next forty or so years from our current date while also reviewing advanced technologies with the Council," Harry explained. "I'm hoping to avoid some of the pitfalls that Earth experienced as it grew."
The Council consisted of Harry, Hermione, Dan, Merlin, and Dianna. The mandate of the Council was to review advanced technologies from AIVAS' databanks and decide if the Earth of their world was ready for these advancements. Compared to some of the technologies in AIVAS' databanks the ships the Pern settlers had used to reach Pern were quite low-tech.
"I still find it hard to believe the settlers were willing to give up so many fantastic technologies," Nym mused.
"Me too," Harry agreed. "But then again some of the 'growing pains' that Earth went through were quite horrible and without technology that Earth's population would have never reached a high enough level to cause so much trouble."
"Without technology the quality of life on that Earth also would have remained low and deaths would have been far more common. The Pern settlers found a way to move past it," Nym argued.
"I don't disagree. I just think there was a better way than giving up on almost all technology. It left them virtually defenseless to Thread. The settlers might have come to see things the way we do if their culture had survived with more of their history intact," Harry pointed out.
"We'll have to toe that line. Which is what the Council is for," Nym mused.
"My new fame might actually be useful for something. If I can point out the stress an overpopulated society will put on Earth perhaps I can help encourage laws which will limit population. Even if we expand to other planets limiting population would be a good idea," Harry suggested.
"The key is going to be that new method of birth control the Council approved. The injection which cures AIDs will also go a long way in garnering you favor," Nym acknowledged.
There were truly some wonderful advances Earth had made in the thousands of years between the present of the Riders' timeline and when the settlers left the alternate-Earth for Pern. The new form of birth control dubbed The Ring was in the form of a ring which contained a dose of a birth control fluid which was absorbed through the skin. The disposable ring was worn for approximately two hours and then thrown away. The birth control fluid had no ill effects and lasted a minimum of six months for a single dose.
At that moment Sirius strode into the lab.
"Sirius…you used a door!" Nym exclaimed in surprise as her mother's cousin came to a stop before the couple.
"See…an old dog can learn new tricks," Sirius replied with a grin.
There was a running joke among the Riders that Sirius liked to just pop into a room with apparation to startle the room's occupants.
"I just think you don't enjoy being blasted against walls," Nym mocked.
Harry hadn't taken kindly to his godfather appearing in his room when he was in the middle of an intimate moment with Ginny a few days back.
"How's your head?" Harry inquired.
"Point taken," Sirius replied while sitting in a chair he conjured across from the couple. "I'm here to give my report on my shift on Pern."
"You could have just written it up," Harry pointed out.
The Riders were taking shifts on Pern so that at all times they had a presence on the distant world.
"You know how much I hate reports," Sirius replied. "Besides, can't I visit my favorite godson?"
"I'm your only godson," Harry replied.
"And they won't give you another," Nym added.
"Cheeky metamorphs," Black muttered. "Anyway…it was more of the same, politics. The Weyrleaders, Lord Holders, and Craft Masters all had a conference. They discussed AIVAS and his revelations. That old Glass Master Norst stormed out after denouncing AIVAS."
"Master Norist," Nym corrected.
"Norist," Sirius amended. "But he was the only one to storm out. AIVAS speaking and showing the holograms with the pensieve-Projectors we provided really changed a lot of minds."
"It did have a very positive effect on many," AIVAS chimed in over the lab's speaker system.
"But this is only the beginning," Harry cautioned. "There will be resistance to change."
"There always is," Nym agreed.
"Let's hear the rest of it," Harry prompted.
Sirius went on to summarize the remainder of his shift on Pern including the progress with the power station and beginning to get the volunteer students acclimated to using the work stations. It was an exciting time for the Pernese people.
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Bridget Regan, known to her students at Hogwarts as Professor Regan, sat on a beach bordering the ocean under the shade of an umbrella enjoying the relaxing setting. She was reading a letter from her favorite student. The affection she had for Harry Potter was perhaps inappropriate but she simply couldn't help herself. He was bloody gorgeous and brilliant and far more capable than anyone his age had a right to be. Bridget and her favorite student had been corresponding throughout the summer. They talked about school but not anything at the level Bridget was teaching at Hogwarts. The Arithmancy discussions she found herself engaging in were above NEWT level at Master level and she found it hard to hold up her end of the exchange. At times Bridget suspected her favorite student could teach her class better than she could.
