An Ancient Power Returns

Prologue

As wizards go the old man looking into the future was one of the strongest there is. His accomplishments through the years have been things of legend and myth. Having no family but wanting to pass on his power he gazes into the future to see what will become of the world and who might have need of such power. In 1974, 1500 years in the future, he sees a wizard war that looks like the dark is going to win. The battles are horrendous and innocents both magical and non were dying. Not seeing any hope of the War being one by those currently fighting his hopes for that time were grim. Moving a few years further ahead he discovers a couple, the wife being pregnant is still in the middle of said war.

Something about this woman strikes him as familiar. The eyes were the same as a student he once had, Balthazar. Deciding it shall be her child that he will pass on his powers to he casts a spell on the child in the woman's womb which drains most of his magical core into the baby. Along with a large chunk of power he also sets up protections on the child until it will be of age to gain the rest of said power. He also copied over a complete knowledge of all the spells and magic (potions, rituals etc.) that he held or had seen in his travels through time to the unborn lad.

Lily Potter was looking out at the Halloween sky rubbing her stomach. She had an odd sensation pass over her and felt a huge magical spike near her, or was it in her she could not be sure. Having just found out she is pregnant and knowing her family has a history of children being carried 3-4 weeks past due, even though the kids always seem to come out healthy. She did not like the idea of bringing a child into this war nor did she care for being pregnant that long. The magical spike faded about as fast as it came but she knew something about her child would be different.

Miles away in Hogsmede;

Professor Dumbledore was interviewing a witch for the position of divination teacher when she suddenly fell into a trance like state, her voice grew rough and her eyes glazed over. She started speaking "The one with the power to defeat the dark lord will be born as the seventh month dies. Born to those whom had thrice defied him. The dark lord will mark him as an equal. And neither shall live while the other survives. The one with the power to defeat the dark lord will be born as the seventh month dies."

Albus Dumbledore quickly hired the witch and left to the ministry after finding a note saying that his next appointment had been called away and would like to meet with him later. Albus hoped that nobody had over heard the prophecy that was made but he suspected that the one he was supposed to be meeting had heard some part of it and had gone to tell his master.

Lily Potter just enjoyed the clear warm Halloween evening and noticed how weird the moon looked it was red with bluish green ringing it, like an eye and she shivered thinking it was a sign that the war would change and not in their favor. Little did she know that it was not a sign for the bad but the good.

Chapter 1

12 years later..

A young lad of about 11 sat in the middle of Diagon Alley eating an ice cream and watching a group of red heads out shopping. His thought of having his family with him, not his aunt and uncle, but his mom and dad made him turn away. He went to get up when he had seen Hagrid and bumped into a cute little red head about his age. He quickly apologized and introduced himself. This left the young girl stunned. About then Hagrid had gotten to him and guided him on to their next stop. He never did catch the girls name and spaced it for a while.

He next saw her on the train to Hogwarts after he had sat down with a red haired boy he vaguely remembered seeing in Diagon Alley and had come through the barrier with since no one had told him how to get to the platform. He didn't see her glance his way as he turned his head to look at his owl Hedwig. When he turned back she was gone.

That night at the feast he found out her name as she was sorted into Slytherin House. When the Sorting Hat wanted to put him in Slytherin he almost let it but not wanting to deal with the blonde ponce he had met earlier that was sorted into there as well he asked it not to and wound up in Gryffindor.

As the year progressed he got the chance to talk to her a couple of times and started to secretly meet with her to visit and talk. They had decided that this summer they would meet up in Diagon alley and act like they knew of each other and make it seem like they were only just acquaintances.

And so it was that they had become friends even though when they passed in the halls they pretended not to see each other and then snuck off to meet with each other at nights when they could.

It was one of these nights that they had discovered they had been found out by 2 Gryffindor red heads that aside from a bit of ribbing swore they would tell no one they knew about them and would leave them in peace.

The friendship had started to develop further but no one noticed. They denied the fact for quite some time. It was the summer before the 4th year that it all came out between them.

3 years later...

The Halloween night was unusually warm for the Scotland weather. The Moon was an unusual shade of red, but highlighted with a bluish green ring. If anyone were to look at the moon it would look like an eye was watching as though the sky were alive.

