Harry Potter and his world don't belong to me. They are subject to Queen JKR's rule I am just a jester in my lady's servitude.

Chapter 6:

Albus Dumbledore had been having a lovely evening out at the Three Broomsticks, chatting up Rosemerta even though the women was half his age. He was thinking of the shapely woman as he entered his office to the sound of his magical sensors going haywire. The wards at Privet Drive had been breeched and Harry's magic was flaring up at levels that should never had been possible with all the blocks that were in place. If this kept up the ministry would be aware of him performing underage magic and there would be no way for him to escape a second trial.

He quickly strode over to the Phoenix asleep on his perch and inquired, "Fawkes, can you to take me to Harry now."

The Phoenix glared at the man as if asking why and Albus responded, "Harry appears to be in trouble." Fawkes always felt a kinship to the green eyed young man. He was so much more like his mother than people thought.

He also knew what it felt like to be manipulated by someone you trusted. He had been captured by Dumbledore when he was a only hatchling and bonded with the wizard not long after. When he reached his maturity, he had meet another phoenix. This kinsman informed him that his bond with the wizard was not a true bond of that between a familiar and his human but more a curse of servitude. Since then he was waiting the day that his true familiar would come to relieve him of this curse and grant him freedom.

"Time is of the essence," stated the human.

With that, the magical bird fully woke, grabbed the old man by his robes, and flashed him straight to Harry's dwelling. As he appeared in the living room of the Dursley's he saw Harry, Remus, Tonks, and two strangers disappear in a multitude of colors. After Petunia responded to his questions, he started thinking of ways to spin this in his favor or in a way to cause the least trouble for him.

He knew he had to get the order and possibly the ministry. He also had to get word to his informants in Tom's service. First and foremost he knew he had to talk to the Weasley's. Besides himself they had reaped the most rewards from being close to the Boy Who Lived.

He had set the order meeting for 9:30,to be held at Hogwarts. That gave him ninety minutes to locate and discuss his contingency plans with his fellow conspirators. He apparated to the edge of the wards at the Burrow and raced as fast as his 150 year old legs would take him. When he reached the door it was already open and the Weasley matriarch was standing on the porch wondering what Dumbledore was doing here and asked,

"Albus aren't we supposed to meet at Hogwarts in ninety minutes?"

After he caught his breath replied, "yes we are, but you and I need to discuss something important before we see the others. Is Arthur or any of the children here?"

"Ginny and Ron are upstairs but Arthur is working late. He flooed home and told me to meet him at Hogwarts."

"That is for the better then," Albus commented.

"What is so important that you could not wait to tell me at the meeting?"

"Harry has left Privet Drive."

"Then why are we waiting so long to try and find him?"

"He supposedly left with some people from Avalon."

The shock on Molly's face was almost laughable if the trouble they could end up in wasn't so serious. Then she started muttering to her that this couldn't be happening. That they were so close to fulfilling their plans. She had just finished the potion for Harry that would bind him to her Ginny.

"Molly you need to get your self together" snapped the aged wizard.

Molly collected herself and asked, "What does he know and has been informed of?"

"He has been made aware of his true relationship to the Dursley woman and that he was to never have been place with her. He was also informed of his birth right to rule Avalon. He is not aware of the missing monies or the betrothal agreement to Ginny."

"Maybe we can salvage something out this with the right plan," Molly said with a sigh of relief.

Dumbledore's response was, "We can certainly hope so. This is what I think we should do."

Over the next forty five minutes they thought out a plan to gain control of the Potter heir again.

Albus walked up to the front of Hogwarts Great Hall with a purpose at the appointed meeting time. He had spoken to no one and he appeared to be out of sorts to the members of the order.

Before he could speak Minerva asked, "Albus why such an odd time to meet and why are we here at the school and not head quarters?"

The man did not even glance at his second in command of the school and spoke, "Harry Potter is not at his relatives residence as of two hours a go. I believe the reason he left was to join forces with Lord Voldemort, but I don't believe he left of his on free will. I assume he was under the Imperious curse."

The uproar this statement caused could be heard in Hogsmeade. Albus looked around to see if anyone would doubt his statement and saw only a couple of questioning glances. He let the conversation continue for a few moments before he called for silence. Then someone asked how did he know that Harry had been kidnapped. He answered,

"I had been out for the evening and as I returned to my office, I noticed that the monitoring devices I had for Harry were going off at an alarming rate. At this point I had Fawkes flash me to Harry's home. As I arrived I saw Harry being transported out by two strangers who it seemed to have assistance from Nymphadora and Remus."

This statement caused almost as much ruckus as the one about Harry missing. Most were yelling that those two would never betray the order or the light. A few exclaimed they knew that trusting a werewolf was just asking for trouble and that Tonks was just too clumsy to be of assistance to them any way so no loss there.