Bridget laughed as Harry's letter described some of the antics he had gotten up to with his friends in the last few days. She always enjoyed hearing about the non-school topics. In return Bridget regaled the young man she was rapidly considering a friend with the events of her own vacation. Harry was very discerning, picking up on the tension she hadn't described in so many words between Bridget and her mother. As she read about his adventures with all those young witches Bridget couldn't help but think about what naughty things he got up to with Hermione, Nymphadora, and his other girlfriends. Harry had alluded to the relationship he shared with the witches surrounding him with the exception of Hannah Abbot. That complex relationship excited Bridget.
Bridget really couldn't help herself. Her younger friend had cured Lycanthropy and saved the world all before taking his OWLs. He was a fascinating specimen of a wizard. Thinking about Harry caused her excitement to grow. Bridget put the parchment down in her bottomless bag and drew her wand. A strong Notice-Me-Not ward went up before Bridget drew a toy shaped like her favorite male organ from her bag and slipped it over her wand via the slot shaped for this purpose. The witch then began using the magical toy for the purpose it was intended while thinking thoughts of Harry Potter. Unsurprisingly this gorgeous witch was only one among thousands of witches around the world who routinely pleasured themselves to thoughts of their gorgeous savior. Fortunately for Bridget she was also one of the lucky few that had a shot out of making her fantasies become a reality.
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Ginny entered the Hogwarts Express compartment she usually shared with her close group of friends.
"Lo Ginny," Hannah greeted.
"Hey Gin," the others called.
Gin nodded back at them and leaned over her boyfriend to give him a peck on the lips.
"What's the matter love? The usual Weasley rush," Harry inquired, noticing how discomfited his mate was.
"And then some," Ginny replied while sitting down next to Luna. "Amos Diggory floo called this morning to tell my dad Mad Eye Moody had suffered a fit of paranoia and started cursing things. The police were called and the Improper Use of Magic Office also."
"My dad was trained by Mad Eye," Neville announced.
"Mine too," Harry agreed.
"I'm sorry…I don't mean to put the guy down but this happens quite often and my dad is always the one who goes and straightens things out," Ginny explained.
"Who is Mad Eye and why would his parents ever name him something so horrible?" Hermione asked.
"His real name is Alastor Moody," Susan supplied. "He's a former Auror, maybe the best there ever was."
"This is why he's called Mad Eye," Neville said while using the micro-pensieve projector he pulled out of his expanded jacket pocket to project an image of a scarred man with a peg leg and a glowing blue eye which spun crazily.
"I take it black magic prevented magical medicine from giving him a replacement limb and eye?" Hermione questioned.
"Yeah…he took out some really nasty black magic users but not without a cost," Harry replied. "He is probably also one of the most notoriously paranoid people you will ever meet."
"He has a habit of blasting anything he thinks is suspicious and asking questions later," Ginny supplied.
"Does he have any family?" Cho inquired.
"No, unfortunately not," Neville replied. "I think his family was killed by dark wizards long ago."
"No wonder he is the way he is," Hannah said.
There was silence for several moments before Luna said, "Professor Binns was banished from the castle a few days ago."
"Really," Hermione said with surprise.
"Yeah…I heard about that too. Gran is on the school board. Dumbledore was scrambling to find a replacement. Binns has been at Hogwarts longer than the Headmaster has," Neville replied.
"Well good riddance. That ghost turned generations away from history," Susan pointed out.
"It will be interesting to see who the new teacher is," Neville mused. "Perhaps we'll get another interesting teacher like Professor Regan."
"Neville Longbottom…did you just confess to liking a teacher while sitting next to your girlfriend?" Susan asked in mock outrage.
Hannah suppressed a grin.
"What can I say…you're all bad influences on me," Neville answered.
"I blame your dragon," Harry corrected. "Voranth is a dirty dirty dragon."
"Thank you," Voranth projected to the group of Riders.
"Don't go constricting us to your human morals," Saphira objected.
The Riders were all grinning at the antics of the dragons sunning on top of the train. Each dragon was perched on top of a separate car or several cars in the case of a being Saphira's size.
"You know, it's odd," Hermione mused. "The weatherman on the telly said it would be raining in this part of the country today."
"Was it a high probability?" Luna inquired while giving Harry a knowing look.
"Quite," Hermione answered while arching her own eyebrow at her mate, a suspicion growing.
The other occupants of the cabin caught on and were looking at Harry questioningly.
