A.N/ Hello all and welcome back! Firstly I want to thank everyone who favorited, followed and reviewed my story. You guys are awesome, I never expected this much love from my story. Secondly this chapter will have a little more about Harry's past as Lord Prowler and how he managed to get to Avolon so I hope you're looking forward to that. And thirdly will mark the start of certain characters forming their crushes on Harry. Have no fear, romance will not be a huge part of this story it's just a little something. Right now my plans are Tonks and Susan but if you guys want another girl or a different one I'm open to suggestions. Tonks is set in stone though, I really like the Harry/Tonks pairing. I own nothing in the Harry Potter/Wizarding World.

Chapter 3- The Return Felt Around The World

Pops of apperation could be heard outside and Harry heard his parents cry's. He heard his mother's screams from the main room and his father calling their names. His father's voice was getting closer as he raced up the stairs, the pain in his voice was getting more severe the longer his children didn't respond. His god father could be heard trying to console his crying mother though it was evident the man was barely holding it in himself. His father was close, the footsteps were just outside the door, but Harry never got to see the man as his world went black.

One by one the group came out of the pensive. Tears were flowing freely from everyone's eyes. Lily and Rose had once again clung onto Harry, their faces buried into his side. "You were so brave." Lily's voice was barely above a whisper. "You shouldn't have had to fight like that. We should've been there."

"I agree. What you did was incredible, Harry. Standing up in defiance of a threat that was much greater than yourself takes courage beyond measure. Many men have simply admitted defeat in face of similar odds." Dumbledore said looking at the young man in front of him.

"Absolutely correct, headmaster." James walked over to where Harry was sitting and leaned against Dumbledore's desk. "You showed true courage, I'd expect nothing less of my son. You're a true Potter, Harry."

Harry flinched as James called him son. He still hadn't had the chance to tell them he's no longer Potter, they knew he was Lord Prowler by name but he didn't have any Potter blood running through him anymore. "Getting back on topic headmaster, you wanted to know how I ended up in Avalon. But the truth is I actually don't know. When I woke up I was already in the healing halls of Camelot sounded by the kings and lords of the lands."

"I was afraid that had been the case." The old man gave a sigh. "I was hoping you would have seen how you were transported, but alas it wasn't meant to be." Dumbledore checked the time and yawned. "I believe it would be best if we all retired for the night. I know you all will have more questions for Harry but it is late. We'd all do well to get some rest." He looked at Harry. "We'll explain the tournament in greater depth to you and the other champions tomorrow my boy. I also took the liberty of having a couple of the house elves prepare you a room. If you need anything I've asked Milly to answer your call. Your room is on the seventh floor near the Gryffindor common room. Just look for the portrait of the blue dragon, the password is Prowler but you may change it if you wish. Now off you trot." He shoo'd the group away.

"I'll walk you to your room, Harry." Rose left no room for argument as she hooked her arm through Harry's and led him out the office. They walked in comfortable silence up to the seventh floor. They walked past the Gryffondor common room until they found the painting of the blue dragon. Harry looked at the painting, it was truly beautiful. The dragon was perched on a rock outcrop on the side of a snowy mountain. It's great wings spread wide catching the wind. At its feet was a nest with three silver eggs shining in the sunlight.

"Well this is it." His thoughts were broken by Rose. "I guess I'd better get to sleep. I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?" Harry gave her a nod. "Well then g'night." Harry watched as he disappeared down the hallway and he sighed. Giving the password the dragon opened her mouth a shot a blast of fire towards the picture frame. The flames spread covering the portrait. When the flames died the frame was hollowed out and Harry could walk through it.

It was a very nice room. A large bed was against the back wall with bedside tables at each side. Despite being in the interior of the castle the room and a large window with a view of the black lake. Connected to the side was a large bathroom and a kitchen to the opposite of the room. As his stomach rumbled he called for the elf Dumbledore assigned him. With a pop the small elf appeared.

"Lord Prowler, such an honor it is to be your elf. Milly never dreamed she be working for her lord." She gave a bow and Harry froze. "How do you know about my that?"

Milly looked up at Harry and smiled. "All creatures be recognizing the magic of the Prowlers. Long time it's been since your family was in Britain but we still remembers. All creatures will be remembering. Magic be working to make sure. It may take some time as the world be getting used to you being here but the creatures will be remembering soon." The elf was beaming as she rambled on.

