Harry fiddled with his collar anxiously as his limo pulled up to a large mansion. He was by himself, the twins would meet him at the gate. His anxiousness increased as the car slowly pulled itself to a stop. He flung himself out of the back, not bothering to wait for any of the servants to open his door, and walked briskly up to the entrance to the grounds.

He had insisted upon being dropped off early at his house by the Saedicio clan, wanting to spend time with his family since he wouldn't be able to see them during school. To his surprise he found Ana and Kylen at the front door, dressed in formal clothing, and the twins and Master had already left. They hadn't expected him, so they already made plans to go to a annual party that happened in the end of summer. Not wanting to break their promise to attend and wanting to spend time with Harry also, they made him get dressed while they left and had him leave later.

He waved when he saw the twins near the gate and ran over. Both were dressed in sparkling red dresses, although Harry was sure they hadn't meant to. They really should check with each others before parties in Harry's opinion, but he didn't mention it, knowing it would irritate them to bring it up. As he got closer both girls smiled and hugged him.

"How you doing, handsome?"

Harry laughed as he looked down at himself. He was dressed all in black with dress pants and shoes and a silk shirt. Although he vanished the emerald from it, his hair was still in a short fauxmohawk that for some reason didn't ruin his dressed up look. Instead it just gave him a youthful look that many there would lack.

"May I escort you two lovely ladies to the ball?"

Harry offered his arms to the girls and they walked up laughing at random things and remarks Electra made about the snobs they passed. As they neared the front door Harry suddenly stopped and looked toward the forest as the twins went in ahead of him.

It was a strange, but the forest reminded Harry of his first childhood friend. He couldn't remember names that well, but he had a picture memory that helped him draw scenery he had previously seen. The girl was fairy-like, small and with a long mane of silvery-blond hair. She was incredibly cute and Harry remembered crying his first nights with the centaur clan knowing he would never see his friend again. But, he got over it from having to leave new friends every couple of months. Since she was the first loss she hurt the most, though. He had already drawn a multiple number of pictures of a small girl sitting by a pond with a flower in her hair, the moon shining in the background.

A rain drop hit his head and he shook it, trying to clear his mind before walking through the entrance doors. Harry followed the noise of the ballroom up the stairs inside, taking in the lavish house. As he neared the doors he felt a strange sense of deja-vu as he peered in to make sure he could sneak in unnoticed. He easily slipped in and quickly spotted the Master in the middle of the room talking with people he didn't know, although he felt he had seen the still attractive older women before.

He realized he had been in the place before as he weaved through the dancing people on the dance floor. It was hard to see at first, but that was understandable considering he must have been less than half the height then as he was now.

He smiled as he clearly made out the Master before him, lavishly and beautifully dressed enough to put everybody to shame. He snuck up behind and playfully slung his arm on the Master's shoulder earning a chuckle from the vaguely familiar women in front of them.

"Harry, this is Diana Delacour. She used to watch you when you were younger."

Harry smiled as he shook the women's hand, most of his memories of her coming back to him with the contact. He could now tell she was a Veela from the charm she was expelling. It didn't effect him at the moment, but he knew a full blast of any Veela magic would have him on his knees. You could usually only resist Veelas when you were already in love, though for some reason Kylen wasn't effected at all for as long as Harry could remember. He always tried to tease Kylen about it, but Kylen avoided the subject like a plague.

"Wanna get drunk Leo?"

Harry turned and met the eyes of Electra who held a glass of wine for him in one hand, hers in the other.

"What a silly question Electra."

He smiled and took his glass, before tapping it to Electra's and a newly appeared Nicole's and drinking it. He slowly lowered it, fascinated for a moment by the patterns his emerald Eagle ring was making from behind the glass. He finally stopped and took another sip, noticing and ignoring a group of blushing, giggling girls a few feet from him, but not noticing the one who wasn't. Which means he didn't notice her fairy-like face, her long mane of silvery hair, or her pair of bright blue eyes.

Fleur sighed as she slowly sipped her wine. She was bored. No, she was beyond bored. There weren't words to express how she was feeling at the moment. Her mother was once again throwing one of her parties, the parties that hadn't changed since Fleur was born. Same people, same food, same speeches. It was an ongoing cycle that repeated almost every other month.

Her 'friends' brought her out of her stupor by giggling like mad at a boy they had spotted. Fleur's view was blocked by Jeanne, a brunette next to her, but it didn't really matter. All the people there were the same people that had been attending for years and about all the boys her age she knew wouldn't e able to talk properly around her anyway. No use even trying.

"I totally dare you to talk to him Brianna," Jeanne said in her high pitched voice.

"Well I dare you to dance with him!"

"I dared you first you have to do it!"

"I so don't have to. You do it!"

"You first!"

"No you!"

At this point Fleur peered over Jeanne's shoulder, curious as to who was making them act that strange. What she saw even made her gape a bit. A tall, young man about her age was talking to her grandmother. He had short raven black hair in a cute fauxmohawk, standing out among the other people, and he had bright emerald eyes in a gorgeous face. She definitely would have recognized him if he was there before.

"I think I know him."

This remark quickly got the other girls attention and they swooped down on Fleur before she had time to figure out who it was. As she was trying to fend them off the lights suddenly went off showering them all in darkness.

"Stay calm everyone! The storm has hit one of the power lines but the generator should start in the next few minutes. Just don't wander off until then."

