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This is my first attempt at fan fiction and I have some ambitious ideas for this one, I hope you enjoy it. I will update as soon as I can :)

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Gabriel loved being home it gave him the feeling of utter bliss, of total completion, but now was not the time to ponder about his homeland, his father needed to know his youngest son was finally here.

Walking through the giant golden gates that marked his fathers abode, Gabriel waved the sentries aside as was his right, being their general, and leaping the steps quicker than the human eye could follow even with the burden of Harry, he quickly found himself bowing before his father.

He was always in awe when in the presence of God, as waves of light danced around, plusing with an ancient power. It was intoxicating, but through millenia of familiarity he could resist the urge to loose himself in the rythmic tides flowing around him.

Sensing his sons arrival God omnipotently said; "Ah my beautiful son i trust this young lad would be my youngest adoration?". His voice rang through the chamber, commanding attention.

"Yes father although I must say I fear for my brother, he weilds a power like I have never known, but as you can see his markings do not match our own, I dont mean too question you dear father but did we make a mistake in his creation. Will he still be as you wish?"

"Ha ha Gabriel do not frett my son, all is as it should be, what or should I say who you see before you will undoubtably need all of us if he his to fufill his destiny, but everything is there within him we must help him control his grace and prapare him for the battles that will find him"

A sad almost harrowing looked crossed Gods features as he reminised the need for a new Angel to his ranks, one who's life will be filled with peril and trauma, to a soul so pure it pained him greatly for anyone of his sons to suffer such an ordeal.

"Ah Gabriel you must forgive me, I think it is about time we brought our youngest kin around, would you be so kind as to gather your brothers, it may come as a shock to him, however we must inform dear Harry of his devinity and his destiny."

The black void that surrounded Harry was comforting, gone was the pain, and hysterical laughter that came from his Uncles pleasure at Harry's expense. All to soon he felt himself slowly drifting back to conciousness he did not open his eyes however he was too distracted with weird new sensations, he could feel people around him, could feel something from them, like waves surrounding them, it was so confusing "what the hell is that" he thought, he might be sleeping, but quickly dismissed it as more forign sensations filled his every nerve.

He couldn't discribe it, but he felt powerful, like there was nothing he couldnt do. Figuring he best face the Dursleys before they beat him some more for his lazyness, he opened his eyes and promptly squeezed them shut. He could have sworn he just saw... men with wings.. then something dawned on him "they must have killed me, my only family and they KILLED ME!" He felt anger course though him in swathes, building to yet another crusendo, he jumped from the floor quicker than he thought possible and felt his power surround him surging away in a blaze of energy. Having been through the trauma of his punishment, this new development was eating away at his rationality.

His eyes open, he took in his surroundings looking at each strange being in turn each was different from the last they were beautiful it was the only description he could come up with and found that it fit perfectly if not being some what understated.

Before he could demand what was going on however, a booming, and yet gentle voice came from behind him. Startling Harry out of his thoughts and his anger he Spun on his heel, preparing for an assult, he had some how over done it though as he was looking at the floor rushing towards him.

Completely on instinct he reached out to stop his fall, only it was not his arm that extended as he had expected, but a wing, wrapping around him, executing a perfect roll he was back on his feet in an insant staring at the source of the noise.

Before him stood what he could only decribe as a giant, at almost ten feet, the being should have come across as intimidating, but that couldn't have been further from the truth. Having a long white beard and gentle wrinkles around his eyes, dressed in a long white robe he was actually a comforting sight, filling Harry with emotions his brain clumsly tried to make sense of.

The sight of the giant before him induced overwhelming feelings of love and trust within Harry. He had never laid eyes on the man and yet knew he was safe in his pressence, never before had he felt as right as he did just then.

Remembering his abrupt menouver all other thoughts left his mind, recollecting the sight of the wing that broke his fall.

"It must be my imagination" he thought but never being one for patience Harry streched and two magnificent wings unfurled from his back. It felt so natural as if they had always been there.

Looking over at them curiously he had to admit "they were amazing!"

Along the top edge of each wing, was a light summer green which darkend as it reached the centre morphing to Black.

Yet the most startling feature was the fiery red colour that seemed to explode from the middle of each new apendage right down to the long elegant flight feathers, they truly looked like they were ablaze.