Harry wasn't sure how to take this news. He never knew the Prowlers were ever in Britain to begin with. He was always told they originated in Avalon and never left. Maybe the elf could help him. "Milly, are there any books or scrolls on the history of the Prowlers? I would like to know more about their time in Britain."

The elf shook her head. "I's not be knowing. If you's be wanting Milly to look I's be more than happy." The eager elf wanted nothing more than to help her lord.

"That'd be great Milly, we can start on that later though. For now I'd just like something to eat and get some rest. It's been a weird day." Harry fell onto the sofa after the elf popped away. A heavy sigh passed his lips as he sank into the cushions.

A few minutes later Milly popped back in with a meal of steak, potatoes, corn, and dinner rolls. The other elves had expressed interest in wanting to meet Harry and they popped in as he ate so they could introduce themselves. After his meal he undressed and climbed into bed. Staring up at the ceiling his mind wondered to Avalon. Was his kingdom alright, were his people safe and were his parents frantic trying to find him? His father would no doubt threaten war if he had suspicions of the other kingdoms kidnapping him. His mother would no doubt be worried sick. Hopefully he could find a way to send a message letting them know he's fine.

As sleep took the young man he dreamed of Avalon. The giant pearly fortress of Camelot, the rolling mountains where dwarves mined for metals and crafted the finest armors, the great forest that spanned for miles on end with only Prowler Keep standing taller than the trees, the great plains where bison, aurochs, and other grazers called home, the raging seas that only the most skilled sailors dared venture. Harry dreamed of his home.

Harry woke to banging at his door. Grumbling as he climbed out of bed he startled when he didn't recognize the room he was in. Memories of the previous day came flooding back and he groaned, as he got dressed the banging only became more persistent. When he finally opened the door he was met three faces. Two of them he at least recognized. One of them being Rose and the other being the girl that was there when he comes through the portal, he couldn't recall her name however.

The third person however was completely new. She had long auburn hair, deep forest green eyes, a small button nose that one might describe as "cute", thin pale pink lips and slightly chubby cheeks. She was a very pretty girl. She was also clearly more developed than most girls her age and hell probably a few older than her. Before he could say anything however Rose cut him off.

"Harry you're finally awake!" Rose pulled the much bigger man into a tight hug that he hesitantly reciprocated. "We were just going to breakfast so I figured I'd wake you up so you could join us." Great, Harry thought. She's a morning person.

Harry saw cleared his throat so he wouldn't sound so grumpy. "I'd be happy to, Rose. However I think you should introduce your friends first. This one was there last night when I arrived. But I don't know this one here yet." He pointed to each of her friends.

"Oh yeah, this is Hermione Granger. She was of course there last night. She's a griffindor in my year and one of my best friends." Hermione gave a slight bow. "Hello again. I must say you're much less scary when you're not coming out of a shadowy doorway." Harry chuckled and took her hand placing a kiss on her knuckles. "Charmed miss Hermione. I must apologize for last night, that was an unexpected happenings that caught me off guard. I was simply being cautious. I hope you will forgive me." The girl blushed as he let go of her hand.

"And this is Susan Bones, heiress of house Bones. She's a Hufflepuff also in my year." Susan gave Harry a courtesy. She had never seen a more gorgeous man before. His two colored eyes were like pools of amethyst and emerald. His jet black hair was just the right amount of messy and the scars that ran across his face gave him that rugged look that made every teenage girl swoon. She couldn't help the heat that formed in her lower belly or stop her knees going weak when she seen him. He was the perfect teenage heartthrob.

Much like he did with Hermione, Harry took Susan's hand and gave her knuckles a kiss. "It's a pleasure heiress Bones. I'm Harry Ignotus Prowler, Lord of house Prowler." He let her hand go and it gently fell to the girls side. The poor girl was red as a tomato as she stared at Harry.

"So what's breakfast like at Hogwarts? If it's as good as the meal I had delivered last night I'm in for a real treat." He turned to his sister. "Oh it's amazing! There's all kinds of different foods to choose from. And ever since the other schools showed up we've had foods from their countries as well." She grabbed Harry's hand and started dragging him down the hallway.

Hermoine turned and looked at Susan. "Well it seems like we're already forgotten and replaced. Let's catch up before they leave us completely." Hermione started walking but stopped when she realized Susan was still standing in place. "Hello, earth to Susan. Are you still in there?"

