Return of the Mages Chapter 18: Princesses and Warriors, a harry potter fanfic

Warning! This chapter contains sexual references and some foul language.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: PRINCESSES AND WARRIORS

Monday morning dawned brightly if not chilly for an April morning. Student's groaned at the thought of a new week longing for the weekend to come swiftly.

" Adam, Josh, come on Breakfast and school," Harry called. Josh came out of his room dressed in his Hogwart's uniform. His dark brown hair was sticking all over the place.

" Come here," Harry said. An open kitchen was in the front room. Harry put his hand under the tap and then smothered Josh's hair spiking it up for the boy.

" Harry," Josh whined.

" Go on Kiddo, I'll meet you down in the Hall," Josh left, " Hey, Pronglet you wanna a piggy back ride?"

" I'm eleven Dad, not six," the newly minted 11-year-old puffed his chest out then let out is breath and grinned, " of course,"

Harry knelt and the boy jumped onto his back. Laughing the two made their way down to the Great hall. Breakfast was already in full swing, the students barely talking tired from being up so early after two lie-ins Adam slipped off his father's back before they entered and entered halfway down the Hall before Harry entered wearing full Elfish War uniform, which consisted of Black trousers, and shirt with a maroon cloak fasted with an emerald green broach. Boots of Dragon hide to his shins both with hidden blades in sheathes. His beloved broadsword was sheathed at his side. His right hand was encased in the magical enhancing glove. Since Saturday's attack Harry had begun wearing his uniform almost in preparation for a battle. He strode up to the Head table and sat down, the Hall was abuzz with the events of Saturday.

" Do you care to tell them my boy?" Dumbledore said looking at the teacher, his black beard shining in the sun neatly trimmed.

" Of course headmaster," Harry nodded his head. Harry stood up and the Hall silenced looking at the Defence Against the Dark Art's teacher, " Good Morning student's the faculty have decided to create an extracurricular program after School on a Monday and Thursday evening, if the program is successful it shall be incorporated into lessons next year. The Program is called Beyond Magic and will incorporate History, knowledge, Martial Arts and Duelling. The lesson will be graded but the program is completely voluntary at the moment, the first lesson shall be tonight at 7pm in the Duelling Room on the Fourth floor, thank you,"

As he finished the Great Hall oak doors, which remained closed during breakfast, opened to reveal one person. They strode into the large hall confident of their surroundings. Long dark red hair cascaded down her back, as her weary grey-green eyes were alert as if looking for danger. Her beautiful smile seemed genuine though her lean body looked toughened from battle, her weapons surrounding her body seemed a testament to her skills. Across her back she had a sheathed double broadsword and on either thigh a long dagger.

" Guinevere," Harry said startled and for the first time in a long time truly smiled. He moved out from behind the table and ran the length of the Hall meeting her embrace like old friends, her smile grew wilder and they giggled like teenagers. Suddenly Harry pulled back as though he realised he made a faux Pas. He stepped back and withdrew his sword, kneeling before the newcomer he placed the sword at her feet.

" Your Royal Highness, I have sworn to uphold His Majesties justice and shield with my blade. As a member of the Royal family I extend my swordarm to you to use as you see fit," he bowed his head.

" Ileck Iban Der'nei, my loyal servant. You Oath to my father is upheld, he would not have let me leave if his finest warrior wasn't protecting his daughter. Come Ilea, stop with the formal talk you and I are friends," She said, pulling him up and they hugged again.

" Ah hem," Dumbledore coughed.

" Oops," Harry grinned idiotically, " Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and wizardry may I present Her Royal Highness Princess Guinevere Ibania Rivern Alyrdrial, Daughter of King Rivern and Queen Lanai of the Elfish Nation,"

" Perhaps we could retire to my office, I think you have some explaining to do," Albus Dumbledore said sternly, " Student's you are dismissed, get ready for lessons,"

In the next minutes there was lots of noise as student's exited talking about the new lesson or appearance of the strange new woman.

" Come on Pronglet," Harry said and the boy walked over to his father looking mildly at the woman before him, she looked at one of her closest friends perplexed about the change in his appearance then to the boy beside him just under five foot tall with messy black hair and emerald green eyes like his father his face was thinner though with a sharp blade-like nose and soft full lips. He reminder her of someone but she couldn't recall who.