Fleur listened nervously to the Delacour head butler. Her hand had unconsciously reached for where she kept her wand during school, but she moved it away when she realized it and mentally scolded herself for forgetting she was surrounded by muggles.

She hated the dark. She had since she was eight years old and had somehow gotten lost in their forest during a New Years Eve party. She had to wait until the fire works started before she could find her way home. Unlike the previous years the forest had seemed strange and empty to her and the feeling of helplessness in the dark had grown. She was still afraid of it no matter how childish it was.

She frantically looked around for the glow of a light from a flashlight, candle, anything that would reassure her. Her prayers were answered when she spotted a glow in someones hands, most likely a match. She hurried over, bumping into people left and right.

"Hi," Fleur said shakily as she reached the holders side.

"Hello."

Fleur didn't recognize the voice, but it was calm and that soothed her. The man was obviously at ease in the dark and didn't seem affected by it. Fleur stood there for a while getting shoved every once in a while by passing people. The man must have sensed her discomfort because he gently took her arm before leading her off the dance floor and onto a couch in the corner of the room.

"Whats your name?"

Fleur smiled at his attempt to distract her from the darkness and answered, "Fleur. Whats yours?"

"Leo. Leo Eagle."

She nodded forgetting he could barely see her and leaned back against the couch. Her mother forbade her from talking to the Eagle family and their guest since she was a young girl. Except for Harry, a young boy she knew a long time ago, she never really cared about the rule, not having to try hard to avoid it. But now she was with one of them and she was hating the rule with all she had.

"Your parents are the host right?"

"Yes."

"So you must go to Beauxbaton, right?"

Fleur's eyes widened and she realized the light in his hand hadn't moved as fires did. He was holding a ball of conjured light in his hand and she hadn't even noticed.

"Yeah. My sister is going in a few years too."

"Where is she?"

"She is with our father. Our parents got separated a while after she was born."

"I'm sorry."

"It's all right. I'm over it. So, do you go to Drumstrang or Hogwarts?"

"I'm starting Hogwarts this year."

Fleur was surprised. He was speaking perfect French, but must have been English to go to Hogwarts.

"What year?"

"Sixth. How is your school?"

Fleur immediately jumped at the chance to describe her beloved school, nearly forgetting the darkness of the room. It surprised her when the lights came back on in the middle of her explaining her classes. It surprised her even more when she saw the face of the gorgeous boy her friends had been gaping at. He made a hand movement for her to continue. She did, growing confused as she saw disappointment growing in his eyes. When she stopped talking he gently smiled before saying he was leaving soon and walking over to a blond man about his mid-thirties. They met with four other people before they all left.

Fleur frowned as she sought out her grandmother in the crowd. Once she found her she put her arm through hers' and they walked around the room.

"How do you know that boy you were talking to, Grandmere'? Leo?"

Her grandmother looked confused for a second, before she smiled at her granddaughter. "Oh. You mean Harry. I used to watch him when he was younger. Surely you remember him?"

Fleur's blue eyes widened as she pictured a young, quiet boy with sparkling emerald eyes. The same emerald eyes she had peered into that very night. She had found her first best friend then lost him again in a blink of an eye.

"Wake your bloody ass up Harry!"

Harry groaned and looked over at his alarm clock.

"3:00 a.m.? Is Kylen out of his mind? I getting on the train today," Harry thought groggily. It was September 1st, one week after the party and Harry had barely slept. Every night he had worked on a picture of the young women he had seen and wouldn't stop until he couldn't keep his hand steady. He had easily recognized Fleur when she walked up to him in the dark, a perk of vampirism. He hadn't been surprised when she didn't recognize him, he was twice as tall and ten years older after all, but he couldn't help but be disappointed. It was his first friend, she wouldn't know it, and they probably wouldn't ever talk again. It was pretty depressing.

Now fully awake, he jumped out of bed and pulled a pair of jeans on over his boxers before running downstairs. As he ran he was joined by various guards and fighters, but no words were exchanged. They all gathered in the main hall to find Master already there in a hooded battle robe.

"All able fighters are to report to the Saedicio clan island immediately! The Masechen and Brutince' clan are attacking with deatheaters! Its time to repay our debt and help our allies the Saedicio clan!"

At this most of the fighters teleported out immediately while others ran to get wands, weapons and battle robes. Most of the Saedicio clan, though both strong and brutal, weren't magical and would need help against deatheaters. Harry summoned his shirt, Basilisk battle robes, and new wand. The wand was made of willow, fang of nundu, blood of the Master and a Basilisk, and filled with liquid silver that hardened over the rest of the ingredients and made the wand extremely hard to break. Though it wasn't necessary for Harry to have a wand, Ana insisted it would be easier just to have one at Hogwarts so they had one of thier own help make it.

His things appeared just as Ana, Nicole, and Electra entered the room.

"Where's Kylen?"

"He already there," Ana replied as Harry pulled on his clothes. When he was done they all joined hands to make sure they stayed together after they teleported.

Harry looked toward Ana before they left and said, "I guess I'm gonna miss my first day of school."

Ana smiled and released his hand for a moment to ruffle his hair which was once again short and spiky. "Nah, you should be able to make the feast."

Harry smiled back at his aunt before they all disappeared together to fight on the Saedicio's island.

Author's note:

Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Not much going on in this chapter, but action and Hogwarts in the next. Yay! I'll propably update that in a few days since it'll be fun to write.

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