Susan blinked and looked at Hermione. "He's gorgeous." Hermione chuckled at her friend. "Yes he is rather good looking. You should have seen him last night though. He was utterly terrifying." She shuddered as she recalled the event. "You know, if we get down there in time you might be able to sit next to him." Hermione turned to start walking but was suddenly lurched forward as Susan grabbed her hand and ran down the hall. Hermione was laughing as they went.

The hall was dead silent the moment Rose and Harry stepped through the giant doors. The students looked in awe at the young stranger that was shorter than only Hagrid and Madam Maxime. They all took notice of how Rose seemed to have a death grip on his arm as she lead him to the gryffindor table, well the girls took notice. They were curious to how Rose found herself with this tall handsome stranger with the gorgeous eyes. Their attention was soon to the professors table however as Dumbledore stood and addressed the room. "As you all know, last night a fourth name came from the goblet of fire. That name belonged to a boy that was long thought dead. However, it appears that young Harry Potter survived that dreadful night and was raised in a far away land and was given a new name. However, that did not stop the goblet from selecting him and forcing him into this competition against his will. Please do your best to not bother the young man with questions as he's still getting adjusted being back in England." The headmaster sat back down to enjoy his breakfast giving Harry a slight nod that was returned appropriately.

Breakfast was... different to say the least. The food was delicious but with so many students it was chaotic. He met more of Rose's friends and they all seemed like decent people. He was told to watch out for the red headed twins however because they loved to prank people. The Bones girl had sat beside him the entire though she didn't say much.

When breakfast was finished the headmaster dismissed the students to class but asked for the champions and Harry to stay. Once the students had left the few people left gathered at the professors table. The champions and judges all took a seat as Dumbledore started his little meeting. "Thank you all for staying. Firstly, Mr Diggory, Mr Krum and miss Delacour. You were made aware last night that a fourth name appeared from the goblet. Due to the circumstances however we refrained from giving you a name. Since we have settled the whole ordeal involving the person involved we can finally deal you in." He gestured over to Harry. "This young man here is Harry Prowler. You may also know him as Harry Potter." The three champions eyebrows rose into their hair lines. Of course they knew of Harry Potter. The young boy died saving his sister and killing the dark lord in the process. To find out he hadn't actually died was a shock to say the least.

Fleur felt something in her magic when she heard the name Prowler. Something in her told her this was a very important person, someone to follow. Her Veela half all but demanded she submit to him and offer him whatever he asked but the girl couldn't fathom why. As she stared at the young man her control on her allure slipped. All the men in the room besides Dumbledore and Harry turned to her with glassy eyes. Quickly regaining control everyone went back to normal with no one being none the wiser. Besides him of course. Harry turned to Fleur with a smirk. He looked her up and down before giving her a wink and going back to listening to Dumbledore.

"So in short, there is unfortunately no way a chosen champion can exit the tournament, the contract is simply far to iron clad. You must complete or risk losing your magic. I know the fourth champion has thrown this whole thing for a loop but we will manage." The other judges mumbled to each other over this turn of events.

(A.N/ I'm not even going to try to type with the French or Bulgarian accents when those characters speak. Writing is hard enough without that obstacle. Just assume there's some spell that makes everyone fluent in English.)

"What of the person that entered his name into the goblet? Surely it is being investigated." Fleur surprised herself by asking this question.

"Ah yes, Lord Potter is coming later with a couple aurors to investigate and see if any magical signature can be traced. We're hopeful something can be found." Dumbledore paused for anymore questions. When no one spoke up he dismissed the group asking Harry to stay behind.

"I'd like to discuss your time here during the tournament Harry. I'm assuming you've had your education but if you'd like you are more than welcome to join any class that interests you. You may use your time exploring the castle much like you did before you disappeared or you could spend your time training. The choice is yours. I would however ask that you leave your sword in your room. It's not that I don't believe you're not capable of keeping it from the students, I just want to take the risk out all together." Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder and headed towards the door. He stopped just as he grabbed the door handle. "If it would also suit you, I'm sure some of the professors would love to have you help them in class. The differences in teaching in Avalon and Hogwarts are worlds different I'm sure. I myself might try to pick your brain of knowledge." The old man chuckled to himself. "As I said, the choice is yours. Take the day to decide and walk the grounds. Hogwarts has changed much since you were a boy after all." With those words the headmaster took his leave.

