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That being said on with the chapter!

Harry entered the Weasley's kitchen at breakfast. The table was full with the usual Weasley bunch as well as Remus, Tonks, and Kingsley. As Harry sat to eat he noticed Kingsley give Remus a slight nod. With a solemn expression Remus sighed, "Harry, could I talk to you? "He asked standing from the table giving Kingsley a nod and Tonk's shoulder a light squeeze. Harry then noticed all heads turn to him with identical looks of curiosity; "Outside maybe" Harry said deciding by Remus's expression that this was better on a need to know bases for now.

Sighing Remus simply nodded and made his way to the backdoor. Harry started behind him but thinking better of it he quickly doubled back to grab Hermione's hand. Ron saw this and made to get up to follow the two, but Harry quickly stopped this," No Ron I'll tell you later what it's about." Ron just stood there dumbfounded looking from Harry to Hermione finally noticing their joined hands. He scowled but gave a curt nod as he sat down to finish his breakfast.

When Harry and Hermione made it outside Remus was pacing in front of the giant tree the Weasleys had. It was then that Harry finally noticed the state the older man was in. Remus had on his usual pants, shirt and vest, but it was his facial appearance that worried Harry. Remus looked worn and frankly he looked much older than what he was. He had bags under his eyes, and it looks as if he hadn't shaved in a while. His pale complexion wasn't helping much either. Hermione also noticed her old professors appearance and wondered if the full moon was near.

Remus turned as the teenagers approached clearing his face of all emotion. He had a feeling he knew what Harry wanted to talk about; if his hunch was correct then this was going to be a difficult conversation, Remus honestly didn't know how the young man in front of him was going to take it.

"Harry before you say anything, is this about what happened the night we brought you to the Burrow?" Remus rushed out. Harry simply nodded his head. Hermione looked at them both," What are you both talking about? Professor what is this?"

"Please Hermione time for formalities has passed especially with what I am about to tell you." Remus said in a tired voice. This he did not wish on anyone.

"The night we brought Harry to the Burrow there was, shall I say, an air of anticipation. I just thought it was because we were all so set on getting Harry here safely, but when we got here the feeling just seemed to get stronger. I talked to Kingsley and Tonks but they felt nothing. That's when I felt the surge of power you two released; I knew your fates were sealed."

"Sealed what are you talking about Remus? You're not making any sense." Harry interrupted feeling his anger quickly rise. He knew his fate was sealed with Voldemort and he accepted that but why was Hermione's fate sealed as well?

"Let me finish Harry." Getting a curt nod from Harry and an encouraging smile from Hermione Remus started his tale. "Legend has it in 1502 a weapon was made, a sword. Goblin forged this sword quickly became the most sought after item in the realm. A man named Stefan Morgan proved to the goblins that he was worthy of their sword. Morgan was the most powerful wizard in all of Britain. He was known as a guardian." Hermione gasped and shakily wrapped her arms around herself. Harry pulled her to his side wrapping an arm around her, noticing she was trembling he got worried. Remus also noticed the tremble in Hermione's small frame. She must have known what this was leading to."Guardians at the time were warriors of light; chosen after displaying great amount of strength while using light magic in its purest action. When Morgan obtained the sword from the goblins he stored his magic within the blades metal in turn making him and the blade essentially invincible."

"That's a great story and all Lupin, but why are you telling me this?" Harry asked more than a little annoyed with the older man. Remus was a little startled when Harry called him by his last name but thought better than saying anything. Harry was certainly not someone to mess with, but with what he was about to receive Remus didn't want to be on any lists.

"I'm telling you this Harry because years later Morgan relinquished his hold on the sword. In time the sword was lost. Many searched because it still had all of Morgan's magic locked inside. Through history it has come to be known as the sword of power. Now as legend goes only the worthy and most powerful can wield the sword, but the it does not come straight to you. The wielder has to prove themselves worthy. Instead the sword goes to the hands of a messenger. The messenger keeps the sword safe until the wielder is ready. Now I know what you are thinking. I personally always thought this was a story told to children, something like a fairy tale, but right after your little burst of power someone also of great power tripped the wards the Order keeps on Godrics Hollow. I went to see what it was." As Remus finished his tale Harry and Hermione noticed someone at the edge of the clearing. The person strode forward slowly in black robes.

Harry tried to see who it was but the hood on the robes prevented sight of the strangers face. Harry and Hermione quickly withdrew their wands and were about to shoot of stunners when Remus shouted for them to stop. Hermione quickly questioned Remus but Harry kept an eye on the stranger. Something about them drew him in. Wand still pointed Harry began to walk forward curiously. He could hear Hermione behind him telling him to stop but Harry couldn't find it in himself to stop his feet, he needed to see what this stranger wanted. As he drew closer Harry could see the slightest bit of a face under the shadow of the hood. A smile quickly drew to the strangers lips, "She calls to you doesn't she?" A female voice said. Harry just stared at the hooded stranger. It wasn't her that drew him in but the gleaming weapon she held at her hip. Harry finally lifted his gaze to look into the face of the stranger. Hood lowered Harry noticed that the woman before him was young and regal looking. With a pale complexion and high cheek bones, she smiled again to him and gave a slight bow of the head. "It is nice to finally meet you. My name is Amelia my lord. I am the messenger."

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