Harry Potter and the Heir of Pendragon
By Sk8ernv
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Chapter 3: Long Live the King
"The King is Dead, Long Live the King"
With that a flash of white light enveloped Harry. The light was blinding and intense it could be seen for miles around through the small windows of Number 4 Privet Drive. Then as suddenly as it had began it stopped.
"What happened?" Harry asked unsure as to what had just transpired
"Your Majesty, It was the magic of Avalon connecting itself with you the new monarch. I am the Arch-Mage of Avalon Sorian. This man here is the Lord Chamberlain Darius." Sorian said pointing to the one of the men in Armor.
Darius was smaller than the other man and had jet black hair which contrasted with the others blonde hair who appeared to almost look Viking. While he was smaller in stature he none the less gave off air of importance. It was clear that this man was others superior, but he also appeared to be his friend.
"Your Majesty, I am your Lord Chamberlain and this is your Man-at-Arms Sir Gladius" Darius said while still kneeling.
"What ruddy nonsense….a King….King of what freaks?" Vernon said and then spit at Harry.
Then in a motion that would not be thought possible the large man who had until know said nothing lunged at Vernon Dursley and placed a Dagger across his throat. With eyes a blaze with power and rage. Vernon lost control of his body through fear. Then just when Vernon believed that he could not be in any more fear. The mammoth man spoke.
" How dare you I should cut your throat from ear to ear for the insult you placed upon His Majesty and the people of Avalon. If it is your Majesty's wish I will end his life" Gladius said not taking his eyes off of Vernon.
" Ummm….No please don't he is not worth" Harry said almost feeling pity for the man who had made it his mission in life to torture Harry.
"With your Majesty's permission we will take our leave of here." Darius said.
Unsure as to what to say next. The only thing Harry could do was nod his head, and began to head upstairs to pack the few possessions that he possessed. Until he was stopped half way up the stairs.
"Your Majesty, Please allow me to gather your things." Darius said and with a flick of his wrist Harry's large steamer and Hedwig's cage with Hedwig in it appeared in front of Harry. Harry unsure as to what had just transpired opened up his trunk and saw that everything he owned was expertly packed and folded inside.
Then with a wave of his staff Sorian opened up what could only be described as a Vortex in the middle of the sitting room. The vortex had the appearance of water, but you could just tell that it wasn't water. The air was crackling from the pure magic that was coming from within the Vortex. Instead of fear which Harry had thought he should be feeling. He felt inside a deep since of peace and comfort. It was almost like Vortex was leading to where he was supposed to be. With all of the Gryffindor courage that he could muster Harry stepped towards the Vortex.
Harry stopped right before the Vortex, and with one final look he took in the cupboard which had been his home for so long. He then looked at the Dursley's with a look that was pure venom.
"I am never coming here again. For your sakes I hope that our paths never cross again. When Dumbledore asks where I have gone tell him I have returned home at last." Harry said with authoritative voice that left no interpretation in his words
Then Harry stepped through the Vortex never to be seen again on Privet Drive. As all of these events were transpiring another major event was taking place next door to Number 4. Arabella Figg the cat loving neighbor of Harry and secret member of the Order of Phoenix who's charge it was to report anything unusual to Professor Dumbledore watched as the bright flash of light vanished from house. Then a few moments later magic greater than any she had felt before began to come from the ordinary looking house. Then just like the bright white light the magic stopped coming from Dursley's
The site that greeted Harry on the other side of the vortex was beyond imagination. When they exited the vortex Harry found himself on the top of a large hill over looking what could only be described as the most beautiful places Harry had ever imagined let alone seen.
"Welcome home your Majesty. Welcome to Avalon" Sorian said with look of pride on his face.
"I never knew that a place this beautiful existed." Harry said with awe.
"Indeed sir, it does exist" Sorian said as he directed Harry towards the carriage that awaited them.
The land was truly a wonder. Never in his life had he ever glimpsed a place that was so captivating. The lands were rich an luscious. Every where he looked he saw magical creatures. A flock of Phoenixes flew overhead as they approached what must have been the palace.
The Palace was made of White Marble and was molded into the mountain that overlooked the sea. In the center of the castle was a waterfall that appeared to flow out of the castle itself into a lake that had numerous boats going from one end of it to the other. It made Hogwarts seem small in comparison. It was easily 4 times larger than Hogwarts.
The most noticeable thing about this strange land was not the beautiful scenery, or the beautiful homes and buildings that were everywhere. It was the magic. It could only be described as intoxicating. Harry could feel every blade of grass, every leaf, and every drop of water. Harry had never felt such strength in his entire life. Even within the walls of Hogwarts he had always felt a strange power calling him. Here it was even more intense.
Seeing the look of pure happiness on the young Monarchs face Darius looked at Harry and said.
"Do you like it your Majesty?"
"I have never felt anything like it before. I don't understand I feel so connected with this place like I was always supposed to be here."
"That's because you and the land are one" Sorian said " The sensation you feel is the power of Avalon connecting with her new King. You are the embodiment of Avalon and her Magic. You are connected to her in a way that no one will ever fully understand. All Witch's and Wizards have a connection to this place that is how they can draw upon her powers and cast spells, but none are as deeply connected as you. In time you will learn to wield her powers and hopefully stop the one who would wish to destroy everything that she represents."
"And what is that What does Avalon represent."
"She represents hope and future things that Lord Voldemort care nothing about. Through you Avalon will prosper or die. You are now the future of our nation." Sorian said
These words suddenly stroke a cord deep within Harry. When he first heard the words that three strange men had told him at his aunts house. He really didn't understand what they had meant. Now he was starting to piece together the words. He was King of Avalon. Never in wildest dreams could he have ever foresaw this.
"So what now where do I begin" Harry said looking up at the Palace of Avalon.
With these words Harry was brought into the formidable fortress which had housed so many generations of his family before and would once again house yet another member of House of Pendragon. As Harry entered the Palace the first thing he notice was that along the walls were a series of busts each of the previous Kings of Avalon. Then in the center of all of the Great Kings he saw the first. The greatest King ever to have lived or ruled over Avalon. It was the statue of the Great King Arthur. He stood in the center of the chamber holding the mighty blade of Excalibur.
"Your Majesty, Welcome Home" Darius said to the awe struck Harry.