Somewhere I Belong

Disclaimer:: belongs to JK. The storyline is mine....


Chapter 2:: Explanations

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"YOU'RE A MERCENARY!!!"

Harry scowled. "Hermione, if you please."

"And pray tell, Mr. Potter, how do you know that I have any inkling about this Brotherhood?" Hermione sent an identical scowl back at her former best friend.

"Many things have changed since I've left, but your love of reading and pursuit of knowledge? No, that will never change. It's what makes you Hermione Jane Granger. There were so many times after I left that I missed you all the more because of it."

A silent exchange ping-ponged between brown and green eyes. Each was assessing the other, searching for sincerity. "The Brotherhood was started by the remaining Knights of Camelot. Those faithful to Merlin and Arthur took the round table with them. It's said to still be used at their meetings. No one knows how many members there are or how they are chosen. It's rumored that only the purest of hearts and most noble of souls are allowed to join. The sword of Arthur judges them before they are initiated into the Brotherhood," Hermione finished.

"Thank you Hermione."

"How are they chosen, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Eneto Alejandro Santiago," he said firmly, his Spanish accent quite pronounced. "I have not answered to the name Harry Potter in a very long time. With regard to how we are chosen, I cannot tell you. That is a closely guarded secret. As much as I hate them, I am bound by oath not to reveal our secrets." Protests were raised and Harry raised his hand to quiet them, "I was also bound by oath not to reveal my true identity, Severus. I was prevented for many reasons, which will be revealed in time."

"Where did you finish school, Harry?" Dumbledore asked, refusing to use the name Eneto.

"In Spain."

"Where Harry?" Minerva asked.

"At a private school in Spain under my new name. I passed my OWLS and NEWTS, then went to University in Rome. After that, I worked as an Auror and Curse Breaker before joining the Brotherhood."

"What did you study at University, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"He's a Potions Master, Miss Granger," Severus stated.

Blue eyes still piercing green, looking for unspoken answers. Harry's mind was Occluded and Albus couldn't penetrate it, no matter how hard he tried. "Why did the Goblins help you?" Albus wanted answers, not useless information.

Harry smirked. "It seems that Gratnock made a promise to my mother before she died. He promised her that he would look after her most prized possession. It also seems that my parents' will was never read. It was blocked by the Wizengamot."

Harry walked up to the desk of Albus Dumbledore, placing both hands on the old desk, he leaned forward, "You are the one who blocked my parents' will."

"The Wizarding World would never have allowed the Boy-Who-Lived to be raised by Goblins."

"That's where you're wrong."

Sirius stood up and walked over to stand next to Harry. "The will. It would have cleared me, wouldn't it?"

Harry only nodded. "The will was written two days before they died. It also states that if Sirius Black could not raise me, I was to be placed in the care of Arthur and Molly Weasley. You, Sir, blocked all attempts to have the will read, much less executed properly."

"You needed the blood protection. Your Mother's blood...."

"Molly Weasley is my Mother's blood! My Great Grandmother Evans was the squib sister to Molly's father. My mother knew if they died that you would use the blood protection. She and my father wanted me raised by good and loving people. Not with my Aunt and Uncle who despised magic and took every opportunity to beat it out of me."

Silence.

"Headmaster, did you know?" Arthur asked.

"Albus!" Minerva shouted.

Harry and Albus continued staring at the other, both looking for answers. Neither giving an inch in this war of wills.

"You knew everything that happened in that house. The charms that the Goblins removed from me, charms that you placed, proved it."

"I did what I had to do."

"I was a child!"

"Why are you here now?" Ron asked still not comprehending that Harry was blood. That Harry should have lived with him all those years. They should have grown up as brothers.

"Six weeks ago, Tom sent four of his Death Eaters in a futile attempt to sway the Brotherhood to his cause. We turned him down flat. Killing for the pleasure of it is not our style."

"Killing off a pack of werewolves is?" Remus raged as he came to stand toe to toe with Harry.

Harry gazed up at a very pissed off wolf. "That was a mission, Professor. We were asked to save people. As always the whole story is never revealed. That pack of Werewolves was preying on the villagers. They were using them as their very own herd of cattle to feed upon." Harry frowned as he took in Remus' aura. "Tell me, Lupin, why is your wolf bound?"

"What?" Remus was taken back. Frowning, he asked, "What are you talking about?"

"The older you become, the more you should be able to control the wolf. You should be able to transform at will. Transformation should not be painful, or leave you looking so ill. You should be one with your wolf." Understanding suddenly dawned. "But of course. The British Ministry of Magic would have bound your wolf when you were still a child."

Ringtones.

Harry pulled out a cell phone from his pocket of his trench coat. Opening it, he slipped into Spanish, "Eneto."

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"Our contact on the inside tells us that a raid is planned for tonight. It is as we suspect. He searches for the sword of Mordred." Aric Kass, a fellow brotherhood member spoke quickly. What they had feared was coming true. "He seeks the sword of Clarent."

Eneto takes a deep breath. "Where are they headed?"

"Glastonbury Abbey. They're looking for the monk's scrolls."

"They're looking for Arthur's grave?" Harry frowned.

"Eneto, they search for the three swords and we think the grail. If they find..."

"Yes, I know what will happen if they find those. They'll tap the magic of the table at Stonehenge and gain access to Avalon. That dark idiot is trying to become immortal!"

Harry pinched the bridge of his nose. Things were about to get really sticky. And very bloody on top of it. "His new allies will be with him tonight. Bring the new rounds. I'll meet you at the well."


