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Warnings: swearing in the last part

Destiny Awaits:

Chapter Seven: Arcane part 2, and hysterics.

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Last Time:

"Time to visit Master Eldon and Dumbledore," he muttered, turning the book back in but keeping the two letters: Harry's acceptance letter and Dumbledore's refusal letter.

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The students at Arcane, if they were asked, would say Adrian was calm, even-tempered, kind, helpful, and selfless, nearly 99 of the time. Catch him the other 1 and they'll advise you to not get in his way. Hence the reason everyone was jumping to the sides as he came storming through the hallway. Some, who were most assuredly not human, were even clinging to the walls and ceiling in an effort to not get in his way. Adrian was not aware of the dangerous aura he was emitting, nor was he aware of the fury flashing in his eyes. His sight had zeroed in on Master Eldon's office, and nothing else was penetrating his mind or senses.

Striding through several hallways that looked alike, he came to the corridor with the office of Master Eldon, Headmaster of Arcane. Moving quickly, the letters slightly crushed in his fist, he lifted his right hand. Not knocking, he merely raised his hand up to form a backwards 'L' shape, then bent his ring and pointer at the second knuckle. Murmuring a word, he slowly drew his hand from his left shoulder to his right, still forming the hand sign, before abruptly straightening his arm completely. Several locks clicked before the door opened softly, revealing a set of staircases. One on the right, and one on the left. Walking quickly up the left staircase, he came to a platform with three doors. He opened the one on his right and strode in, hearing his Headmaster's voice through the oak walls. Coming to the door, he stepped in as it opened by itself, pausing to survey the room.

The office was warm and cozy, dark stained wood furniture placed strategically to make it seem larger than it was. A heavy stained desk, four conjured chairs in front, while a comfortable chair behind, held paperwork in neat stacks, while the chairs held the Hogwarts' Heads and Dumbledore. Master Eldon sat in his chair, looking at them shrewdly and in an annoyed sort of tone. Behind him was a dark stained wood counter with two bookshelves on the edges, a large window between. Other bookcases were against the wall that held the door. On the sides of the room were tapestries for decoration. The walls were dark red, while the carpet thick and black. Little crystals hung from a branch in front of the window, sending rainbows out into the room. Other objects were placed carefully within the closed bookshelves and on the counter.

"Ah, Adrian, come in," Eldon's stern features softened slightly at the sight of the small Arcanus.

"Master Eldon," he bowed slightly, ignoring the surprised looks the five sported. "I found something, interesting as well as infuriating." He handed the papers to him, standing to his right just a bit behind him. Eldon snapped his fingers absently and the wrinkles vanished, enabling him to read the letters. Dumbledore looked impassive, but a brief flicker showed his surprise for a split second.

"An acceptance, and a refusal letter," Eldon muttered, looking at Adrian with a frown.

-The acceptance letter is to Harry Potter, from Arcane.- Adrian spoke in Celestial (angelic language)1.

-Yes? And the refusal letter?- Eldon replied.

-The date it was written and sent out is after Harry's parents' deaths.- Adrian said impassively. Eldon frowned more heavily. –Harry Potter is the one who defeated Voldemort several years ago.-

"This is troubling," Eldon returned to English. He studied the letters again then laid them on the desk and pulled out his wand. Eleven and three quarters in length, dark brown wood with light brown spiraling it; the wand practically hummed with magic. "Auralis Revealo!"2, the letter floated gently into the air, glowing a soft gold, then the gold detached itself from the paper and formed a point of light, writing a name in cursive golden letters: Albus Dumbledore. The Heads gasped softly, looking at their Headmaster in bewilderment. "Tempus Revealo!"3, Eldon nearly bellowed. More gold appeared, forming the date it was written: 9 August 1986. Adrian's eyes widened slightly in surprise; he turned abruptly to Eldon, his mouth dry.

