Author's Note: Hey guys! Here is my second chapter for this weekend, I hope you are all having a wonderful Labor Day weekend! Lots of bar-b-ques and things like that! Once again at the bottom of this chapter I will be naming the mods used, though not all of them can be seen just yet, they are in effect, I ask that all of you check them out. A big shout out to my reviewers and the people I've been pming back and forth about this story! I love you all and you guys really help me keep the fire burning!
Now, onto the story!
Harry stared at the elf in confusion while the two men he trusted more than anyone else began to laugh. "Oh, that reminded me of Hermione," Clavicus Vile announced after a hearty laugh. "Don't trust him, Harry," he said in a high pitched girly voice, "he's a werewolf!" The man who Harry knew as Sirius Black threw his head back and laughed heartily again at the memory. "Yes girl, I am Clavicus Vile, Daedric Prince of Tickery and Wishes," he said with a grin. "However, I'm also Harry's godfather."
"Hercine, at your service," the Huntsman of the Princes said with a grin. "However, I also spent a year teaching this young man how to defend himself from dark creatures," the Daedra said with a wink at the raven haired wizard. "Its all part of the hunt after all. Of course, he's one of the few prey I've ever had who manage to outmaneuver me and keep him and his friend safe while I rampaged," Mooney commented with a proud smile. "He also saved Clavicus' life that night."
"Shut up Mooney," Clavicus snarled. "I managed to survive twelve years surrounded by those creatures feeding and drawing on my powers while the wizard wards kept me contained. I had one slip up and you won't let me forget that I was almost consumed by the damned things," the daedra said with a huff as he crossed his arms, making Harry smile at his childishness, an action that made the outlaw of the wizard world smile as well.
"How can you be human and daedra at the same time," Harry asked looking between his godfather and his honorary uncle in confusion, while Tamaria continued to duck down behind him in fear. "How were you even on Earth?"
"Well that is easy," Hircine said with a smile as he clapped his hands. "We were on vacation," he said as though that was enough. Seeing Harry's confused look he chuckled and shook his head. "We as Daedric Princes rule over certain areas of Oblivion as well as our followers here on Nirn," he said clearly as he sat his stag mask off to the side. "Every few centuries we decide to get away from it all and just live easy, as we call it. We pick a world and are born to it, forced to use that world's laws, even in magic. I was a perfectly human child for years before Fenrir bit me and awoke my inner beast. The only power we really had was to slip back into Oblivion before coming here to Nirn to see you. Though we did have to wait for the students and judges to go to bed so they wouldn't see our actual forms."
Sirius snorted as he reached down and scratched the grey furred dog behind the ears. "The werewolves in Nirn are different from the ones in your world," he explained. "They have fur and the whole wolf shtick while you saw Mooney's shame," he said with a laugh causing the other daedric prince to look at him with a glare. "The magic of worlds are different Harry, remember this. They evolve with the world and through the people who use them. Lycanthrope is similar to a virus, each person it infects changes it a little more until its something unrecognizable. Your worlds magic is closed in and cut off from a majority of the world, so the magic itself is smaller and weaker than compared to other worlds and created the 'core' inside a person to build up over time. Here in Nirn, magic is open and everywhere, it will refill your 'core' and reshape it."
"Harry," the timid voice of the piercing obsessed elf asked from behind him. "Are they... are they giving you a magic lesson?" The auburn haired woman was in a state of denial at the moment. This moment beside the campfire was throwing everything she had ever learned about the Daedra right out the window. She had been taught that all daedric beings were corrupt and evil, and now here she sat listening to two of the Princes who obviously cared about the wizard boy in front of her, giving him a lesson like a pair of fathers.
The boy simply nodded before moving to sit beside the fire again. "That does explain some things," he said looking at the fire he had created and played with. "I feel more powerful than I did at home and while using magic does make me slightly tired, its no where near what it was like at Hogwarts," he said with a small smile on his face. "So, if you two are Daedra, does that mean my dad is here somewhere too?"