"What…the dragons couldn't very well sun themselves if it was raining out," Harry pointed out.
"Harry…you're manipulating the weather," Ginny said in awe after she realized what was going on.
"Only a small area of the atmosphere," Harry corrected.
"I don't see a cloud in sight," Neville announced while gazing out of the window.
Harry's grin was unrepentant. He was getting better at wielding greater and greater amounts of energy with the help of the Eldunari.
"So how about that Triwizard Tournament," Harry said.
His efforts to change the subject weren't fooling anyone.
"We've talked that subject to death Harry," Susan replied.
"Yes…but now we get to watch the excitement of our fellow students as they find out," Harry pointed out.
"Before their hopes of competing are crushed when they hear the new age limit rule," Ginny was quick to point out.
"You're just waiting to see how outrageous the twins get trying to get around the restrictions," Hannah accused knowingly.
Ginny's grin was highly amused but she didn't deny the accusation.
"It was bloody hard to keep from letting on that I know about the Tournament. My parents and older brothers kept on hinting about it. It drove the twins and Ron mad," Ginny grumbled.
Just then the compartment door opened for a moment before closing again. Nym appeared as she dropped her fairy cloaking charm and plopped down in Harry's lap. The exhaustion was apparent in the pink haired witch's demeanor.
"How did you do?" Harry asked.
Nym perked up for a moment and declared, "You're looking at the newest Defense Master!"
"Congrats," were called from around the train compartment from those present.
Harry turned Nym's head and caught her mouth in a kiss, his lips ravishing hers and his tongue wrestling against hers. Nym moaned into the kiss while her body shivered. Those in the compartment who had become good at sensing magic, felt the transfer of energy into the older witch. Nym broke the kiss with a gasp and laid her head against Harry's shoulder as she recovered from the climax.
"Thanks, I needed that," Nym said, the exhaustion felt after the draining testing washed away thanks to the magic her mate had just poured into her.
"Umm…Nym, not to be rude…but what are you doing here? You graduated after all," Neville pointed out.
"I'm Harry's assistant. Zepath can easily transport me wherever I need to go," Nym explained.
"And I've set up portals between her parents' house, my trunk, and the Chamber," Harry added.
"I go where he goes," Nym asserted firmly, entwining her hand with Harry's and snuggling into his lap. "And that reminds me. My parents are throwing me a party later to celebrate my Mastery. You're all invited."
"Excellent…your mom makes great cake," Cho said with a grin.
"My hips agree with that," Hannah agreed.
"I like your hips very much," Neville asserted, earning a grin from his girlfriend.
The riders were so active that they could eat a lot more than they did and not have to worry about weight gain. As the day wore on friends of the group including Seamus, Dean, the Weasley twins, and others from their year stopped in to visit before moving on. None of the visitors noticed Nym. Harry had expanded the fairy enchantments on her bracelet to include a strong Notice-Me-Not feature that was keyed to make anyone but those she desired unable to notice her. Also as the day wore on the storm that wanted to blanket the region and through which Harry's weather magic cut grew more intense.
"That's it…I'm letting the storm through. It's getting too intense for me to hold back without really tiring myself," Harry announced.
"Wow…you're getting really hot Harry," Nym suddenly exclaimed after her skin brushed against her mate's neck.
"She's right," Hermione agreed after feeling his forehead.
"It's the power I'm channeling to cut through the storm," Harry explained.
"Well stop it. There's no need to block the storm. Farenth and the others will be just fine," Susan asserted, speaking of her dragon.
"In the long run these power channeling exercises will be very good for him," Luna said knowingly while meaning her mate. "But there is no need for you to overexert yourself at this stage Harry."
The sorcerer released the magic. The sky overhead immediately darkened. Within a few moments of the sky darkening rain began to fall. It grew steadily worse as the Express glided towards Hogwarts.
"This is not nice. But at least our neck bands protect us from the rain," Saphira announced.
The dragons had decided to refer to their enchanted cloaking bands as neck bands instead of collars. Their Riders of course agreed.
"How is Hedwig?" Harry inquired. "Maybe I should be making her a neck band too."
"She is fine under my wing little one. I'm not sure she would wear it if you made her one," Saphira replied.
"She's a proud owl," Susan suggested, breaking in on the mental conversation that wasn't meant to be hidden from telepaths of the Riders' strength.