"What are we going to do Headmaster?" asked Hestia Jones

"I have already sent Professor Snape to Voldemort to verify my speculation. Hopefully he will return in a timely manner and then we can come up with a plan to rescue Harry."

"What if he left on own what will we do then?" queried Kingsley Shacklbolt.

"We will work out a plan to capture the way ward youth and convince him to see the light so to speak. Right now I am ordering everyone to be on the look out for Lupin and Tonks. If seen they are to be stunned and immediately brought to me is that understood."

As Albus gazed out at the order members, he saw almost everyone nodding in agreement but he thought he saw a flash on disbelief on a few of the more headstrong peoples face, mainly Minerva, Alistair, and Hestia Jones. The first two didn't surprise him but the third caught him off guard. She had always held him in high regards and never once doubted his guidance. This would take some looking into.

"If that is all let us retire for the night and reconvene at lunch time tomorrow. Severus should have had enough time to validate he where abouts of our wayward hero."

With that everyone started to leave. Albus moved to interrogate Ms. Jones but before she could be reached, Moody stopped him and said, "What kind of bull shit are you trying to pull Albus? You and I both know that Harry can overcome the Imperious curse of Voldemort himself let alone any lesser witch or wizard."

"I am up to nothing my friend. This is all very frustrating to me. I only want to see the boy returned to us unharmed."

"We will see," claimed the retired Master Auror and limped off with a clunk.

When the headmaster turned to find Hestia, she was no where to be found. He just shrugged off the look on her face believing it was his tired mind playing tricks on him.

In time Albus would come to regret not speaking with the younger witch as it would lead to part of his downfall.

Flashback

The group landed in a meadow with a view of a large mountain range to their north. As the new comers looked around, they could see beauty and peacefulness of the land. To the east was a forest that appeared to be inviting and warn a polar opposite of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts. They could see all types of avian forms flying through the cloudless night sky. On the floor of the forest the group saw a herd unicorns nibbling at the foliage on the ground. As they gazed to the west the saw a welcoming waterfall that filled a small swimming hole and fed a large stream that ambled on to the south. On the banks of the stream they saw deer and horses quenching their collective thirst.

The ones new to Avalon were awestruck to say the least. They just could not believe a place of such beauty existed in any realm. After a few moments of letting the two wizards and one witch ogle their surroundings, Alzander caught their attention by clearing his throat and then speaking.

"My Lord and his guests have yet to see the best view." With this statement he pointed to their left and waited for their reaction. He was not to be disappointed.

The three turned as one and then gasped at the sight before them.

The first thing that captured their attention was the castle sitting atop of a plateau over looking a expansive city, that was surrounded by a massive wall. Since the castle was lit for the evening, it took on an earthly feel even from some distance. It was not built like most castles. Where Hogwarts was tall in height, shallow in depth, and wide in stance. The structure before them was three stories tall at the most. From one side to the other, it appeared to be roughly three hundred meters. What made this piece of architecture so magnificent was how deep it was from front to back. To the naked eye, it seemed to just fall off the edge of the flat terrain.

Tonks felt something getting warn in her pocket and remembered that was where she kept her Order medallion that let her know when a meeting was called. She turned to Harry and said, "Dumbledore has called for an Order meeting in ninety minutes at Hogwarts. I wonder what he is going to tell everyone?"

"Why don't you go," responded Harry.

Everyone around him looked at him like he had lost his faculties. Seeing the look of confusion on the groups faces he stated, "Go as someone else." With all them still looking lost, he went into more detail.

"Is there anyone that you know that will not be there but the others in attendance expect to be present?"

Tonks nodded in the affirmative.

"So morph your appearance to that person and then spy on the meeting. You don't even have to say anything and we will have an idea of what Mumbledork is planning. Do you understand now?"

"That is brilliant Harry responded Remus."

"Thank you Moony."

Before she left they discussed the idea of trying to recruit people away from the Order but decided against that train of thought. They wanted to see what the MoB was going to pull first before they countered any of his plan. Just before she left DaZach handed her a two way portkey that would take her to just outside Hogwarts and then return her to the front gate of the castle on the plateau. She was informed that if she was found out, the portkey would transport her through any wards that were in place at Hogwarts. All she had to do is say "Camelot" and she would vanish in a heartbeat.

With that information passed on she told them she would see them later and not to start the tour of the castle without her. Then she was gone in a flash.

With Tonks gone, DaZach looked to Harry and voiced, "My Lord your kingdom awaits you. Shall we head that way?" Without waiting for a response he and his young apprentice began the walk to the city with Remus in tow.

Still in shock over his surroundings, Harry did not quite here what the older man had said. When he saw the rest of his group had left him behind, he sprinted to catch up. When he had rejoined the others he asked The Lord Chamberlin a few questions that had been on his mind since he found out about his heritage.