"That's impossible, no one has been invited to attend Arcane before nine years of age in the past five hundred years." He hissed, paling. Eldon's features were dark, fury set deep within the lines of his face. He turned slowly to Dumbledore, standing up and straightening to his enormous stature of six foot eleven inches.

"You have no idea of what you have done." Eldon whispered softly. His cold brown eyes revealed his power, fury, and fear.

"Why did you send a refusal letter?" Adrian asked, so softly they wouldn't have been able to hear it had the room not been dead silent.

"Harry needed to stay away from the Wizarding World," Dumbledore spoke meekly. "I did not believe he was ready to undergo vigorous training at the mere age of six." Eldon continued to stare steadily at him, horror starting to spread across his face.

"What have you done?" he whispered, terrified. He turned to Adrian, not hiding his fear. "Get Tamathias, Lorraine, and Syriana up here now." Adrian nodded, closing his eyes. Moments later, his eyes had opened again and he nodded slightly to indicate they were coming up. His order confirmed, Eldon returned his attention to Dumbledore, ignoring the confused teachers.

"Arcane is a very special school, for those who's powers are great enough that they are a danger to themselves and everyone around them. Most of our students are sent a letter at the age of nine, which is the usual age in which we have determined their powers are in fact beyond the safety regulations. However, there have been instances in which a student is contacted earlier, because their powers are beyond the ability of their family's control. The younger the age, the more power. For young Harry to be invited at a mere six years old indicated his powers were at least equal to a soon-to-be-graduating student, or a seventh year. Without proper training, his powers could quite literally destroy an entire Muggle neighborhood." Eldon looked extremely serious as the teachers began to comprehend the consequences of Dumbledore's actions.

"Albus," McGonagall spoke, "he could have killed us all in the past five years."

"Yes," Eldon leaned against his desk. "But you did something, didn't you, Dumbledore?" his eyes narrowed threateningly. "You put several spells on him to contain his magic, that's the only reason that we did not send an Advisor to his home."

"Advisor?" Severus asked.

"If a student refuses to come to Arcane," Adrian started explaining, "It is standard protocol to send an Advisor, a high-ranking student or professor, to the student's home. They help stabilize their powers so they don't become too dangerous, mostly by using spells that contain the student's magic, but the spells loosen every year. As the spell loosens, more power is available to the student, but it is released slowly over time so they adjust to their magical levels slowly and safely. It usually takes a student five years for the spell to dissolve and for them to gain control over the magic within them."

"So these spells are made to help not hinder the student?" Sprout asked.

"Indeed, the spells are not permanent, and usually wear off long before the student's magical heritage kicks in." Eldon spoke.

"Then what has happened to Mr. Potter?" Flitwick asked, curious and excited. He had only vaguely heard about spells and charms like these ones.

"Dumbledore placed spells he should not have." Adrian spoke coldly. "Firstly, it was illegal for him to place any spells on Harry, secondly, it was illegal for him to intercept our letter inviting him, and then refusing for him."

"Certainly it wasn't illegal!" McGonagall cried in outrage, "Mr. Potter no doubt wanted to go to Hogwarts, not Arcane, thus it was his choice, not-"

"Harry Potter did not know about the Magical World until Rubeus Hagrid came to get him!" they turned to see Bliss standing by the door, her lovely features twisted with fury. Her silvery white hair was billowing slightly, and her toes were barely brushing the floor: she was levitating nearly an inch off the floor. Behind her, they could see Terror and Sin hugging a shocked Harry.

"Syriana!" Eldon bellowed. She instantly dropped, bowing her head in shame. "Forgive me, child, but you mustn't allow your anger to control you."

"Uh, hem," Adrian coughed, wincing slightly. Eldon inhaled sharply, dug in one of his desk's drawers, and pulled out a silver and gold circlet. He put it on his head and everyone could feel the power in the room, which had steadily grown since the letters were brought in, evaporate. Adrian exhaled and slumped against the wall, sliding down it with a hiss. Sin instantly moved over and lifted the smaller boy up, who simply hung limply in his arms. Syriana, or Bliss, touched Adrian's head gently, speaking softly in Celestial, before he managed to stand up on his own.

