DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANYTHING RELATED TO IT THAT'S ALL J.K. ROWLING'S

Harry Potter was wallowing in his self-pity until he and three of his classmates were chosen by the Four Founders to become their magical Heirs. The four are taken for the summer to continue their training with these mysterious men and women and then return for their sixth year to face Voldemort and even more perilous adventures - girls. While they train for the Final Battle follow them through love, loss, hurt, and happiness.

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Four people were standing huddled around a huge what looked to be round mirror, however if you looked into it you would see it was no mirror. What they saw in the glass were four young people. Each of them was split into different sections.

One boy had ice blonde hair and blue eyes that appeared to have seen too much evil for one so young; he was being watched by a willowy woman with long black hair and eyes the same color. The next boy had unruly red hair and chocolate brown eyes that showed anger for everything that had happened; he was being watched by an extremely muscular and stocky man with the same red hair and hazel eyes.

The third boy had brown hair and brown eyes that showed the sadness he had borne over the years; he was being watched by a short plump woman with curly brown hair and green eyes. The last boy was by far the most curious he had a brooding expression on his face as he lay on his back staring up at the sky with his emerald eyes and his black hair the boy looked as if he was carrying the entire weight of the world on his shoulders; the man watching him had the same black hair and dark brown almost black eyes.

"Yes, they are ready," the man with black hair announced.

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Harry Potter lay staring up at the night sky in the back yard of Number 4 Privet Drive. He was contemplating the meaning of life and death. One would assume is not the most natural topic for a normal boy of almost sixteen to be thinking about. Then again Harry Potter was not what anyone would call a normal boy. After being the only person to ever survive a killing curse at the tender age of one and having his parents murdered. Then going on to face arguably the darkest wizard to live four more times no one would call Harry Potter a normal boy.

"Harry, you are coming with me," said a masculine voice said from behind him.

Harry jumped up and turned to face the owner of the voice his wand at the ready. The man was tall very tall with the same unruly black hair that he himself possessed and very dark black eyes. He was wearing long dress robes the color of Harry's eyes with intricate silver detailing.

"Who are you?" Harry demanded crouching into a defensive position.

The man laughed it was a pleasant sound that one would not expect from his tough exterior, "Come now Harry you won't be able to do any damage with that. I promise. As for who I am well you'll learn that all in due time. Now come along we are on a tight schedule. We have to meet the others."

For reasons unknown to Harry the man in front of him inspired feelings of trust and confidence. He did not believe he would come to any harm in the presence of this stranger. Nevertheless he kept his arry HazkjbdfncHHaloft as he joined the stranger to go through the house.

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Ron Weasley was flying in the makeshift quidditch pitch behind the Burrow. He was still so angry about everything that had taken place in the Department of Mysteries. He was mad at Dumbledore for keeping stuff from Harry. He was mad at Sirius for dying even though he knew that wasn't fair. Most of all he was mad at Voldemort for all the pain and suffering he had caused.

Ron sighed as he slowly set his broom down on the ground. He started to turn back towards the Burrow when he noticed a man watching him. The man had the same red hair as he did, but instead of brown eyes the man had large expressive hazel eyes. He was shorter than Ron was, but then again most people were. The man was looking at him with critical eyes as though he was judging him.

"Right then," the man said holding out his arm, "Let's go."

For some reason without a moment's hesitation Ron grabbed the man's arm feeling completely safe in his presence.

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Neville Longbottom was in the green house of Longbottom Manor after a particularly long lecture from his Gran about how he needed to live up to his parents' memory. At the moment Neville was more concerned for his friend's wellbeing then what his parents' were thinking of him. After the horrific time in the Department of Mysteries Neville was pretty sure that Harry needed to talk to someone. He had lost his only remaining family member if you didn't count the Dursleys. Which Neville did not.

Neville was watering his Mimbulus Mimbletonia when he noticed the plump kind looking woman watching him. She had a matronly feeling around he and Neville felt as though no harm could come to him around her. She had curly brown hair that was quite wild and kind green eyes. She felt the mother Neville had always wished for.

"Well deary are you ready to go?" she asked him reaching her hand out to him. He smiled back and took her hand in his.

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Draco Malfoy was sitting his room after a particularly bad beating from his father. He was stripped down to the waist and his back was covered in criss-crossing red welts that were bleeding. Where there weren't any fresh welts there were the silvery scars from previous beatings. He wished for the umpteenth time that he were loved and spoiled like the Golden Boy certainly was.

He looked up pushing the hair back from his face. That was when he saw her. There was a woman standing across his room from him watching him out of critical eyes. She was very tall with a willowy build. She had long straight glossy hair the color of a raven's wing and as she moved closer to him he saw that she had his icy blue eyes.

She looked him over before announcing, "You'll do, come with me."

For reasons unknown to him he did not call out for help. He simply nodded and reached out towards her.

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