Chapter 6: My Arthur

The week seemed to drag on unusually slowly, as I was strangely excited to confront the dark lord on amicable terms. It was thursday and I was pleased to have learned quite a bit in the last few days. To distract my self I decided to look back and organize all of the information into a journal.

Pulling out a journal from my father gifted me, I wrote my name in the top right corner followed by the date before I began to write.

Monday,

After the stressful revelation oh who exactly my father was I went to the library with the intent of researching Balinor. To my disappointment not much was ever written on Balinor, as he disappeared without much contact with anyone outside of his cave. As many thought he was insane and dangerous no one made attempts to speak with or get to know the long lost dragon lord.

I did however learn that the cruel and unjust King Uther, tricked my father into luring the last of the great dragons into the hands of said man. This led to my fathers great hatred of Uther, whom attempted to hunt him down at every turn. He left my mother in an attempt to protect us both. Hiding out in a cave his loneliness began to affect his mental stability. He became cold and lonely developing A cruel mind.

I, in my stupidity released the Great Dragon and was forced to go in search of my father in order to tame the great beast. On our journey home my father was slain and I left to return with Arthur and learn the abilities of a dragon Lord myself.

It became clear to me why I felt such a strong need to protect my father, As I could not bear to lose him so soon as I had before.

Tuesday,

Once again I found myself in the library studying, only this time to learn more about my destined mate Arthur.

There was more written about Arthur and so I learned much more. Arthur and I met during my first time in Camelot. He was bullying a servant boy when I stepped in and he had me thrown in jail. luckily for me Gaius was there to bust me out. during my first month there I saved his life, to be granted the honor of being his man servant. Throughout my time as his servant we gained a close bond that could only be described as a friendship. Even Uther noticed that our relationship went further than that of a master and his servant.

We continued our lives with him being attacked by evil sorcerers while I continued to save his life. it was only in on his death bed that he learned of my true nature.

I understand now what must be done. whatever happens, whoever are there maybe there can be no secrets held between us.

Wednesday,

I decided it was time to once again visit my father, as we had not spent much time together since the recent discovery. knocking on his office door, I was let in without a word.

we took that time to discuss our lives continuing to get to know each other. with a few glasses of fire whiskey to loosen our tongues we learned we really knew nothing of one another. apparently we from much similar childhoods then we would have originally guessed. I was even more surprised when me and my father had one moment where we actually saw each other as father and son.

as I finished explaining my childhood to him I saw the anger boil up in his eyes, before he exploded with his guilt apologizing for not have being ther to stop the evils that my family right upon me. I told him honestly how none of that was his fault but that I was glad he was angry for me as no one had ever cared so much for me. After that the man I once hated embraced me tightly, allowing me to softly cry on the arms of a father, something I never thought I would be allowed the privilege to do.

Since then I feel out bond has grown closer and that our emotional progression will go a lot more quickly and smoothly. I can easily say that I am quickly seeing him truly as not only my father but my dad as well.

I finished my journal entries before heading down to the Great Hall for supper. I quickly found my seat next to Draco. during the week we had come up with a fair system one day I would sit at Gryffindor table with Mione' and Ron and the next I would sit with Draco at Slytherin tables so I had a chance to get to know the boy and hopefully learn his full identity.

for some reason I would have visions of what Draco used to be but not his name like I had with the rest of the people I had identified. He really was a mystery.

so far I knew that my past self felt both close to and frightened of him. I frequently saw a small boy in a blue cloak whenever I got visions of him.

We begin our normal conversation, starting with small talk about how our day had went and what classes we had. it was when our conversation turned serious that it happened. I questioned him on his true beliefs and whether or not he truly followed the Dark Lord. This led to him discussing how his mother was towards him and his father and how even though he now truly did follow the Dark Lord it was his mother who forced his hand in the beginning. He told me with pain in his eyes how it was not the Dark Lord that made him do the things he did, but his mother who claimed it was how he would gain favor from the Dark Lord.

looking down with a glare he whispered, "I will never forgive her, and I will never forget." It was those words that through my head in my hand and brought tears to my eyes. Finally a name, though it meant very little and I knew I would have to research it further. finally looking up and seeing his curiosity I reveal to him his identity, "you are Mordred."

he looked at me confused before revealing his bit of knowledge on said person, "Mordred was one of those that you were in constant feud with. He was known to be the reason for Arthur's death."

I shook my head, "perhaps that is something that fate wants me to change. perhaps you were never meant to follow that path. I will not let the past interfere with you having a better life, I believe you can be more than that."

He smiled, "thank you Harry. I promise I would not knowingly harm your lover."

After such an interesting turn of events I decided to head straight to bed, however knowing that the following night I would be meeting a man who's been out for my life for the past 4 years kept me unfortunately awake.

when sleep finally found me, I was pulled into yet another dream against my will. I looked around to see I was at the same lake I was before.

looking down I was not surprised to see merlin staring back at me. I raised my brow in question, "what do you want? To tell me im also part dragon? Perhaps inform me of more ways that im freakish and abnormal?"

he sighed, " im sorry to bring you the news that I have but fate believes that I, that we deserve a better life. You are neither freakish nor abnormal. This is your chance for a true love, you merely need to finish out this war to make that happen.

as for your first question, I am here to tell you that tomorrow you Will be meeting arthur. I need you to know now who it is as you will need to be calm when you speak."

confused I tilted my head, "alright who is it? It can't be that terrible."

merlin looked nervous before replying, " Voldemort."

my eyes widened and my mind wandered in a million differant directions. The man who killed my parents, who tried to kill me. He's my destined lover?

merlin saw my panic and was quick to sooth me, " Harry listen carefully. I need you to hear him out. Not everything is as it seems. Hear what he has to say. You will need to do so if you ever want to fight the true evil that is in your world. Much will be revealed tomorrow. Truths, lies, and identies alike. Say you will hear him."

with a deep breath I nodded, "I will hear him hut that is all I can promise."

my other self sighed in relief, "that is all I ask."

with that the lake faded and I . Brought back to reality. Looking to the clock I groaned, not ready to face the day..