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Tom Riddle, otherwise known as Voldemort and He-who-must-not-be-named was standing on the dais looking down at his followers. He was disappointed. He needed the Brotherhood. The information they had access too would make everything so much more easy. But it seems with the imbeciles he had in his ranks, he had to do this hard way.

Well.....some would say fun.

"Tonight, we begin the quest. We search for the missing swords of Arthur. Everyone knows what they are to do. Do. Not. Fail. Me."


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Harry flipped the cell closed. He turned back to those gathered. "If you'll excuse me, we will have to finish this discussion later. I'm needed elsewhere at the moment." Turning to his Godfather. "Sirius, could you watch my bike, it will take too long to drive for me to get where I have to go."

"Bike? You have a bike!"

Harry rolled his eyes and smiled. This was Sirius. This was his godfather whom he has missed all these years. "It's parked at the gates. To cancel the charms, say dewin."

Severus blocked Harry's path to the door leaving the office, speaking Spanish, "Where are you going?"

Harry's eyebrow shot up, "Worried?"

"You have alot more explaining to do. Like why you chose now to come back. Why not earlier?" Leaving other questions unasked between them. Important ones.

"It was time."

"Not good enough."

Harry knew the older man wanted to call him Potter. It was on the tip of his tongue. Wicked tongue he had too. Smirking for a moment. Thinking about what that man could do with that appendage. But back to the question, "Two weeks ago, Samuel Galladros was killed in London because we refused to join him. He also placed a bounty's on Lucius, Draco and Your head."

"Samuel? What was he doing in London?"

"He was taking the Defence against the Dark Arts position here at Hogwarts." Harry swallowed hard against the images that flashed across his mind. Beautiful and kind Samuel, his body bloody and ravaged from the torture he had endured. "His tone of voice icy and hard, "but you wouldn't know that." ...."They found his body in the debris after the attack in London underground two weeks ago."

"That attack was blamed on a sleeper cell of Terrorists."

"Then why was the Dark Mark floating over the attack? Where were the aurrors? Order members? Or did you think it was a joke done by some random Death Eater for fun."

Severus felt a tightness in his chest. Albus never mentioned a new instructor. Damn the man and his secrets.

Harry hadn't noticed that others in the room had moved closer to he and Severus while they were talking. Draco and Lucius had heard their names and quickly glanced at the other in question and moved closer.

Ron and Hermione along with Remus and Sirius moved quietly towards Severus and Harry....the Spanish flowing freely and quickly between the two men.

Harry pulled a object from his pocket, "I have to get going. I will return later from our....excursion. But I must hurry..."

"Where are you going, Eneto?" Severus asked, stalling for time.

"I can't tell you that. But I promise to return."

Harry raised the portkey and uttered the password, “Artorius.” The word already leaving his mouth, as he sensed sudden movement around him, and the feeling of many hands on him as he felt the pull of the portkey begin…too late to do anything.


The familiar hook of the navel and they were gone with a pop. Albus stood up angrily. "Damnit!"

"Sit down, Albus," Minerva said. "They can take of themselves," not worrying where more than half of the high council of the Order had disappeared too. Or even port keyed out of Hogwarts without being keyed to the wards. "You still have alot of explaining to do concerning Mr. Potter." The older woman pushed the bearded man down into his seat. The old man scowled at the remaining order members, stopping his gaze on a very livid Molly Weasley as she stepped closer to the headmaster's desk, he dropped untwinkling eyes to his scared desktop.

All the wrongs and past dealings over the years were about to rise up and swallow him whole.

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"Bloody Hell!"

“Ronald Weasley! Watch your language!”

Ron opened his eyes found himself face to face with a tip of a sword.

“Hermione! Are you alright,” a desperate Draco Malfoy called from the bottom of the pile of bodies. Trying with all his might to shift whomever was on top of him off.

“I would suggest,” a very loud and commanding voice stated, ”that all of you move very slowly and someone start explaining how you came to be here.”

Bodies moved and shifted as one voice rang out....

“Aric!”

“Eneto!”

“Stand down!” Ron sighed in relief when the swords lowered.

Harry found himself pressed to the floor by a very aroused potions master. “Veo usted me perdió, el Amante.” I see you have missed me, Lover.

“Potter!”

“Ah. There's that sharp and snarky tongue of yours.”

“Eneto! What has happened?”

Harry looked his friends and family who all wore sheepish expressions on their faces and rolled his eyes. “They came along for the ride when I pulled out my portkey.” Severus rolled off of Harry and stood up in one swift motion. He felt cold from the loss of contact. Shaking off that notion for the moment, Harry stood and brushed himself off.

Frowning at the way plans had gone all off course, Harry decided to go with the flow. The Gryffindor way for once.

“Where are we Harry?” Hermione asked. The room they landed in was a barren room, with no distinct markings or any other clues as to where they were.

Harry smirked. His green eyes smiling and arms open wide in a grand flourish, “Welcome, my friends to Avalon!”

“Oh bloody hell,” Ron Weasley said as he slid to the floor in a dead faint along with Sirius Black.

Harry walked over and looked at the unconscious men. Some things never changed.


~TBC~

A/N::This story is growing on it's own... where it's still going... don't know... just come along for the ride... Delays in posting and writing is blamed on real life... and too much stress.. Thanks to Jadzia, MorganLeFay and Lady Foxfire for their beta work and input to this chapter... and to the reviewers.. you guys ROCK! any other mistakes are mine and mine alone...