Dismclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter that belongs to J.K. Rowling. I do however own the plot and the lovely Amelia. On with the chapter! Enjoy!

Cold steel sang out next to Harry's head. Looking to his right he saw a dagger newly dug into the wood of the kitchen doorway. The sound of metal coming at him alerted Harry, at the last moment. Ducking quickly another dagger dug firmly into the wood right where his head used to be. Looking to the origin of said weapon Harry saw the smirking face of Amelia.

"Got your letter", Amelia said, in lue of greeting, moving across the kitchen from the doorway to dig her daggers from the wood.

"You could have killed me just now." Harry exclaimed shock written all over his face.

"I needed to check your reflexes", came her reply as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Where are Remus, Tonks, and Kingsley?" Harry asked sitting at the table. Only now was he glad it was so early that no one else was awake.

"I have to say Remus made a good attempt to follow me. Thought I might need an escort here, as Remus put it I might 'try something stupid' if I came alone. They came this morning bright and early saying I wasn't to leave their sight and that I would be side-along apparating. I naturally apparated before any of them could blink. How Remus kept finding me I'm not sure, but he tried to keep up that's for sure. I finally lost him somewhere in the Black Forest in Germany. The shifter and auror were easy enough to loose, right in Muggle London of all places. These are the people that are supposed to be protecting you? They act like their half asleep most of the time anyways." Amelia said smirking. At that point Harry wondered if maybe she had some relation to the Malfoys, her smirk fit right in. She sat at the table across from Harry staring at him intently. Harry wanted to turn away, but couldn't bring himself to. He felt he would be showing weakness, after not being able to dodge the daggers. Moody's 'Constant Vilegence' rang through his head.

Amelia and Harry heard Hermione, descending the stairs, at the same time. Amelia sent a quick glance at Harry before standing up and moving to the complete opposite end of the table. Moving a hand to the daggers on her right Harry shot up out of his seat and was by Hermione's side before Amelia could make the first throw.

"I've warned you once; this is the last you'll get. You don't harm her. Not even to test her." Harry said venom laced in his voice, wand raised ready to shoot.

"Are you sure?" Amelia asked watching them both closely.

"You don't harm her" Harry said biting each word, raising his wand from where it was pointed at Amelia's heart to in between her eyes, his knuckles turning white on his wand, his free arm pulling Hermione behind him. By this time Hermione had noticed the dagger in Amelia's hand ready to throw. She looked to her side and noticed to notches in the door that had just swung closed behind her. It was a good five minutes of Harry and Amelia staring each other down before Amelia lowered her hand and re-holstered her dagger.

"Why must you always stir trouble and either cause harm or threaten to?" Hermione asked.

Amelia sent a look in Hermione's direction. Looking around Harry she gave Hermione a once over before she answered. "I need to prepare him, prepare all that are going to surround him."

"Prepare him for facing Voldemort? He has been preparing. Voldemort isn't going to throw daggers at Harry! He would send an Avada at him the first chance he got! If you want to work his reflexes then send spells, charms, harmless things." Hermione raved moving around Harry when Harry went to pull her back Hermione placed a comforting hand on his arm to steady him.

"I'm not preparing My Lord for Voldemort. He means nothing to me. I am preparing him for something more challenging. As for his reflexes, of course I could use spells but daggers are more fun." Amelia said not bothering to look at Hermione but fixing her steely gaze on Harry. Hermione however noticed the tensing of Amelia's shoulders she wasn't being completely truthful and frankly Hermione wasn't expecting her to be.

"What's more challenging?" Hermione asked. Amelia however acted as if she hadn't heard her.

"What's more challenging Amelia?" Harry asked this time pushing for an answer.

"The challenge that will fall upon My Lord when his weapon is earned" Amelia said.

"Weapon? What weapon?" Harry asked; Amelia moved her cloak away from her left hip. The sword hilt gleamed in the early morning light, steel looking smooth and soft to the touch. An overpowering need came upon Harry. A light breeze began in the kitchen. He began to move around the table closer to Amelia his eyes glued to the sword. Amelia watched him closely, hungrily. Harry's hand stretched out, fingers straining to grab the hilt. His breath came out in hot heavy pants. Adrenaline coursed through his veins. Just as his fingers were about to touch the leathery handle Amelia moved out of reach. It was then that Harry heard Hermione's voice calling him. Turning he found the kitchen in disarray. Remus was beside Hermione; Tonks and Kingsley behind her alert and ready for danger. All the Weasley's, awoken by the commotion going on in their house, were piled in the front room trying to see what was happening.

"Your eyes" Hermione whispered. Harry looked in the mirror kept on the wall only to be met by silver orbs of the purest color. Gone was the emerald gentle color everyone associated with him. Hermione began to approach a light breeze picked up. Right as Harry turned to see her; Hermione felt the breeze and moved back quickly Remus already leaning forward to pull her back. In half a stride Harry scooped Hermione into his arms.

"Never be afraid of me. I could never bring myself to harm you." Harry whispered in her ear. Hermione melted in his arms at the reassurance letting her fingers run thru the hair at the base of his scalp. Harry opened his eyes to look in the mirror over Hermione's shoulder and was relieved to see he was met with emerald eyes, his mother's eyes.

"Don't look so relieved Harry" Amelia spoke disgust lacing her voice at the mention of his name.

"And why is that?" Harry asked pulling Hermione close to his side.

"It is your true self shinning through. You've held back your magic, your destiny for so long it fights against you coming out in bursts of rage. You must control it before it controls you." Amelia said.

"I am in control; these changes must be your doing."

"The changes occur because I have awoken the dragon inside of you. You must rein him in before he harms those you love."

Harry looked down at Hermione. He would never harm her.

"Fine, Remus and the Order will help me"

"And what of this?" Amelia questioned motioning down to the sword on her hip, "She calls to you. You can't deny it. It taunts you; you ache to feel the leather against your hand. To feel the strength and power flowing through the steel, the weight and song it sings when you swing her through the air. You know it's within your reach, that it should be yours. You arm feels incomplete, you feel incomplete without the weight of the sword holstered on your hip-"

"Enough" Harry roared effectively cutting Amelia off.

"You will give me the sword and be out of my life. The Order will teach me how to use it."

"You must first take it from me. I am the Messenger. I was told to bring the sword to you. I have done that but I will not leave it to some foolish teenager who doesn't know how to use or control it. Neither will I leave it to your precious Order. They couldn't even bring me here this morning! Admittedly Remus put up a good chase, but the other two we too easy to shake." Amelia raved backing to the doorway, positioning herself for a quick escape; her eyes shone inviting Harry to run after her.

"Who sent you to bring the sword to Harry?" Hermione asked.

"That is none of you concern." Amelia said. Seeing that Harry was about to come to Hermione's rescue Amelia quickly added, "All about the sword will be explained in good time Harry."

"Fine you will train me, but the moment the sword is mine and I can control it you leave never to show your face again." Harry then stepped away from Hermione; stepping in front of Amelia so only he was in her line of sight, " Listen closely Amelia if you harm one of my friends or anyone I care about I will kill you sword be mine or not. Do you understand?"

"I understand" Amelia answered, "Our training starts tomorrow you have much to discuss here. I look for you at the rise of the sun at the edge of the woods." With that Amelia left a quick jump out the door and she was within apparating boundaries. She had made it to the apparition point to quickly; Harry should have had to look at her retreating. It seemed that she had just stepped off the steps and was already out of the wards, truthfully it unnerved him but he would dwell on that later he had more pressing matter at hand.

Harry turned to face the people behind him, "I think it's time to call an Order meeting, and to induct new members."

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