" Whose this?" she asked politely.

" Adam Potter, my son, I would like for you to meet Gwen," Harry introduced them.

" Pleased to meet you," Adam said shyly,

" Your son?" Gwen raised an eyebrow curious to know how her eighteen-year-old friend had a child about 10- or 11-years-old.

" I will explain later," he said, " Remus!"

" Hello Harry, how are you?" Remus asked moving through the students smiling politely at Gwen.

" I'm well I have to see the Headmaster could you possibly ask Kristen to take my lessons for the first years and take Adam to school,"

" Of course Harry," Remus said and walked Adam off as Harry escorted Gwen to the Headmaster's office. The pair made small talk not really going into details about what they had been doing the last few months as they moved up the steps passed the Gargoyle. Harry knocked on the walnut door and paused.

" Enter," Dumbledore's distinct voice came. The pair entered and seated themselves opposite the desk where the Headmaster was sat; the Deputy Headmistress Professor McGonagall was also with him, " So who is this?"

" Gwen, Guinevere, is the daughter of the Royal family of the Elves as I'm sure you are aware," Harry answered coldly annoyed by the Headmaster's tone and attitude.

" What is he talking about?" the Transfiguration teacher asked politely.

" I have links to the Elves," Albus sighed and suddenly he seemed smaller, " I was married to your Father's younger sister many years ago, the Princess Gwendolyn Ibania Baldrin, of course I am well aware of you your Highness,"

" I was named after to my Aunt," Gwen said smiling liking the older man, " She has never been forgotten,"

" No she hasn't," Albus whispered then he visibly shook himself off, gathered himself and looked at Harry, " Ilea?"

" When I turned eighteen and completed my Rites of Nietra Kristen's father Der'nei began to call me Ileck Iban Der'nei, I was his adopted son so he named me after the majestic and courageous Griffin because he said I had their nature," Harry explained.

" We have heard rumours of an Ileck defending Josh," Dumbledore looked at him.

" Josh is to be a Mage much like Michael and Ginny," Harry shrugged, " I was sent to protect him, the elves are once again trying to gather the seven mages,"

" Did you know he was your nephew?" Dumbledore asked.

" No, I only found out at the last minute his last name was Dumbledore," Harry explained.

" Ok," the Headmaster sighed, " As Krissy is teaching your lesson catch up with the princess

Harry and Gwen walked out of the door in silence both caught up in there own thoughts.

" Mira's here," Harry spoke up first.

" Your love?" Gwen teased him grinning.

" Hey, she's thirteen and I was never interested," Harry returned mock annoyed as he led her through Hogwart's towards his suite of rooms. They got into the rooms and Harry took a seat but Gwen remained standing looking Harry over.

" That's a thing buddy boy, when you left us you were just eighteen, yes I know about the two-year time travel," she explained before he had a chance, " and now you are twenty-nine, two years older than me!"

" That's complicated," explained Harry taking a deep breath, " In January I chased what I believed to be a rogue Shape shifter but discovered it was Ginny Weasley in Animagus form, we were talking when an explosion occurred and a young boy stumbled into the clearing. We took him to the Hospital and I touched him thus began aging 12 years,"

" Why this boy? Why did he make you change?" Gwen looked confused as she sat down.

" The boy claimed to be called Adam Potter before he passed out," Harry looked at Gwen.

" Well that's absurd, there are no other Potters,"

" That's what Dumbledore and I said so he performed a blood test, I was matched as the father,"

" Excuse me," Gwen's eyes flared in shock.

" I was given a note which took me to the future of sort's where I met Kristen. She explained that in a few months you and I find a spell that is able to send someone or something into the past. However it was discovered it wasn't their past the person was sent, it was an alternate universe therefore they weren't able to strike at Riddle and make their world peaceful," He explained, " Riddle was due to attack so they sent Adam through to find his father, me, here so when he touched me I received the other memories of Adam growing up and aged to what his father should be. I am Adam's father,"

" What about his mother?" Gwen asked. Harry hesitated before he stared her directly in the eye.

" Are you Pregnant?" he returned then, " Is that the real reason you came here because you're due in a month?"

