Chapter 8
Harry stormed into the common room, his magic tightly wound around him. All of the Gryffindors moved aside as he marched up the stairs to his dorm, his two best friends trailing after. He threw the door open.
"Black, your older self is insufferable and I wish he would think things through for once in his life" Harry flopped on top of Neville after saying his piece.
"That bad?" Sirius asked, glancing at the other two who nodded grimly.
"Give Har a minute. Chances are he'll explain more once he's done regulating his magic using Neville" Ron gently redirected when the time travelers looked for more answers. True to the prefect's words, Harry's magic was tangled in Neville's who was draining it slightly.
"Wait, you two are close enough to blend magic like that?" Sirius asked in surprise.
"Yes in both senses. Harry and I are closest in power levels due to Fate's touch. So when he can't go fight something or fly, Harry does exactly this. Mione and Ron can keep up with him in a duel, they just have more passive power than Harry and I" Neville shrugged slightly, continuing to pat his friend's back.
"What kind of passive powers?" James asked curiously. "If you don't mind my question."
"I have an eidetic memory, supported by my magic so I can continue to recall things down the line" Hermione answered unconcerned.
"And it's not really a secret, my family has always had a tendency for more domestic magics, so part of my magic just automatically fuels those things. I also got a minor prophetic ability" Ron ran a hand through his hair.
"Can we back up for my understanding? Please?" Lily interrupted.
"Of which part?" Parvati asked curiously.
"The magic stuff. Like, blending magic? Is that not normal? And passive power?"
"You can blend magic with someone? Is it Snape?" James perked up, eyes shining. "And passive power is just gifts that are always working. Like a prophetic ability is constantly 'on' so to speak. There's also a difference between a seer and a normal prophetic ability. Seers can use divination mediums more effectively to get small predications like the most likely path. However, a seer will also be used as a tool for Prophecy, which is when Fate itself speaks through them to declare what will happen. For everyone else with the gift, they can get more clear predications than average with any medium but one works best for them."
"Trelawney is a Seer. She's made genuine prophecies before, one even to Harry here. Parvati and I have prophetic gifts. As does Ron" Lavender added.
"Oh. And, yea, it was with Sev" Lily nodded before cocking her head to the side. "Does Fate's touch mean there's a prophecy about you?"
"Yes and no. Harry and I both fit the criteria for a prophecy, but it'll only apply to one of us in the end. But because the prophecy is still active, our magic has a bit of...I guess you could call it a backup? It also makes it easier for us to mingle our magic like this, since the same prophecy connects us and acts as a road between. Plus, we're godbrothers so our magic recognizes each other" Neville smiled.
"Nev's one of my favorite people. Only Ron and Mione beat him" Harry mumbled. Neville patted his head softly.
"I just realized, James, didn't you have detention tonight?" Seamus asked. The boy paled rapidly.
"Merlin's beard, I forgot I was assigned detention the past two days...whelp I'm fucked!" He clapped his hands with a manic grin. "Think I could go live in the forest forever?"
"You'd die within the week. Whether by the centaur herd or acromantula just depends on where you wonder. May even be taken down by a thestral if you're particularly unlucky" Hermione looked done with the world.
"Acromantula?!" Peter yelped.
"Oh yeah. That wasn't a fun trip. Luckily Harry still likes spiders or I'd be screwed since that just made my arachnophobia worse. Think Hagrid is still mad at Aragog for that?" Ron mused out loud.
"Don't worry, they're deep in the forest and it's safe to say Hagrid has probably been making sure no further problems occur" Hermione waved off. Harry hissed softly in pain. Hermione breathed out "Har?"
"It's fine. Connection's just doing a feedback loop. His irritation is making my own worse, along with the usual throbbing. I'm closing it up as best as I can" Harry smiled tremulously from where he was still leaning on Neville.
"I still think you should do the ritual to cut him off from part of his base of support" Neville said solemnly.
"Not much I can do Nev. He's likely aware his only lordship has been claimed by someone else. And with his theft of what belongs to Death, he can't even get the heirship and I doubt any of the family magic is in him" Harry reminded.
"He truly stole from Death? He wasn't risen from the dead, he never actually died?" James asked solemnly.
"No. He should have moved on the night he fired the killing curse point blank at me. But something stopped it. The man who rose in June is the same who came to our house, the only change being 13 years and two failed attempts at returning sooner. I assume you know of the Peverell blood in our family?" Harry was equally solemn.
"I do. Most Lord Potters don't claim it, due to the unique requirement to become Lord Peverell" James nodded.
"Well, I'm not most. I qualified for the lordship upon my majority since I was a young child. I took the mantle on to use it to prevent people like Voldemort getting a following. But first, I must rid the world of the thief. Death is not pleased he has evaded its grasp" Harry's words shocked both James and Sirius.
"One of the goals is to remind people of the ascension laws, which allowed another of his lordships a seat on the Wizengamot. The other two were original members of the Council of Mages and thus were immediately part of the body" Hermione added into the silence.
"He has both Longbottom and Patil backing in this. Our system has grown stagnant, and it's time we step up to make the world better for us" Parvati said seriously, holding Lavender's hand.
"I'm glad my son has your support in this" James met both of the Heirs' eyes. Both inclined their heads in acknowledgement.