Hircine and Clavicus frowned at each other before shaking their heads. "While it would have been nice to have Prongs here or even in Oblivion, he isn't one of us," the former professor said with a sad smile at the boy. "James was human, like we were, but we could feel it even then. Prongs was more powerful than any mere human and I'm not just talking about human magic either. We determined he was someone like us, an entity, probably on vacation, but we could never figure out just who he was or where he was from."
The green eyed boy bowed his head at the fact his father wouldn't be able to help him in this world. "Oh," was all he managed to come up with. "
"Well, as much as we'd love to stay and hang out, we need to get going," Hircine said with a groan as he stood up and stretched. "The problem with coming back is that we need to sort out our respective realms and see just what is going on," the sandy haired daedra said with a frown as he picked up his stag-skin mask. "We'll be keeping an eye on you Harry, never fear that," the former professor said with a sad smile at the wizarding hero.
The dark haired man stood up next and smiled at Harry in a way that only his godfather could. "I'm going to need to talk to some of my friends here to see about some things," he said mysteriously before clasping a hand on the teen's shoulder. "I'll go ahead and tell you that Cedric and Fleur are already out of their respective tasks and some of the things they've experienced have leaked over," he said with a wink. "As your godfather, I think I can pull a few more strings than just some memories and changed psychology," he said happily. "We're always around if you need us. Just find our shrines and we'll be able to talk."
"Thank you," the wizard said with a grin as he hugged the daedric prince tightly. "I was afraid I'd have to go through the task without hearing from anybody, but I'm glad you here. Now, I won't feel so lost without anyone from my world." The teen stepped back and watched as the two princes began to fade away in dark red swirls of energy. Remus was placing his mask back on his head, looking fierce with the bow strapped to his bare chest, while Sirius merely laughed as he faded back to his own realm.
Sighing as he watched the two daedra fade away with their canines Harry was oddly happy. Remus and Sirius were here, in some form or another, and they said he could come to them with problems he was having. He wasn't alone in a world full of strangers anymore. Turning around to Tamaria though, he saw her amber eyes flickering in the fire light as she watched him with suspicion once again. "I didn't know they were coming," he said quickly waving his hands in front of his iron breastplate. "I'm just as surprised about this as you are!"
The woman pursed her lips as she stepped around the dragonborn keeping a wide birth as she moved toward the strange white fire the teen had created. "You are the dragonborn, related in some way to two of the Daedric Princes and from another world," she said with steel in her voice that made Harry wince. The sound of metal sliding across fur made him gulp as he saw her draw her sword from her scabbard and point it at him. "You realize what this means do you not," the elf questioned as she dropped into her fighting stance.
"No... not really," Harry said as he drew his own sword and stepped away from the seemingly crazed elf woman who was watching him intensely.
"It means, we'll have to train twice as hard to get you ready for what lays ahead," she spoke quickly before leaping across the expanse between them while swinging her sword. Steel met stone as the wizard blocked her strike and the one that followed. Tamaria was certain that this wizard was destined for greatness and she would be the one to make sure he was ready. How odd it was that so shortly after meeting him she felt this protective streak to help prepare him for the horrors to come.
The warrior elf and the teen dragonborn pulled themselves from the river early the next morning after crossing to get back to the road. While Tamaria was nude, her weapons and armor held above her head, Harry was still in his boxers as had carried his armor across the river to keep it dry. The sun was beating down on them but still Harry found the weather freezing even so far below the ice snow on the mountains. He would have to look up a map or globe of Nirn to find out just where he was, but he was certain that he was far into the northern hemisphere of this world.
As the two put on their armor a soft whistle drew their attention to the southern part of the road. A woman was walking up the cobbled stones with a sly smile on her face as she eyed the two up and down making the teen blush. She had red hair with a eyes that seemed to flicker between cold blue and a rich honey yellow. Her heart shaped face was covered by green war paint that seemed to resemble claw marks stretching from left to right. Her long hair fell over shoulders and slid down to her shoulder blades.
