A Song Of Steel Magic

Chapter 1 - After The War

After the war, everything was a blur for Harry. While his friends had moved on from the war as they had something or someone to look forward to, the same couldn't be said for Harry. After the funerals, Ron accompanied Hermione on tracking her parents to Australia. Ginny had taken over the job of comforting her mother who was still grieving over George. She also needed to start her life anew as well after she and Harry had quietly agreed that both have changed too much after the war to continue their relationship. Harry occasionally visited Andromeda's house to spend time with his Godson but he felt that he was not warmly welcomed by Andromeda in Teddy's life as a godparent would be. Of course Harry didn't have anything against her, he could understand it would be hard for anyone to warmly welcome a person who had been the target of the Dark Lord and in the ensuing chaos her family was torn away from her. Her husband, daughter ever her cousin all died to end this war. Harry must be a painful reminder of how much she had lost. So he didn't impose on their hospitality that much. A visit here and there was enough for Harry.

Of course as time passed, Harry began to realize just how much he had changed after the war. Once he would've loved nothing more than to join the Aurors as offered to him by Kingsley Shacklebolt, the new Minister; but Harry's heart wasn't in it. Ron who had arrived with Hermione after they found her parents, immediately agreed. He could understand his decision as Ron always thought he had to prove himself because of his brothers. Hermione was against Ron's joining the Aurors without completing his studies but soon relented when she was told by Kingsley that he would be trained and only after then will he join them officially. While Hermione was glad that Harry wasn't joining the Aurors she was still admonished him on his other decision. Because Harry also wouldn't be joining her for their last year at Hogwarts

"Why not return with me Harry? You aren't joining the Aurors. What else have you planned to do if not this?" asked Hermione skeptically.

"To tell you the truth Hermione, I don't even know what I'm going to do. I just know that I'll not be joining the Aurors and returning to Hogwarts. What I need is a vacation." mused Harry.

"Vacation? On your own?" asked Hermione.

"So? I can't take a vacation. You guys won't be there for me for every moment of life Hermione. It's time you and I realize that. Said Harry annoyed. "And I've never been on a vacation. The Dursleys weren't that great to take me with them. And you guys have gone on vacations. I want to see the world. How other Magical communities work? How different are they from the British community. I feel cooped up here. Trust me a vacation is what I need."

Hermione frowned.

"I get where you're coming from. I'm not happy with your decision, but if you believe this is the best for you, then that's fine with me. But seriously we'll miss you. Won't you miss us" Asked Hermione in concern.

"Of course I'll miss you guys but we eventually have to move forward Hermione. You and Ron are together as a couple now and you guys will feel the need to spend time alone. If the war has taught me anything, it's that you have to move forwards. No good has come from staying in the past." said Harry resignedly.

"Okay. When are you leaving and where will you go? Have you planned the trip" asked Hermione hurriedly. " And have you told Ron about it? Do you need any help arranging it"

"Whoa Whoa Hermione, everything is settled. Actually Fleur and Bill arranged it for me. Fleur will be visiting her parents along with Bill and Fleur has agreed to show me France. Then from there, I'll be on my own. And don't worry about anything. I've even bought a new magical tent. It's a little flashier from the inside but the space is double of the one we had on the run. I've also stocked up on potions and other things as well."

"Okay. I'm happy you're taking this seriously. But please let me have look so I can feel assured you haven't forgotten anything."

Harry rolled his eyes. He knew Hermione wouldn't budge up about this, so went along with it. He knew it was going to be hard without them but he was looking forward to this vacation.

Ron was surprisingly acceptable of Harry's vacation after he explained it. Still he was disappointed that Harry wouldn't stay with them but he understood that Harry needed this badly.