Harry took his advice and wandered the grounds of Hogwarts. It was well into the afternoon by the time he'd made it up to the seventh floor. He skipped out on lunch, having Milly bring him a couple sandwiches to hold him over. As he wandered the seventh floor he sensed strong magic permeating from one of the walls. Magic was everywhere in hogwarts but not like this. Magic seemed to swirl and dance on this wall, something was here but how could he find it. He paced in thought as he came up with ideas and spells that revealed hidden things when he suddenly heard the sound of bricks grinding together. He stopped and watched as the bricks slid apart and a grand wooden door formed in the wall. When the movement and sounds stopped Harry walked through the door. He was met with a bare room. It was no different from any other room in the castle only this one had a wall of glass opposite the door. It gave a breathtaking view of the grounds and forbidden forest.

"Shame, I was hoping for some kind of hidden dueling room or training room." As soon as the words left his mouth Harry's world was spinning. After a few seconds the spinning stopped and he was in a completely new room. This room was far from bare, in the middle there was an elevated platform with benches at all four sides. Against the walls there were various dummies and targets. The wall that had once been a giant window now held a giant board with a scoring bracket carved into it. His name was displayed in one of the slots but there was no opponent.

"Interesting, either the room moved me to another spot in the castle or it changed itself to fit my needs." Walking back to the door he pushed it open and looked outside. "Well I'm still on the seventh floor so the room must change. I need a pool please." Once again the room spun making Harry dizzy. When it stopped he once again stood in a different room. This time in the center was a large pool of water. At the sides were numbers he assumed was meant to signify the depth and there were long chairs that liked to be for laying on.

"This is incredible! I should just move my room up here." It sounded like a fine idea so why not. It should be easy to move, he only had the clothes on his back and his sword after all, maybe he he should buy some new clothes. It appeared he would be here until the end of the summer if not longer if he didn't find a way back to Avalon.

He turned as he heard a pop behind him. "Hello Milly, what can I do for you?" The small elf gave a low bow. "The headmaster be wanting you to know that Lord Potter and his aurors be arriving now, Lord Prowler. They may be wanting you's around." The little elf was beginning to grow on him.

"Ok I'll head down now. Hopefully they find something useful." The elf popped away and Harry left the room. He took his time as he made his way. Many students gave him a wide berth as he strolled down the halls. Whispers followed him as he walked, the boys about his imposing and intimidating looks and the girls were more giggles and blushes than anything.

As he made it to the doors of the great hall he could hear talking from within. As soon as he had passed through the doorway he was hit with a flash of colors and felt something slam into his chest. Looking down he could only see the top of someone's head, said persons hair was changing colors so fast you could barely make out one color before it changed the the next.

"Nymphadora! Control yourself dammit, you're an auror for Merlin's sake!" Nymphadora? He was best friends with a girl named Nymphadora before he was transported to Avalon. Surely this wasn't the same girl, she would lash out at anyone who filled her by her given name. Harry looked at whoever was yelling. He was an older man covered in scars, he had a pale blue magical eye that seemed to look in every direction at once, he walked with a limb on account of his missing leg. He was short and stout with sandy hair that was thinning as well as going gray. Harry could tell right away he was a warrior.

The persons hair turned bright red and they turned to the man. "Don't call me Nymphadora! How many times do I have to tell you Moody! My name in Tonks!" Yep this was his best friend as a child. The hair changing colors made sense now, she had just learned she was a metamorph before the attack.

"I'll call you whatever I damn well please girlie, and you'll damn well answer." He gave her a threatening look. "I'm not to old to throw you around this room and I'm still head auror. You may not be my apprentice anymore but you answer to me."

Tonks narrowed her eyes at the man then stuck her tongue out at him. "You wouldn't understand Moody, this was my best friend when I was a kid. Last time I saw him he was a chubby cheeked boy. Now he's a tall gorgeous specimen of a man." She pulled herself into Harry's side. "I used to make him be my knight and save me from monsters."

"Well I don't care what you do with him but you can do it on your own time. We have work to do." He turned and started walking towards the goblet. "Fine, you win Moody." She let go of Harry and walked away to the goblet.

Harry watched them work for a few minutes before deciding to sit at one of the tables and wait in case the needed him.

"WAKE UP HARRY!" Harry jumped with a feral snarl. His eyes turned slits like a cat and his lip pulled back showing sharp canines, shape claws dug into the table leaving deep gouges. He quickly changed back to normal when he saw the scared students. "Sorry. I don't scare well." He gave a weary chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck. Rose gave him a skeptical look but sat down.