"No more than Crookshanks," Cho added while amusedly watching Harry stroke Hermione's pussycat.
"Well they are both exceptionally smart creatures," Hermione put forth.
"That they are," Harry agreed.
Harry teleported his snowy owl, Hermione's clever cat, and the rest of the group's animal companions into their dorms to avoid the rain as the Express pulled into Hogsmeade Station. The rain was freezing and heavy as the doors to the Express opened. Harry whispered several words to hide the fact he was skilled at silent casting and gestured with his wand. Suddenly the rain hit an invisible barrier covering the train and the pathway to the carriages before sliding off.
"Thanks Harry," Parvati said after a few moments of amazed silence as she got off the train with her friends.
"Yeah…thanks Potter," a sixth year Ravenclaw added, knowing he himself would have been incapable of such a spell if he had even known the incantation and wand movements.
"Hagrid," Harry called over to the half giant.
"Yeah," Hagrid responded back warily.
The half giant had been warned by Dumbledore that Potter was not to be trusted.
"Maybe the first years could ride in the carriages with us so they don't get soaked?" Harry half asked half suggested.
The group of first years looked between Hagrid and the carriages hopefully.
"Professor Dumbledore has charged me with getting them to the castle in the boats so that is the way we will be going," Hagrid rebutted.
"Alright…we can at least apply a temporary rain repelling charm to them," Harry suggested to his friends and lovers.
The Riders pulled out their wands and began enchanting the grateful firsties. With the task split up it didn't take more than a minute. Hagrid watched on throughout but didn't comment. The Riders were the last to board the carriages but they didn't mind if it meant keeping the first years from getting sick. Harry cast the same rain repelling spell over the carriages up to the entrance of Hogwarts when the caravan reached the castle. The student body had always been aware of Harry Potter's above average power. He had made no secret of his power. But after having saved the world and his performance in front of so many magicians at the World Cup he would be held in a whole new class of magical practitioner.
Several students in the entrance hall were soaked despite the shields.
"That bloody poltergeist is a menace," Seamus was saying with a growl as he wrung out his robes.
Susan hit the Irish wizard with a drying charm.
"Thanks Susan," Seamus said while the others affected were being dried off. "That little blighter disappeared right quick when Harry entered."
"After what Harry did to him first year I'm not surprised," Hermione replied.
The others grinned at this. Harry's trick with Peeves had been the talk of the school on September 2nd 1991. The Riders and other students quickly took their seats in the Great Hall waiting for the feast to begin.
"Bloody hell, not another Creevey," Harry muttered as he noticed the firstie who resembled Colin Creevey waiting to be sorted.
The other Riders grinned. Colin had been a fanatical follower of Harry since the Creevey boy's first year but the celebrity had managed to deflect the bulk of the fan boy's zealous nature through minor telepathic suggestions and targeted Notice-Me-Not charms. But Colin's zeal was so great Harry constantly had to renew the charms. Harry was tempted to make the telepathic suggestions stronger but he knew he held such a crucial role in Colin's psyche he was afraid of damaging the boy. Harry knew he was a role model for the younger wizard and felt it was worth the effort of renewing his enchantment to let Colin have someone to look up to.
Ginny projected so all the Riders could pick up on it, "I think if you gave him the opportunity Colin would drop to his knees for you faster than any of us could, Harry."
The resulting groan from her boyfriend brought a mischievous grin from the youngest Weasley and snickers from the other Riders.
"It looks like the new Defense teacher isn't here yet," Ginny observed.
"Forget that…I want to know who that woman is," Nym projected to all of her companions while mentally indicating a squat woman in a pink ensemble that only served to draw attention to how unattractive she was.
"Delores Umbridge…she's a toady that works for Fudge. She is a real nasty woman that was a driving force behind a lot of the anti-werewolf legislation before Harry did his thing with Lycanthropy," Neville supplied. "My gran despises her."
"If the malice she is radiating is anything to go by I'm not surprised," Harry said.
"She is probably our new history professor," Hermione surmised.
"She and Albus should get on famously," Harry suggested.
The other fourth years were sitting nearby and couldn't help but catch snippets of conversation between the Riders.
"Imagine if those two mated," Ginny suggested.
Seamus did a spit-take with his pumpkin juice all over Lavender Brown. Lavender glared at Seamus who had a horrified expression on his face.
"I'm with Seamus on this topic…I would rather not imagine that," Neville replied.