Her armor was, in Harry's opinion, more suitable to be counted as armor than Tamaria's was. Iron sat atop her shoulders lined with red fox fur that ringed her neck. A vest made of bear skin was stretched tightly over her breasts and stomach, attached in the front by leather cords that showed her cleavage and bellybutton. A leather skirt hugged her upper thighs with two curved metal pieces hanging down to her knees on the outside of her legs. A pair of leather boots gripped her shins and padded her steps while a heavy and strong hunter's bow was slung over her chest, its drawstring cutting between her ample breast.
"'Lo," the woman said as she drew near enough, though she did not bother to raise her hand in greeting. "I am sorry to interrupt you two," she said with a gleam as she watched the elf shrug nonchalantly but the strapping young man blush. "However, I seem to be a bit turned around. I was coming from half-Moon Mill from a job with one of my shield-brothers, Skjor, when we seemed to get separated. I am hoping he can find his way back to Jorrvaskr on his own, but just in case have you seen him? A tall man, bald, blind in one eye wearing wolf patterned armor," she asked looking between the two hopefully.
Harry shook his head. "I'm sorry Miss, I can't say we've really seen anyone other than you since dawn," he said before dropping onto a boulder sticking out of the hillside and pulled his boots on. "We were in the Barrow all day yesterday and are on our way to the Riverwood Trader to drop off something we found for them. We'll be going on to Whiterun after that, if you want to accompany us until we get to Jorrvaskr, is that right?, we don't mind the company."
While the fourth year wizard was being polite, Tamaria was eyeing the other red head with a frown as she crossed her arms under her breasts and tilted her head to the side. "Hold on there, we don't know anything about this woman," she scolded the teen. "What is your name? I know you are from the companions, the shield-brother comment gave that away, but how did you two get split up? Usually the companions are better than that."
The companion smirked at the elf and put her hands on her hips as she answered. "I am Aela the Huntress, one of the Companions of Whiterun," she said in a clear voice so there was no misunderstanding. "As for how me and shield-sibling were split up, it was an argument if you must know. There are rumors of trolls on the seven thousand steps leading to High Hrothgar and Skjor was interested in seeing if he could take it out. However, a troll that high would have to be a frost troll and I would have liked back up before taking on such a creature myself so I thought we would get paid for our job and then travel up the mountain with a few other proud companions. I awoke this morning to find that Skjor had left on his own."
"Hmph," the elf made a mocking noise as she turned her back on the nord woman. "I didn't think they allowed lovers in the companions, not since Kodlak Whitemane took over as the new Harbinger," Tamaria said with a glance over her shoulder. She thought the other red head would get mad, but instead she chuckled before almost bursting out into a full belly laugh at the elf's words.
"Skjor is not my lover," she said easily. "If anything he is like a second father to me since I joined the companions. We hunt together, that is true, but there are no feelings that run that deep. Now that we are through talking about my love life, why not do the courteous thing and introduce yourselves, especially if I am to be traveling with you," the nord said with a feral grin toward the elf.
The black haired wizard stood up after finally clasping all the buckles back on his boots and feeling the armor seemingly resize itself to his body once more. "I'm Harry," he said casually. He didn't notice the tension between the two women and was completely lost in why Aela was grinning at Tamaria who had her back turned. "This is Tamaria, she's agreed to accompany for a ways on my journey," he explained. "I'm supposed to be going to Whiterun to tell the Jarl about the dragon attack on Helgen but we need to deliver this-"
The boy was suddenly cut off by Aela as the woman moved to stand directly in front of him, causing him to step back against the rock he had been sitting. "A dragon attacked Helgen," she asked looking off in the direction she knew the town lay in. "This is amazing! Imagine the look on Skjor's face when I come home with a dragon's skull and all he has is some troll fat," she said excitedly with a smirk on her face.