Everything sorted, Harry as he settled in Grimmauld's Place, checked his trunk for last minute preparations. He was due to leave early tomorrow. His mind was still going over the events of the last few days. His dealings with Gringotts, how they were happy that Harry got rid of the Dark Lord. But he had sacrificed the integrity of the bank by breaking into it, therefore Harry after getting hit by a minor fine of 1000 Galleons, he was told that Gringotts will not further store Harry's inheritance from his parents as well as from Sirius. That in itself was a shock for him. He was hoping for just a fine. This was huge. He was also surprised when he found that his vault left by his parents was only a trust vault and the main vault contained a large amount of Galleons and other family heirlooms. And after combining the inheritance left by Sirius, it was easy to say that Harry was filthy rich. He also got the Black lordship from Sirius. The Black's wealth had been squandered by Orion, Sirius's father in funding the Dark Lord so he only got the Lordship. Harry decided to name Teddy as his heir in the memory of Tonks and transferred a large part of his inheritance in Teddy's account that was opened by his parents as a gift so his Godson wouldn't have to struggle in life.

Harry now lying on the sofa, twirled the unfamiliar wand in his hands as he pondered on another memory

Flashback...

"Harry held up the Elder Wand, and Ron and Hermione looked at it with a reverence that, even in his befuddled and sleep-deprived state, Harry did not like to see.

"I don't want it." said Harry.

"What?" said Ron loudly. "Are you mental?"

"I know it's powerful," said Harry wearily. "But I was happier with mine. So..."

He rummaged in the pouch hung around his neck, and pulled out the two halves of holly still just connected by the finest threat of phoenix feather.

He laid the broken wand upon the headmaster's desk, touched it with the very tip of the Elder Wand, and said, "Reparo."

As his wand resealed, red sparks flew out of its end. Harry knew that he had succeeded. He picked up the holly and phoenix wand and felt nothing.

" What does this mean?" asked Harry from Dumbledore's portrait.

"My guess is Harry, that you've changed much, after you last used this wand." said Dumbledore sympathetically.

Harry sighed. He placed his old wand into the pouch and then held up the Elder wand. For some reason after repairing his wand, it sung to him like no other thing ever did and Harry felt like he was whole.

"Well I guess there is no other choice, but to use you." Harry said looking at the wand in wonder.

The wand now felt warm in his hand.

"Only you mate would be disappointed to be using the Elder wand." said Ron shaking his head.

Flashback end…

Harry had only one thing to say about the Elder wand. Perfection. There wasn't anything he couldn't do on his first try. All of the spells that he had learned over the past seven years, he could do them by just a thought. He wasn't that good with the non-verbal spells but now he could do almost every spell non-verbally and without any kind of wand movement. Of course some Arcane spells like he had seen Dumbledore and Voldemort do would still require wand movement but Harry was pretty confident he would be able to them non-verbally.

He got up and went to Sirius's bedroom where he had shifted his things. He opened one of the trunks the Goblins had given him containing all his belongings. He checked the heirlooms he got from the Potter vault. Most of them were jewellery, lots and lots of it, diamonds,rubies, emeralds and other precious stones. There was a tiara made of rubies and emeralds and a beautiful sapphire shaped into a rose with a gold chain that he recognized belonged to his mother. Some medieval armor pieces made of Goblin steel and many books on arcane subjects like wand crafting, runes, arithmancy, spell forging and crafting, and rituals. Harry never found these types of books in the Hogwarts library or atleast in the non-restricted section so these were rare books. Along with them were books that belonged to his parents, their journals as well books on transfiguration, charms and potions. He found a copy of Moste Potente Potions which contained the process of Polyjuice potion. He smiled after looking at this book. He was just closing the trunk when something caught his eye. Alongside the armor, there was a certain dagger that got his attention. Its guard was made of gold while it's pommel consisted of a ruby. The steel itself was grey while there were runes in gold etched on it. The thing that interested him the most were the distinctive rippled patterns on the steel giving it a smoky look.

So this is my another attempt on writing a Fanfic. Hoping this will continue as I have an outline for the whole story in my head, but I haven't got any experience of writing, so another go. We'll see where it goes. For those of you who didn't get this after reading the title and a certain description of heirloom, this is my first attempt at a HP/ASOIAF fanfic. Comments and Messages will be appreciated. And I need a beta as well. If someone is up for it.