"Forgive me child," Eldon murmured, "But your strength and control are increasing. You held back my power nearly twenty minutes, even as it continuously rose." Severus stared at his son in shock, he hadn't appeared to be doing anything, let alone saying spells or making wand movements to contain the magic. The four Heads shivered, the power within the room felt more ominous than any they had felt before, but to think a fifteen year old could hold it back without batting an eye, to prevent them from being overpowered, was unbelievable.

! Are you all right Harry! Lorraine, or Terror as most called her, asked softly in Sphinx (4). Harry blinked, looking up at her with large eyes. He didn't realize when he replied to her, that he spoke a language beyond the ability of a human.

! I don't believe this, I'm so confused! he whimpered, holding her tightly. She pressed a soft motherly kiss to his head, letting him squeeze her waist and sides. On the way up to Eldon's office, Harry had also seen through her own Glamour spells, revealing she was a Sphinx, or to be more accurate, a Gynosphinx (5).

Eldon settled behind his desk, his face grim. Steepling his fingers, he closed his eyes in thought, pondering the situation laid before him. On one hand, he had an untrained Arcanus who needed to be trained immediately; but on the other hand, said Arcanus was Harry Potter, the Light's idol. His lips twitched down, the Light's idol indeed, more like the scapegoat. He had kept himself informed on this war, the founder warning him against turning a blind eye, he had known that the boy was the one who stopped Voldemort, however, seeing the boy immediately put him on the alert.

"I told you, nothing is as it appears," a soft whispery voice echoed in the quiet office. The Arcani bowed their heads slightly to one wall, a tapestry pulling back to reveal a full-sized portrait of an elegant woman. Her hair was silver with age, but it only enhanced her beauty. A strong face, Roman-like nose, small thin lips painted pink, her skin a dark tan, indicated both a love of outside and an ancient heritage. She was dressed simply, a white silk dress fell in folds about her curved form, brown sandals tied around her calves to her knees. The dress hung from a gold and bronze metal choker, her dark shoulders visible. Around her biceps were metal armbands, decorated like her choker, only with hints of platinum. Her dark brown hair fell freely down her shoulders to her mid-back, green, blue, red, and black threads twining around several strands. Her forehead was decorated with a simple circlet made of one platinum strand, two gold strands, three silver strands, and four bronze strands. A single red stone decorated the circlet, hanging down from a chain of pearls to rest between her eyes. The most mesmerizing part of her was her eyes. At first glance they appeared to be simply brown, but once one looked at her more intently, the brown swirled with gold and bronze. Wisdom was visible not only her eyes, but in every subtle movement she made.

"Milady Aries Arcane," Eldon bowed.

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Voldemort hissed softly, staring intently through a window. He felt…something; the magic within him was reacting to something he couldn't comprehend. Moments ago it felt as though magic was hammering against him, but a shield was there, protecting him, just above his skin. He could feel the enormous power pounding against it, but the shield held against the raging magic. It felt eerily familiar, but he couldn't place the signature. He would be certain to thank whoever it was, however.

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Remus sat in his room quietly, a book in his hand but unopened. A black shaggy dog lay by his feet, his head down in a show of depression. "Don't worry Padfoot, I'm sure our cub is fine," Remmy soothed softly. Padfoot whined softly, still missing his godson. "Adrian won't let anything happen to him, I know he won't." Remmy whispered, his eyes pure gold. Padfoot snuffled in reluctant agreement.

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"I can't believe Harry's gone, I hope he's okay," Ginny whispered softly. She and Hermione were curled up on a couch, not having moved since they realized Harry wasn't in Grimmauld Place. Hermione sat reading a book quietly, Ginny had her head on the brunette's lap.

"He's okay," Hermione murmured reassuringly, stroking the redhead's hair. She knew Harry was all right, she could feel it in her heart, besides, he was with Dumbledore, Adrian, and the four Heads, why wouldn't he be safe?