"Well yeah, but it flew off down the valley," Harry explained pointing in the direction of Riverwood and Whiterun beyond it. "We need to get soldiers to guard Riverwood and put Whiterun on the defensive," he said as he tried to inch his way past the companion without rubbing his face on her breasts. "However, since it was on the way we decided to take a quest from the guy who owns Riverwood Trader to get back something stolen from him. The Barrows though emptied out on the far side of the mountain, so we have to go back through Riverwood, drop off the golden claw and then we can go see the Jarl of Whiterun."
The three began to make their way down the cobbled road, Tamaria and Aela flanking the Boy-Who-Lived as they made their way toward the small town beside the river. "That sounds like a very nice thing you are doing, Harry," the nord said with a smile on her thin lips as watched the young armored boy walk slightly in front of her. "How much coin are you getting to do this for the town?"
"Coin? You mean like payment," Harry asked looking at the taller blue eyed woman with a frown. "I didn't ask for any money honestly," he said with a shrug. "I just like helping people and the feeling it gives me."
"With that kind of attitude, I think you would make an excellent companion, if you can prove your arm with that sword you are carrying," Aela gestured toward the sword at Harry's waist. "Though, if you only have a one handed weapon, it might be prudent to get yourself a shield as well. Blocking with a sword can waist a movement that could be better used slicing an enemy open."
The elf made a derisive noise as she walked on Harry's other side. "I think you'll find that Harry doesn't quite fit the mold of a companion," she said with a smirk at the new red head, who frowned at her alongside Harry. "Companions are warriors," she explained to the teen. "They feel that the use of magic is cheating in a fight and that it dishonors the combatants."
"Oh," Harry said with a frown as he lightly bit his lip in thought. "Yeah, while I'm learning to use a sword still thanks to Tamaria, I don't think I can become a companion," he said to Aela who was looking at him in confusion. "I was born with magic, its part of who I am," he said with a sad smile at the blue eyed goddess that was walking beside him. "While I'm learning to use weapons I could never give up my magic," he explained.
The red head looked at the boy with shock. Magic was looked down upon by many of the companions but she understood that like any weapon it took time and energy to train and focus. No body was just born with magic, it took long years of research and meditation to be able to weave the energies of the world to do your bidding, but for young man at roughly the average age of marriage in Skyrim to be boasting the ability to use magic was almost unheard of.
"While many of my shield-siblings view magic as dishonorable, I am not among them," she said with a scathing look at Tamaria. "I understand the years of practice and work that goes into spell crafting, I have fought many mages after all," she said puffing herself up and drawing the hormonal teens eyes to her breasts as she did so. "In a duel or weapons training, I would find it unfair to use magic, but in a battle to the death if you do not use all that is at your disposal than you are a fool," she said.
The group continued walking up the road, the black haired teen, the auburn haired elf and the red headed nord, with the little village of Riverwood growing in the distance. None of them thought to look towards the peaks above Bleak Falls Barrow, where a black dragon with glowing red eyes watched them from a distance. "Ful, dovahkiin neilaas dii iidah. Das hi fen fraan jahrii ahrk zomaar bah do Alduin! (So, the dragonborn survived my attack. Soon you will feel the full and terrible wrath of Alduin!)"
Author's Note: I hope you all liked the current chapter! I will be working on next chapter starting tonight, hopefully it will be up tomorrow!
Mods:
Bijin Warmaidens (version 2.8) by rxkx22
Bijin Wives by rxkx22
P.S.
I'll be having a quick vote, either by pm or review for the next follower to join Harry from Riverwood. This will be the last one until Harry gets Lydia as a Housecarl.
Jahiya by Sniizy
Camilla - Bijin Wives by rxkx22
Shiamar by Thrillawhale
Kavula's Followers by kavula
Almveig Eldsdotter, the Battlemaiden…- Kavula's Followers by kavula
Rashida Windgrace, the Ansei - Kavula's Followers by kavula
Aodhamair o' Flannagain, The Breton Witchblade - Kavula's Followers by kavula
You already have Tamaria and Aela you don't need any more yet! - Also an option!