" I-I," Gwen was stunned and then she whispered in elfish and her body changed so she wore a flowing forest green dress and her stomach grew until her natural form was realised with baby showing, " I'm sorry I didn't tell you Harry but how did you know?"

" Because Adam is our Son," Harry revealed.

" But, but how I mean he's the one I'm giving birth to?" she stuttered, "then if there are two Adam's the world would cease to exist,"

" Kristen explained that with Adam's appearance in our universe, it caused some temporal changes, in other words she believes you're having a girl,"

" Oh wow," Gwen looked flustered then appeared upset," First I cannot have a baby without getting married and secondly I could never be Adam's mother, I don't even remember giving birth to him, he's a total stranger.

Harry grinned at her like a maniac then got up going to a chest of draws.

" I think I can help you with both of those," He turned to her and knelt on one knee opening a velvet box, nestled in soft folds was a gold band entwined around an emerald, " Guinevere Ibania Rivern Alyrdrial, I have loved you since I met you two years ago, more recently in the summer, it would be an honour if you would be my wife and mother to my children?"

" Harry do not do this because you wish to do the right thing," she said almost in tears she added, " How will this help with Adam?"

" Firstly I love you, even if we were not having a child and already had one, because you are beautiful, smart and you can put up with me," he said grinning, " secondly this ring came with the letter, it was intended for your finger only to remind you of your happiness and feelings of Adam growing up so I ask again will you marry me?"

" Oh Harry you've matured, of course I love you and yes I would be honoured to be your wife," she smiled tearfully and embraced before Harry placed the ring gently on her finger. The world grew brighter.

Flashback…

Gwen lay in the Hospital wing of Hogwart's panting with her was Harry, Madam Pomfrey, and Dumbledore who had a grin on his face.

" Breath deeply, honey," Harry suggested holding her hand.

" You have the bloody baby next time then," she snarled squeezing his hand hard, " Mr Potter the next time you want sex I'm saying no,"

" You didn't say no last week, Mrs. Potter," Harry grinned.

" You try having a baby," Minerva grinned at the two lovers.

" Sorry honey," Harry said meekly.

" Come on Guinevere, push," Madam Pomfrey said. Gwen screamed again and her hand clenched Harry. Ten minutes Harry Potter looked down on his new baby son, clean and pink the young baby weighed in at 7lb and 4oz. He held the emerald-eyed baby in his arms and he looked up into his father's eyes content with sucking Harry's thumb.

Smiling at his wife and took the young boy through the swinging doors and looking onto the faces of the gathering crowd.

" People, I'd like you to meet Adam Michael Potter," a hush fell over the crowd. His smile and love was infectious so the crowd sighed entranced by the sight of the two, father and son. He was congratulated by especially Kristen, Hermione and Ron.

" Can you come with me?" He walked back into the hospital wing giving the child back to the mother. Harry hugged his wife and blanketed son, already the boy was struggling to grab daddy's hand.

" What can we do?" Kristen asked.

" Gwen and I discussed it we'd like you and Ron to be godmother and father," Harry said, " I know it not usual but we'd like to be his godmother too, Hermione,"

" I'm lost for words,"

" That's a first," Ron muttered.

The scene changed Gwen was stood with Krissy and Ginny. Harry was playing with his two-year-old son giggling like a little boy himself.

" How have the attacks been going?" Kristen asked.

" Mostly we've repelled them," He answered looking at the three women.

"Dada," Adam said suddenly.

" Did you hear that?" Harry asked, " I'm his first word,"

" Congratulations Harry," Ginny said then added, "He is a good father,"

" Yes he is," Gwen said love on her face as she watched her husband play with their boy.

End flashback…

" Harry you bastard," Gwen shouted at him trying not to laugh as the two of them entangled themselves.

" What?" Harry said innocently.

" Remind me never to have a sex with you," she said haughtily.

" Too late you're having my daughter soon," he grinned and ducked as she threw a pillow at him, " Was it so bad?"

" The pain was indescribable," she returned.

" Gwen, I don't think we should tell anyone about the pregnancy yet," Harry said seriously, " That's why you hid it from everyone wasn't it?"