He reached his arms above his head in a big stretch. "What are you all doing here anyway, isn't class still going on?" Rose laughed at him. "No you dummy, it's dinner time. You fell asleep while Tonks and Moody were looking at the goblet." Harry pulled his wand out and waved it. This was the first time Rose had seen his wand. It was pitch black with what looked like dragon scales carved into its length. At the bottom was a some kind of dragon tooth but she didn't know what species.

"Damn you're right. I must have been more tired than I realized." He rubbed his eyes and turned as he felt someone slide into the seat beside him.

"Hi Harry!" Susan gave him a beaming smile. "We missed you at lunch today, what were you up to?"

"Oh just exploring the castle. Found some cool rooms, a few hidden passages, stuff like that." He placed a large steak on his plate as the food arrived. "Oh that sounds fun. Maybe you could take me exploring one day." Susan fluttered her eyelashes at him. "Yeah maybe."

Rose watched her friend with a raised eyebrow, a knowing smirk on her face. Maybe she could have some fun with this. "So Harry, did Tonks talk to you any? I know she's missed you like crazy. She's begged dad to let her be part of the investigation when she found out you were still alive."

Susan dropped her fork and snapped her head to Rose. "Who's Tonks?"

"Oh, she was Harry's best friend as a baby. Mom has all kinds of pictures of the two playing knight and princess." She placed a large helping of potatoes of her plate loving the looks coming from Susan. "Harry would save her from monsters and then they'd get married and live happily ever after. Mom think Tonks had a crush on Harry but they were only little after all, I'm sure she's over him after all these years."

Susan's eye twitched. "Yeah, they were kids. I'm sure it's in the past." The words came through gritted teeth.

The rest of dinner went on as normal. Susan eventually got over the Tonks news and went back to trying for Harry's attention. Harry mainly ate in silence only speaking when someone asked him a question.

When dinner ended everyone went back to their rooms. Harry grabbed his sword and made his way to the magic room he found earlier. Standing outside he paced along the wall and thought of his bedroom back in Avalon. When the door appeared Harry went through and was pleased to see it worked.

Walking in he hung his sword on the wall and changed shape. Where the young man once stood now sat a large black panther. The big cat trotted over to one of the large wooden pillars in the room and placed its paw on the side. Bracing itself the cat lunged and climbed the large pillar until it reached the platform midway up. Pulling its up onto the platform it carefully climbed into the hammock hanging between the pillars. With a great yawn the cat curled up in the hammock and purred itself to sleep. Unbeknownst to the panther a ball of magic appeared from its sleeping form and shot into the sky. When the ball reached the clouds it burst spreading all across the globe.

In the Forbidden Forest

The centaurs gathered around the tent of their leader. A spike of magic had hit the herd, they all knew what it meant but their leader looked to the stars for confirmation. A hush swept over them as Firenze emerged from his tent. "The stars have confirmed it. Our Lord has returned!" Cheers rang through the herd, some fired arrows into the sky others embraced their loved ones. "Yes it is a great time for our people and all creatures. We must make preparations, our lord will soon need us and we must be ready. I will have a message sent letting him know of our loyalty. For tonight however we celebrate the coming of a new age. An age of equality, an age of peace, an age of freedom!"

More cheers rang from the centaurs as the prepared for the night's celebration. Bane trotted over to his father. "I will send a raven at first light. Do you wish for me to ask for a meeting?"

Firenze looked at his son. "No, our lord will come to us when he sees fit. Just assure him of our loyalty. Now come my son we must celebrate with our people. This is a day I never dared dream I'd see." The two joined the herd in merry making. This was a day that would go down in history for their people.

All across the globe magical creatures big and small felt a jolt of magic run through their bodies. Such magic hadn't been felt in centuries but every creature knew its significance. Dragons all over the world blasted large pillars of fire into the air, Nundus in the great plains of Africa let loose roars heard for thousands of miles, Thunderbirds in the deserts of the americas conjured great bolts of lightning creating light shows of the like the world has never seen and werewolves let out howls that chilled all who heard them to the bone. All creatures celebrated, for they all knew this could only mean one thing. The Prowlers had returned.

A.N/ Well here's chapter three. I'd have had it out earlier but I've been busy with the new college football game. This one was kinda hard to write because I'm still not very good with fillers and this was pretty much all fillers. Next chapter will have more action I promise. Anyway please leave a review good or bad they can only help me. Have a good day/week and I'll see you all next time!