Up in the boy's dorm of Gryffindor tower, a young man of 14 was busy preparing for a feast and ball he would never make. As Harry Potter stood before the mirror trying to tame his unruly hair after his shower so that he could be presentable for his date. Harry was going to the ball with none other than Daphne Greengrass. The two had decided that it would be a great way to try an show the spirit of this ball which was to help promote better inter-house unity. What Harry never knew was that he was never going to make the ball.

As Harry finished the last of his preparations Ron yelled up the stairs " get a move on Harry we are going to be late."

"Just a minute Ron, I just have to get this tie right." shouted Harry. As He undid the bow tie and started over, a strange feeling came over him and he let out a pained scream which brought his friend running. Ron entered the dorm room just in time to see Harry vanish into thin air. Stunned momentarily Ron was at a loss. Suddenly he went running down the stairs and through the portrait hole leaving a very confused Hermione behind as she was his date for the night. Hurrying to catch up to her date Hermione caught Ron just as he reached the stone gargoyle that was Dumbledore's office.

"What the hell is the matter with you Ron we are supposed to be going to the dance not the headmaster's office." Asked Hermione as she tried to catch her breath.

"I'll explain inside!" exclaimed Ron as the gargoyle leaped aside to allow Dumbledore out who was startled to see the two youth standing before him. "What can I do for you Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger? I was just heading down to the ball."

"It's Harry professor! he just vanished right before my eyes, and not while using his cloak." said Ron trying not to yell.

What happened next was surprising to both youths as they were grabbed by the arm and vanished reappearing in the Gryffindor common room. Dumbledore moved swiftly up the stairs to the boy's dorm room that they shared. Ron followed him and explained quickly what he had seen. Checking for any possible traces of trying to track Harry but came up short. With a downcast face the professor led the two youths down to the ball and informed the school that Harry Potter was gone.

Harry Potter looked around at his new surroundings. The air smelt of the sea, the breeze was light but cool. The ruins around him looked to be of an ancient castle or fortress. A low rumbling growl was heard as an ancient looking dragon came around the edge. It looked like it was either really hungry or annoyed at having been woke up. A voice from directly behind him yelled out towards the dragon, "Be still Ginfald, he is our guest."

Harry spun around to see an old man with long white hair and beard like his headmaster's but stood about 3 inches shorter than Harry. His eyes were an intense red color with a bluish green ring around them. Power radiated from every fiber of the old man's being yet Harry was not afraid. It was calming and inviting which he found quite strange. His gaze seemed to pierce your very soul. The old man walked with a staff but his steps belied his age as his movements were smooth and graceful.

Harry wasn't sure what to think. All he could manage to say was, "Who are you?"

The old man just smiled and waved his hand towards a stone pillar that had been destroyed many years ago judging by the weather worn look. Harry took the proffered seat still weary of the old man and the dragon. The old man spoke softly but yet every word held an air of confidence and power.

"My name is Myrddin Emrys though you likely know me by the name of Merlin." The look on Harry's face was one of awe and skepticism as even he knew Merlin had died close to 1500 years ago.

Merlin continued, "I can see by your face you doubt me. I assure you I am telling you the truth. I have traveled through time to give you a hand training for what you must do. Harry Potter, I have scryed into the future from my time in search of one to make an heir to my power as I do not have an heir of my own. I seen your people of this time in a war that could not be one without a lot of help. I transferred a large amount of my power to you while you were still in your mother. I then proceeded to this day to give you the training you will need. I will also transfer my remaining power to you, then use a device I have to return to my time to pass on."

Harry was shocked to say the least. It was not something he had expected to find out when he awoke today. " Excuse me sir.. er Merlin, but where are we? I mean there is no others around and I have never seen these ruins in any history books."

"We are in the ruins of the castle that was once the home to the pendragon Arthur. We young Harry stand in the remains of Camelot."

The dragon that was behind Harry reached out with it's claw and traced the scar on Harry's forehead as he did this Harry's scar burnt. Harry could feel his magic being restored from the crushing bind that was caused by a dark force on his core. Harry felt the magic just flow through him as if it were a tsunami on the constant move. His eyes started to take on a silvery green glow as his magic settled. They never returned to normal and now there was a silvery ring around the green portion. The world around Harry went black...

Else where around the UK several items started to smoke black except one which had just been used. Voldemort was back.