"There is a reason Dumbledore never procreated," Dean put forth.
Any further conversation was prevented by the first years being led into the Great Hall at this time by Professor McGonagall. Only one of the first years out of the whole group was wet but he wasn't just wet, he was soaked. Dennis Creevey had fallen in the lake which the rain repelling charm hadn't been intended to protect against. Dennis appeared excited despite his dip in the black lake all wrapped up in Hagrid's moleskin coat. Harry barely paid the sorting any mind and only noticed when Dennis was sorted into Gryffindor. The feast began almost as soon as the sorting ended with only enough pause for Dumbledore to say tuck in.
A few minutes into the meal a clear mental voice projected, "Eragon."
Harry glanced up at the ceiling as did Saphira. The dragon jumped Between and reappeared on the roof.
"Harry what is it?" Hermione asked, sensing something had disturbed her mate.
"I need to go to the roof. Arya is here. Cover for me," Harry directed.
That was all the warning the group got before the celebrity disappeared. Nym was quick enough to get up an illusion to cover for her mate's absence. Harry materialized on the roof and found Saphira rubbing up against a familiar green dragon. Beside the reunited pair stood the slender form of Arya Svit-Kona dressed in leather riding gear of a make Harry could only recall from memories he had received from his past life.
"Is it truly you Eragon?" Arya asked hesitantly in the Ancient language her race spoke.
"Yes, I am Eragon," Harry replied in the same tongue.
Even though she was in a strange land Arya could sense that the magic which kept falsehoods from being spoken aloud in her native tongue was still at work. Arya was upon the man she had thought she had lost in a flash. She wrapped her legs around him and pressed her lips to his, her mouth and tongue conveying how much she had missed him.
"I thought I had lost you," Arya said with tears shining at the corners of her eyes.
Harry was a little unsettled. He wasn't used to seeing such emotion from the normally stoic Arya.
"We have a lot to talk about. I'm surprised you were allowed to come alone," Harry mused.
"Oh Blodhgarm was not happy," Arya assured. "He thinks I can't sense him but he's not far away monitoring my safety. I brought him along on the journey to this country but told him I would see you alone."
"We should go somewhere private and talk. I will send someone to assuage Blodhgarm's fears," Harry suggested. Mentally he projected, "Emrys, there is an old friend hiding in this location. Can you bring him to Albion?"
Harry had projected Blodhgarm's location to Emrys.
"Yes father," Merlin agreed.
"I would like that," Arya agreed.
"I'll take us there," Harry said while wrapping an arm around Arya's waist even though it wasn't really necessary.
The pair of Riders and their dragons vanished and materialized moments later in the trunk forest. Arya looked around and saw the replica of her home in Du Weldenvarden.
"You've changed quite a bit and not just in appearance," Arya observed while taking a seat on the nearby bed. Harry joined her a moment later. "Tell me what has happened? I sensed your death and then I sensed you again years later."
"My physical body died but my son cast magic which caused the essence of what Saphira and I are to transfer to one of Saphira's eggs. That essence in turn merged with the egg and the Rider the egg hatched for," Harry explained while gesturing at his physical form. "I go by the name Harry Potter in this form."
"Fascinating," Arya said. "And you remember everything?"
"Every moment," Harry assured. "And it's not just the memories," he added while shifting to his natural form. Arya gasped as she beheld the most gorgeous male her eyes had ever gazed upon. It was a mixture of the Eragon she had known and what he currently looked like in this modern time. There was also something more, something like what Blodhgarm put off but more. "Saphira has enhanced me a bit."
"I can tell," Arya agreed, having never been more aroused in her life. Harry returned to his previous form and Arya was unsure if she was relieved or disappointed. Something else occurred to Arya and she asked, "You mentioned a son. Have you taken a mate?"
"Eragon has taken quite a few mates," Saphira interjected, saving her Rider from answering. She could sense his discomfort and wanted to ease that feeling. "Dragons do not mate for life. Part of that gift the Eldunari gave Eragon so long ago made him more like dragons. When he was reborn in Harry Potter I brought him even further along. Eragon will still mate for life like other two legs but he will also require far more mates than most two legs. He is driven to this and is capable of satisfying many mates."
Harry was surprised. He had never thought of his nature in the terms Saphira had just described.
"Thank you for explaining that Saphira," Harry sent to his dragon.
"There is no need to thank me," Saphira replied. "Arya feels the draw."