"My son now I know you are confused and very scared but please bear with us, for we are your family, and need too pass onto you the knowledge of how and why you are here, ahh but where are my manners, as I am sure you can see before you are my sons, they are Arch Angels the most powerfull of my children on your left is Gabriel my most powerful son.

In the world you come from he would most closely be refered to as a General. Next we have Rapheal our gifted healer.." God went on to introduce the other three angels, Uriel, Zadkeil and Azreal. Harry just stood there staring at each in turn with an amazed expression.

"Forgive me sir but i don't really understand what is happening"

"Its Father Harry, but please have a seat this shall take some time"

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"...this shall take some time"

Before Harry could gain some clarity out of what was happening, the man who called himself Father waved his hand and plush white chairs appeared out of thin air. To stunned to move Harry just stood there looking at the chair in front of him, come to think of it now his brain was starting to catch up to the crazy turn of events that had recently happened, he took a moment to look at his surroundings, or lack there of, there was no defenition, no ceiling, or sky, no floor, just a white formless expanse. He found it quite disorientating. Coming back to his senses he noticed those gathered around him were watching expectantly, following their example he decided that if he sat down maybe he could get some answers to the countless questions he had, very gingerly he approached the chair almost as if it would dissapear at any moment, probably as he went to sit down. "this must be some sort of illusion, I bet I've just been drugged by Uncle Vernon or something..."

God chuckled too himself at his youngests antics, staring at the chair he had brought for him, like it was a wild animal. If he was befuddled by a chair appearing from no where then this conversation will probably give him a near heart attack. He wasn't worried though they had picked this soul for reason after all.

"Now Harry I understand you may have many questions, but for now I ask that you let us fill you in on what we know and then you may ask us any questions that you may have. Is that ok?"

Confermation came in a meek nod from Harry so he began from the beggining.

" Now we must begin ten short years ago. We were made aware of a great evil within the human race, as I am sure you are aware Harry we are in Heaven and at our centre is the earth it is our power source, our beating heart if you will and if I do say so myself one of my greatest creations. For you see Harry I am refferd to as God by those who believe in me, that is where our power comes from. But this realm is not the only one there is another that dwells on another plane called hell, there always has to be a balance, where we are on this side of the light there must also be a dark side too balance our existence. Where there is good there will always be evil it is a never ending cycle, now if you can understand this i think what is to come next may be easier to understand."

Another meek nod from Harry had God continue his tale

" I keep a record of every soul on earth as their creator I have a responsibility to look after them, one which i could never abandon. This is all recorded in the Charter of souls, now ten years ago we first noticed that every soul ceast to exist in the charter but one by the name of Tom Marvello Riddle. We believe that he is somehow gaining power and will eventually wipe out all life on earth to build a population of his own."

"Sorry to interrupt you ... Father but couldn't you just stop him being a god and all?"

" Ah you see that is the problem Harry, I can't directly involve myself with the lives of mortals, to do so would disrupt the very fabric of life itself. I may have been the catalyst for the earth and its inhabitant's, and its guardian, but life is very fragile. While those you see around you are not governed by life. We can only effect outcomes through others like yourself for example. Almost eleven years ago Harry you were born as the son to Lilly and James Potter, fortunately we knew of Riddle's plan's otherwise you would not be here today. There needed to be a Savior down on earth you see as like I said were there is bad there must be good, your soul was chosen Harry to be my son the first in millennia it is your destiny my boy to stand for justice, to show people that there is light in every shadow. Harry you was born so pure hearted as all souls inevitably are when they first embark on life but what made you different was that you are a protector.

"Throughout time of great need, life will balance itself with a protector, a guardian, destined to protect the very essence of life from those who seek to destroy it and you my boy are the one.

When you had almost reached the age of one, Gabriel came to bestow upon you the gift of grace so that you could be prepared to face the inevitable toils that lie ahead of you. And this is what saved you Harry.

" I know this may come as a shock to you Harry even more so than what you have already heard and witnessed but one day you will be more powererfull than me, that is why we had to be so careful in our choosing. The power you weild if not used correctly could be the end of everything,... of existence...