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Lady Aries Arcane smiled faintly at the gob-smacked looks on the Hogwarts teachers. "It has been a while since any of the other schools have visited my home." She spoke gently and firmly, a knowing look in her eyes.

"We were not aware we were able to enter Arcane," Dumbledore recovered quickly.

"Of course you can," she smirked faintly, "so long as you come to speak with me and the Head, not if you desire the knowledge within my walls." she concluded. "Now, what has you so upset Eldon?"

"It turns out that the Headmaster of Hogwarts deemed himself important enough to refuse one of our students from accepting their invitation." He spoke humbly.

"I see," she hummed softly, looking thoughtful, but not at all upset. "Harry Potter, come here so I may get a good look at you," she ordered. Harry slipped from Terror's embrace, stepping cautiously towards the large portrait. Lady Arcane's figure filled most of the canvas, yet the background was visible when she moved. It was the grounds of Arcane, the school visible without the wards up. Green covered the island, except for the sky, which was a pleasant robin egg blue. Magical creatures were seen everywhere, in the sky, on the ground, in several lakes, etc. Stepping within arm's length, he gulped, realizing she was quite tall, taller than Voldemort's impressive height.

"Yes Ma'am?" he asked politely. She smiled down, studying him carefully. She frowned at his clothes before looking at Sin.

"Yours, Tamathias?" she asked smoothly. He nodded slightly. "Excellent taste," she praised, continuing her inspection. The stone between her eyes glowed softly, magic washing over him. "My, my, isn't this interesting." She smiled warmly down at him, putting him at ease. Terror hugged him from behind, putting her chin on the top of his head. Lady Arcane chuckled deeply, kindness clear. She looked at the Headmaster of her school, her eyes lit up with warmth and laughter. "I believe I have the solution to this sticky situation."

"Yes Milady?" Eldon asked, listening patiently.

"Send Harry back to Hogwarts, but send Tamathias and Lorraine as Defense teachers, Syriana as an assistant to the nurse, and of course Adrian may return as well. They shall teach him all he needs while there, and they may see how different the schools are." She spoke curtly. "Any questions?"

"Not at all Milady," Eldon said, after thinking it through.

"I must object," Dumbledore spoke, "We already have a Defense teacher…"

"Nicolas is not a worthy teacher, let alone a teacher designated to teach children how to protect themselves while a war is going on." She clipped, her eyes flashing. "If you hired that imbecile, then you are more of an idiot than I took you for."

"Nicolas does not have the credentials to become a teacher, he doesn't even have the credentials to find a job at all," Eldon explained.

"Milady," Syriana spoke softly.

"Yes, child?"

"May I become a Divinations teacher instead?" Lady Arcane looked thoughtful for a moment.

"That is fine as well, I believe they have a centaur as one currently."

"I can teach with him, elaborate on some of his vague predictions." She said, hopefully, looking at Eldon. He nodded, giving his permission.

"And the Ministry will have no objections to having five Arcani at Hogwarts, teaching the students." He approved. Dumbledore nodded curtly, his lips in a thin line.

"Excellent, enjoy your visit students," Lady Arcane smiled at them, then straightened and folded her hands against her belly, her form stiffening before all movement ceased within the painting. With a soft flutter, the tapestries floated down to cover the portrait.

----- (Warning: Adrian has a Potty Mouth in this section)

Remus lifted his head, feeling the wards around Grimmauld Place stiffening and twisting. Rising, he petted Padfoot's head comfortingly and strode out the door. Heading down the stairs, he paused before entering the living room. Seconds later, alarms went blaring off as a group appeared. Bemusedly turning the alarms off, he watched as the group attempted to straighten themselves out of the tangled heap they landed in.