"DaZach, do the citizens of Avalon know that I will be assuming the throne? If they do, are they not worried that I am not even sixteen yet. How do they know I will be a fair and kind ruler. How do they know I will have the knowledge to decide what is best for them?"

By the time Harry had finished his rapid fire series of questions, Alzander and DaZach were chuckling at their young kings nervousness. After they had calmed themselves, they saw the young man glaring at them. To calm him down, DaZach began to answer his questions.

"I will answer your queries in the order that they were asked. Yes, the citizens are aware that you will be assuming the throne shortly. They do not know when you will arrive though. The coronation will take place on the night of your sixteenth birthday. The people of Avalon are not worried about your age, remember Arthur was but sixteen himself when he took the throne.

"I will answer your last two questions with one answer. The magic of Avalon has spoken to the Pendragon line for over a millennia. It has provided them with knowledge and wisdom to be fair and just when needed. That is not to say you will not make mistakes as no one is perfect.

"My Lord there is nothing to worry about. Alzander, myself, and others that you will soon meet will be by your side the entire time. Once you have settled into the castle, you will be trained in everything you could ever need."

DaZach finished his explanation with such conviction, even Harry believed that things would work out.

The group continued on enjoying the silence of the night. Each pondering their own role in what was to come.

As they approached the main gates of Avalon, DaZach shot a spell into the city. "That is to awaken the gate keeper and to have them lower the wards around the entrance.," he informed the newest arrivals to the mythical city.

Harry stopped dead in his tracks. On each side of the gate stood a statue that could be an exact copy of him in a few years.

"The resemblance is remarkable," whispered Remus in his ear. Harry turned to look at Remus and saw him with smirk worthy of a Marauder. Harry just shook his head to regain his train of thought.

"Don't forget who the next king is going to be Mooney." and just left the threat hanging there.

The other two companions just chuckled with amusement at the two. Everyone's attention was diverted back to the gate when a voice rang out,

"Who approaches the gates of Avalon and what are your intentions?"

"I am DaZach, the Lord Chamberlin to the throne of Avalon. My apprentice, Alzander, a visitor, Remus J. Lupin, and the future king, Harry James Potter Pendragon, are also in attendance with me."

Upon hearing that the Lord Chamberlin had returned and with their future ruler in tow, the gates opened faster than they appeared capable of doing. Once the entrance was fully accessible, the group progressed into the city of Avalon. At the sight of Harry the gate keeper dropped to one knee and stated with a hint of awe,

"My Lord it is with my great pleasure to be the first to welcome you back to your rightful home."

"Please, kind sir do not bow before me. I am a person just as yourself. No better, no worse. I only hope to earn the respect of the people with my actions, not because of who I was borne from. What is your name Keeper of the Gate?" Harry asked with sincerity.

"I am called Horton Gates My Lord."

"It is my pleasure to meet you Horton Gates. I look forward to seeing and speaking with you in the future."

"The pleasure was mine your Highness."

With the gate keeper leaving their presence, the group made their way to the castle. With in a few moments they had reached their destination only to be stopped by what could only be called miniature dragons. They were of equal height, roughly fifteen feet when at fully erect. Their scales were a mixture of silver and black, The tails had four spikes measuring two feet in length. And their eyes were mesmerizing blue. They appeared to be the same type that was depicted on the seal of Avalon.

"My Lord these are the royal dragons of Avalon. They have not been seen by anyone outside of Avalon since your many greats grand father, Uther II, was on the throne nearly 750 years ago. The species has been bred by the Pendragons for over two millennia. They will protect anyone from this land but can only be commanded by the King. They are the most magical of dragon. They are impervious to all spells and can adjust their height from what you see here to close to eighty-five feet in length head to tail. They will respond to the English language but only a snake speaker can communicate with them," Alzander finished his impromptu lesson on the creatures before them.

While Remus committed this fascinating knowledge to memory, Harry approached the noble creature to his left. After examining the dragon for a moment, he spoke.

'Good evening noble dragon what are you called?'

'I am named Raina young speaker and my companion is Naxos. It is a joyous day that you have arrived in our land. We have not spoken to a human in three hundred years. What did your creators name you?'

"I was named Harry James Potter. Recently I have discovered to also be a Pendragon. My great great grandfather was Harold Arthur Potter Pendragon. I have been informed that I am to assume the throne of this great land.'

When Harry completed his explanation, both dragons knelt as only a fifteen foot being could.

'We have waited for far to many moons for the arrival of the newest King. My Lord we live to protect and serve your family.'

'Arise protectors of the realm, you shall bow to no one, myself included. Is there anything I can do to aid in your service?'

'Yes please inform our care takers that we would prefer the sheep to be sheared before we are fed. Their coats have no taste at all and get stuck in our teeth,' said Naxos with what only be called a smirk.