The dragon's statement was said with such assurance that Harry glanced at Arya. She had a slight flush to her skin. Arya's hand slid over his.
"I have missed you Eragon. Our time was cut short," Arya explained. "For me it has only been a little bit over three years. Over twelve hundred years have passed for you but for me I still feel your loss keenly."
"What happened after I left?" Harry probed.
Arya's gaze showed she was concentrating on her memories of the past as she answered.
"Nasuada wanted to control all magic users in Alagaesia. It sparked off the most violent war that I have ever heard of. By the end of the conflict Alagaesia had been reshaped. My people took Du Weldenvarden into a specially devised pocket space our spell crafters constructed. Unfortunately this pocket space does not experience the flow of time the same way the rest of the universe does," Arya explained. "When I sensed you bond with Saphira anew I could tell who you were. I came as quickly as I could organize an excursion but even my haste has allowed several years to pass from your perspective."
"I'm sorry you had to go through that…and in hindsight I am somewhat sorry I left," Harry explained.
"I'm not," Saphira interjected. "The parting has made us all appreciate each other that much more."
"She is wise," Arya observed. "So what happens now?"
"I have much to show you if you can stick around," Harry suggested.
"I would like that. I have made arrangements to be away for quite some time. And with the time differential it will seem like much longer out here," Arya replied.
"Good," Harry agreed while taking Arya's hand. "Let me show you Albion and introduce you to the others."
The pair disappeared via teleportation.
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After Arya had been introduced to the others and she was getting settled in Nym informed her mate, "I'm amazed we didn't have a major disturbance at the feast tonight."
"And why is that?" Harry inquired.
"Nearly Headless Nick let slip to Hermione that there are house elves working in the kitchens of Hogwarts," Susan explained.
Harry winced while Arya looked confused.
Arya questioned, "What is a house elf?"
"Dobby," Harry called in response.
The house elf in question popped into the common room of one of the Riders' modules on Mars where a good number of the Riders and dragons plus Blodhgarm sat. When he laid eyes upon the two new elves Dobby's eyes bulged and he dropped to the floor in a bow.
"Old ones," Dobby whispered reverently.
"Fascinating," Blodhgarm commented as he observed the small creature.
"No one is really sure of the origins of house elves but they have been serving wizards for millennia," Hermione explained. "Most house elves get along with their families but there are also those families that abuse the house elves."
"When Hermione questioned Dobby and found out the Hogwarts elves were happy she agreed to eat again," Ginny observed with a small smirk.
"I won't be chastised for caring about the plight and treatment of house elves," Hermione stated primly.
"And we wouldn't have you any other way," Harry assured before leaning over and pecking his mate on the lips.
Arya found it a bit unsettling to see the man she had realized she was in love with when she thought he had died with other females. The fact that these other females didn't seem to experience any jealousy had her curious.
"He is an alpha male of two-legs," Fírnen projected, breaking into Arya's thoughts. "He wants you and you want him. Do not deny yourself what you want."
"I never said I was going to," Arya replied.
"No, but I would have thought you would have taken him already," Fírnen said.
"We haven't exactly had much time alone. Give us time to get reacquainted," Arya cautioned.
"Dobby, this is Arya and Blodhgarm. I've mentioned Arya to you before. They'll be staying with us for awhile. Do you remember where I said Arya lived?" Harry queried.
"Yes Harry Potter Sir," Dobby agreed with a vigorous nod.
"Would you make sure her tree is habitable? And Blodhgarm will tell you where he wishes to stay," Harry requested.
"Yes Harry Potter Sir," Dobby said while looking to Blodhgarm.
Blodhgarm rose and Dobby snapped his fingers. Both elves disappeared.
"What an interesting little being," Arya mused.
"He can get a bit excitable but we love him," Cho said.
"You mentioned a place called Pern when I asked about your dragons being able to teleport," Arya said. "Where exactly is this Pern?"
"Oh you're in for a surprise," Jaimie suggested knowingly from where she sat next to Diana.
"This is Pern," Harry began while sending his micro-pensieve projector hovering into the center of the room showing a hologram of the world from another universe.
Harry went into a fascinating history of Pern from that point and its current state. Arya listened with rapt attention. The world had definitely changed from what Arya remembered but she wouldn't change it back for anything. She had the male she had fallen in love with back in her life and exciting prospects for the future.
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Posted: 10/10/2014 (Edited Version) Rev 0
Author's Note:
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