Severus, cursing quite vividly, untangled himself first, striding away and nit-picking his robes. Dumbledore, freed from Severus's legs, stood up and wiped his own robes down. The other three Heads managed to free themselves next, leaving Harry entangled in two unknown girls, an unknown man, and Adrian. The silver-haired girl was laughing hysterically, not at all helping the others get untangled. The man was holding himself up as best he could, trying not to fall on top of Adrian. The brunette girl was grumbling and swatting at the silver-haired girl, protecting Harry as best she could as she untangled his legs. Adrian was mimicking his father and swearing quite fluently, in several different languages. Remus understood five of them, but the others went over his head.

"Bliss, I'm going to fucking kill you! If you ever, damn it! Do that again, kuso! I'll wring your goddamn neck! Chikuso!" Adrian wriggled, flailing about as he desperately tried not to be squished. Harry, free thanks to Lorraine's help, grabbed his hands and started tugging, helping to slide him out from the other three Arcani. Syriana was thrown to the floor by an irate Lorraine, who managed to pick herself up off Tamathias, who appeared to be trying to play a demented game of Twister, and winning. Having no worries of landing on Adrian, he let himself drop to the ground, chuckling softly to himself.

"That wasn't supposed to have happened, right?" Harry asked, helping Adrian rise. The young Snape scowled, nodding as he cracked his shoulders.

"Bliss just had to go and decide, 'hey, let's all go upside-down in mid transportation,' " he growled, glaring at the girl. She beamed, smiling cheekily at him. She then turned to Tamathias.

"Looks like all those games of Twister finally came in handy huh?" she chirped. He looked at her disbelievingly, then smirked slowly.

"No, those positions were ones I use in bed," he replied, looking completely serious. The adults stared at him wide-eyed. Adrian blinked and covered his face, his shoulders shaking. All of a sudden, Adrian, Syriana, Lorraine, and Tamathias burst out laughing, tears actually falling. The adults just looked at each other bemusedly.

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1) Celestial – the natural language of angelic beings, found in my Monster's Book, I love my book! –huggles it-

2) Auralis Revealo – not a Latin spell because unfortunately I haven't yet managed to learn Latin just yet, it's pretty explanatory however: Reveal Aura.

3) Tempus Revealo – same as before, except Tempus is actually Latin: Reveal Time/Date.

4) Sphinx- obviously the native tongue of the different Sphinxes.

5) There are four different Sphinx species in my book:

Androsphinx – always male, very intelligent, clever and generous. Body of a winged lion and male humanoid facial features.

Criosphinx- always male, not very intelligent, pursue wealth, body of a winged lion, with a great ram's head.

Gynosphinx – female counterparts to the Androsphinxes, they like to solve riddles/puzzles as well as find others to solve their own. Body of a winged lion with female humanoid facial features.

Hieracosphinx – always male, evil, body of a lion with the head of a great falcon or hawk. They apparently don't have wings, but they do have limited flight abilities.

The three males species all search for the Gynosphinx, which makes them prized, obviously.

Italics are words in Japanese, swear words actually.

Thanks to:

Wolfy: Well, more Remus in this chapter, and Padfoot is there too. Padfoot is being "grounded" since no one is supposed to know he's still alive yet, so he's stuck in Remus's room. Ha ha. Poor puppy. Thanks for the review and your vote, it was the only one but hey, I'm going with it. Thanks again.

wover03: Yay! Another review! Thank you! –hugs reviewer- Yes Dum Dum is going to get it, sadly, not yet. He's starting to realize though, . Lady Arcane, while nice outwardly, was ROYALLY pissed off with him, she can hide it though.

Otspock: Thank you, I hope it's interesting and not boring, cause otherwise I won't have such wonderful people review!

Branwen777: I appreciate your vote of confidence in me. If you REALLY want to read a good Voldemort/Harry story, you should check out Abandon by Batsutousai. It's long but well worth it. Reclaim is Abandon's sequel and it's just as good. I absolutely love her stories, and she loves reviews more than me. Plus, more of Dum Dum's manipulations appear in the next chapters, Voldie wasn't immune to them either, so that should help. Thanks for reviewing!

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