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"Could what father said be true, more powerful than him? It just can't be"

"Be very careful choosing your next words Azriel, You know I will not stand for blasphemy..." Gabriel's words commanded obedience and all four angels looked to him for reasoning.

Raphael always the diplomat came forward "Forgive him brother, I am sure he ment no harm, but his troubles are similar to my own, a power such as father's being weilded by a mere boy.."

"Who might I remind you all brothers... is also family, I have watched over him since his very birth, and could think of no mind more level to handle such might, it is our duty to father to see to it that harry is prapered for the coming battles. He has a logical and faithful soul I have no doubt that he is the protector."

Gabriel turned to look at Harry laying down. His features soft as he gazed lovingly at Harry's unusual grace markings. He had no doubt that Harry was to be the Guardian of earth, these markings had proved it, after a bit of an explanation from God.

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"HARRY!"

God placed a reassuring hand on Gabriel's shoulder instantly relaxing him. He always did have a soft spot for Harry.

"Do not worry Gabriel, he just needs time to come to terms with what we have said"

Zadkiel squatted next to Harry's unconscious body in his rough voice he looked at Father "Is it really true then, this little things gunna be the one, look at him he's all bone! doubt he's got any fight in him"

Gabriel jumped up in fathers defence " YOU'VE GONE TO FAR BROTHER"

God once again placated his somewhat hot headed General "Peace Gabriel there is nothing wrong with voicing opinions"

" As to your question Zadkiel yes I am most certain Harry is destined to be the one, there are a few things you must learn about Harry, I had wanted to tell him myself but he obviously needed a bit of time to adjust. What you need to understand is that the grace is not Harry's only power, he is also a warlock or at least will be with training."

Uriel's face lit up at this bit of information "Sweeeet.. Lil bro's gunna be like me then, but I ain't as powerful as you dad though, I can't even take Gabriel in a fight."

Azriel swatted his younger brother up side the head "Bah Uriel your childish tounge is irritating me why don't you keep your impulsive tripe to yourself and let father finish"

With almost puppy like enthusiasm Uriel bounced on his feet dancing around his sombre brother " Azzy my man... Why you so grumpy, you just wish you was as cool as me dude."

" Refer to me as Azzy again and we will see where your modern tongue gets you when I rip it from your mouth!" Snarled Azriel, tripping his younger sibling and gripping him by the throat.

"Enough" Raphael said in a voice demanding no arguments picking the two up as if they were nothing more then toys, he separated them on either side of him, neither voiced a complaint knowing that as being second only to Gabriel, Raphael would use force if it was needed.

God watched taking a moment to witness the antics of his sons with merth. They were all so different from one another, Gabriel was the leader, powerful grace and a loyal heart he would defend his family with his dying breath. Then there was Raphael the tallest of the five but not the biggest, Raphael had the biggest heart and a natural grace for healing, he was the glue to his brothers joining there differences in to a loyal group. Then Zadkiel perhaps the veteran was the angel of justice, he had fought many battles against there enemy's and had a hardend heart for it. He had trouble with trusting those around him, but once that trust was placed you had a formidable ally always watching your back. Azriel was also a very guarded character being the angel of death, his closest brother was Zadkiel, he was very stiff in social activity's but out in the field his grace was second to none his movements leith and smooth, and accuracy that never wavered. And last but no means least his now second youngest son Uriel he was also somewhat like Harry as he did have a small amount of magic because of his grace. Uriel had a fascination with being cool trying to be modern with mortal's latest fashion. He was an easy going happy go lucky soul. As different as they were God thought to himself he wouldn't change a thing.

"Ahem.. Now that you have finished perhaps we can get back to topic as this will concern all of you."

"As I was saying Uriel, Harry is both an angel and a warlock, you however have somewhat magical grace, so that is where the difference lies. He will need all of you to help him learn how to use and control his grace, as much as harry is Angelic like all of you he is also human, because his magic has made it so, and that is what will make him so powerful, I can not fathom what he will be capable of. Never before has magic and grace been combined into a single soul. I wish for you to train Harry in every aspect you can think of, Gabriel will lead you in this, once he is ready and has mastered his grace we must perform the bonding ceremony. That is what will let him act against evil, where we cannot."