" Yes," she admitted, " I wish to keep it a secret for the moment,"

Much later Gwen and Harry were sat on the couches talking when the door slammed open and Adam came running into the room excited, Gwen didn't have time to change her form as Adam hugged his mother. Harry saw emotion range across her face like a beacon; love, gratitude and eagerness.

" I wondered when you were going to get back together," Adam said.

" What do you mean?" Harry looked at Adam suspiciously, " Pronglet, you remember I told you about the different time flows, your mother and I hadn't got together yet,"

" I know Dad, but still I've got my Mum back now," He cuddled up to the pair, " besides I was just waiting for Mum to return from the vale."

" You ready to become a mother at your age?" Harry asked Gwen.

" Well I am having your second child," Gwen returned and Adam looked up.

" I'm going to have another brother or sister?" he asked eagerly.

" Another?" Gwen raised her eyebrow.

" Long story," Harry said then explained about Josh.

Thirty minutes after dinner had ended the school were in the magically enhanced Duelling Room. A little-used room until Harry had discovered its' cob-webbed sanctum. As everyone entered they could go left or right to tiered stone amphitheatre. Straight brought you to an open area with a scattering of sand then a stage and a desk in the right corner. The room was a semi circle with the seats all-facing inwards towards the straight wall. On the stonewall was a magnified blackboard so all could see the teachings and the teacher of the lesson. Hermione, Ron, and Ginny sat on the second tier of the left side with many Gryffindor's. Josh and Cary were sat close by.

Ravenclaw's sat behind them and opposite sat the Hufflepuff and Slytherin students. The teachers and guest sat on the first row on either side eagerly awaiting Harry. Gwen and Adam were sitting with the teacher's. Hermione looked around and could see neither Draco nor Harry.

" Where are Harry and Draco?" She asked.

" Oh Harry said he'd be a little late," Reilly answered absent-mindedly.

Suddenly a flash lit up outside the door and everyone craned his or her necks to see. Abruptly the doors flew open and a figure slid through coming to rest in front of the stage. It was Harry Potter with two daggers in thigh Holsters and his face shiny with sweat. He got up shakily as a second figure entered. A gasp echoed around the room as Order Members and Teachers struggled up and reached for their wands. Striding into the room was a tall figure with long tapered fingers and a chalk-white face. Its nose was simply a slit and its red eyes gone crimson sneering malevolently at Harry Potter. Lord Voldemort had entered Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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And the Continuation…

Lord Voldemort had entered Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry merely shook his hand and head indicating that the staff should sit down. They did puzzled.

" Pertrificus Totalus," Voldemort shot suddenly at the Boy Who Lived, Harry merely rolled aiming a foot at the Dark Lord's chest. But the Dark Lord grabbed Harry's foot and with his own momentum twisted him mid-air. Harry's whole body twisted but he landed on his feet like a cat ready to strike as Voldemort moved forward bringing his knee up and catching Harry in the stomach, the boy grunted and back flipped.

" Inmóvil," Voldemort fired using the defence curse for immobilizing someone but Harry twisted as the curse come within inches of hitting the boy, now it was really beginning to heat up. The crowd was on the edge of their seats including many of the teachers wondering why A) Harry wasn't fighting back and B) what Voldemort was doing there anyway?

" Oh Tom, Tommy your slow today. Did your Muggle Father not teach you any tricks?" Harry taunted the Dark Lord to the surprise of the Audience who remained on edge especially the teachers. The only one relaxed was Kristen

" Relámpago pesado," Voldemort relished the curse and sent the lightning curse Harry's way where it flashed yellow, he was getting angry. Suddenly something fizzed in front of Harry and a shield came up, like a normal shield.

Harry dodged to the right as another curse came bounding his way as he quickly drew one of the knives and slashed the arm of the robe causing a rivulet on blood on the Dark Lord's arm.

" Your Death shall be mine Potter," He shouted, " Tempus Fiere,"

A stream of fire alit from his wand but Harry ducked and rolled coming back up to his feet with a grin on his face.

" Wow Voldie, Did your Father teach you that one? He would be proud from Hell," Harry shouted as he suddenly stumbled. Voldemort now grinned, an eerie maniacal grin before moving in for the 'kill'.

" Avada Kedavra,"