'Could we get some mead on occasion my Lord,' chimed in Raina.

Harry could only laugh at the dragons request.

"Alzander inform the dragon's care takers to sheer the sheep before feeding them to Raina and Naxos. Also, please provide them with our finest mead."

The Lord Chamberlin and his apprentice just stared in awe at their young king. "You are a snake speaker Harry," asked Alzander.

"I have been since Tommy tried to kill me as a babe. He passed some of his talents to me that night. I don't truly understand how but it has been dead useful at times."

End Flashback

After the delay with the dragons they made to enter the castle when they heard some thing land with a thud behind them followed by the eternal cursing of portkeys and their creators. The group of wizards turned to Tonks slowly gaining her feet and rubbing her backside. She just glared at the men, as they took humor in her discomfort. When she heard what she thought was chuckle, only deeper, did she notice the two sliver and black dragons behind her companions.

"Oh shit! Dragons! Watch out guys."

"Hold up Tonks, they will not harm you. They are the protectors of the castle." Remus notified the pink haired Auror.

With a sigh she just nodded and looked back to the group.

"Guys we need to find somewhere to sit and talk because you ain't gonna believe what Dumbles told the Order."

DaZach said, "That can be arranged, follow me."

As Harry, Remus and Tonks followed DaZach and Alzander into the castle they briefly took in their new surroundings and were amazed at the under stated beauty of the royal home. After only two minutes of walking through Harry's new home they entered a small sitting area. When they took their seats, an elf popped into the room and questioned the Lord Chamberlin,

"Will you be needing refreshments my friend?"

"Yes please, could you bring some biscuits and a mild tea Tryana."

"Right away DaZach. I will return shortly." With that she popped out of the room. Within seconds she was back with the requested refreshments. "If you be needing any thing else just call for me."

After they had each gotten a cup and a biscuit, Tonks began retelling what happened at the Order meeting.

"That son of a bitch," yelled Harry as he stood up, knocking over the chair he was in. While Harry paced about the sitting area, the others were quietly thinking about what they had heard and what they could do to counter the old man's manipulations.

"My Lord, first thing tomorrow we need to do is go to Gringotts so you can officially claim your inheritance from the Potter line. Once you officially take the throne you will be considered an adult in the eyes of the Ministry of Magic. Until then you will have diplomatic immunity as an Ambassador of Avalon," stated DaZach.

"After tomorrow, we will begin the training you should have gotten years ago," replied Alzander.

With everyone in agreement, they decided to get to sleep. Tryana was called back.

"Tryana will you so these three to their accommodations for the night?" asked DaZach

"Of course Lord Chamberlin," replied the elf.

As the three new arrivals were exhausted from the stress of the day, the paid no attention to their surroundings. They figured they could get a tour later. After a short walk, the elf showed them to three rooms adjacent to each other.

"If yous need anything during the night just call for an elf and they will assist you," with that the little hostess disappeared with a pop.

"Good night Remus, Tonks"

"Harry, we will help you get through this, I promise," Remus stated with conviction and Tonks nodded agreement.

"Thanks guys I appreciate that, night."

As Tonks and Remus entered their rooms they found the beds, stripped down, and went to sleep as exhaustion overtook them.

Harry on the other hand, was too wired to even think about sleep. He took in his surroundings and notice the room was about the size of the Dursley's entire first floor. The decorations were elegant and understated, not what you would expect in a royal castle.

He was so confused. He started thinking about everything he learned over the last few hours. He just couldn't believe that he was going to be a king and not any ordinary king but the ruler of Avalon. He knew what he had explained about Dumbledore to the others, he was just glad the others thought he was telling the truth. The letters from his parents and King Harold sure helped with that part. He slowly climbed into the overly large bed.

He was happy that Remus and Tonks were with him but he knew who he really needed was Hermione. She always helped him get himself out these jams. She knew when he needed to rant at the world and knew when to calm him down. She would pester him to do his work but she also knew when to leave him be so he could relax. She just knew him better than anyone else alive.

Those thoughts just made him smile and remember the small things he liked about his best friend. They way she chewed on her quills when she was working on her assignments. The way her beautiful brown eyes lit up when she earned house points for a correct answer in class. The way she put her hands on her lovely hips when she was mad. And she was just so gorgeous when she nibbled on her bottom lip when she was worried or nervous. Oh how he wanted to taste those lips.

As thoughts of his best friend danced through his head, he whispered, "I love you Hermione," and with that the land of dreams claimed him until morning.

In another part of Britain the bushy haired, brown eyed girl woke with a start when she thought she had heard Harry say I love you Hermione. She only wished it was true and with that she feel back to sleep dreaming of her black haired, green eyed best friend.

AN. Sorry it took so long to update compared to the other chapters. I know things have been moving along slowly, 6 chapters to cover maybe one day. From this point on in the story things should pick up.

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