Harry looked across the table in Black Manor. There sat Daphne and Astoria Greengrass. They looked like they were trying not to run. Daphne sat there with an ice cold expression on her face. She felt like she was sitting in front of a vast and dark sea. It was an overwhelming feeling of power. Power that felt like it would wash her away.
Astoria felt like she was floating in a sea of dark and welcoming power. As she looked at the person across from her she felt that he was the one that could make everything bad go away. As Astoria sat there she asked "Can you make it all go away?"
Harry looked at the girl that spoke. "Why would I not help one that is to be mine?" Harry asked her. As he looked at her he felt the magic around her. As he looked he could see the curse that was placed on this girl and her family. It was a blood curse.
Harry stood up and walked over to Astoria. As he stood in front of her Harry put his on her cheek. He looked into her eyes and said "As of now you are free my dear Astoria." As he pulled his hand away from her. He held a ball of dark red and black magic in his hand. As he looked at the twisting and whirling ball of magic in his hand he exhaled a small wisp of black and gold flames.
Harry knew how to use fiendfyre cause Tom knew how. But Harry's fiendfyre was stronger. Because of the knowledge that he found in Herpo's book. He learned how was first made and what is the true power of the darkes fire.
As Harry exhaled a small wisp of black and gold flames on the ball of magic that was the blood curse that he pulled from Astoria. He whatched as the curse was consumed by the flames. He felt the power of the flame change. It had used the curse to streaghten it's self. He could now use it as a gift of power.
Harry looked down at Astoria and extended his hand to her face. As he did so the flames in his hand jumped forward and fused with Astoria. When that happened Astoria's eyes glowed with the light of the flames.
As all this happened, Daphne could do nothing but sit there and watch what was happening. She watched as little Astoria looked as if she had a raging fire in her eyes. Daphne sat there as something changed in her sister. It was something that her both happy and terrified.
She didn't know how, but she could feel that the curse that had been hurting her family for a very long time was gone. Daphne did know one thing she and Astoria would not ever be leaving Harry's side.
Astoria felt it, she was free. She had been set free of the curse. It dose not stop there she had been given a gift by the one that had set her free from the curse. She looked up at Harry with the same look that one might give an angle.
Harry looked down at Astoria and said "Give me your arm." Astoria held out her arm to Harry. He raised his hand and placed his index finger on her right forearm. Where he used his magic to bestow his mark upon her.
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Daphne sat there and watched as Harry did something thought to be impossible. He turned the cures that afflicted her family for generations into a gift. He had saved her sister with such ease, it seemed had just as simply cast a spell. She look at her right forearm there the winged and feathered serpent with a crown above it.
She just sat there and looked at it. The mark was the same one that Harry had given to her little sister, Astoria. That was another thing that Daphne couldn't quit get understand either both she and Astoria where going to marry Harry Potter.
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Harry looked at the goblin in front of him. "So what you are saying is that I might the heir to the throne of king Arthur?" He asked Ricbert. Ricbert noded "Yes Young Lord, from what we have found both a member of the Potter family and the Gryffindor family that married daughters of the House of Pendragon." Harry noded "I see so the why would it not have showen up in the ritual of inheritance?" Ricbert thouhgt for a minute. "That is a good question." He looked at some papers he looked up. "That is because you have yet to activate a marriage contract connected to the Pendragon line." Harry looked at the paper that Ricbert haned him. It was a viable contract written up roughly 2500 years ago. It was between His family the Potters and King Arthur saying that if either familys bloodline that if ether or both where in danger then the contract could be activated. It listed that only one candidate for the contract was available a girl named Hermione Granger. Harry looked at Ricbert and asked "Who is she?" Ricbert looked at some papers. "She is a muggle born, witch that would seem to have a distant blood relation to the Pendragon family." Harry looked at him then noded. "Activate the contact and set up a meeting with her." Ricbert noded "It will be done ,Young Lord."
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It has been a few days since Harry had his meeting with Ricbert. Now here he is in a Gringotts meeting room across from one Hermione Granger and her parents. "I'm sorry that this has to be are first meeting my dear."
Hermione Granger looked at the young man across from her. She felt a strange pull to him. If what she has read is right then it's the pull of her magic reaching out to him.
She was scared as to what that ment. What she has read tells her that he is coneted to her in an old if not ancient way. "Why are we here?" She asked.
Harry looked at her and sighed. "You my dear Hermione are here because of this contract." He said as he slid the contrat to her. She looked at the paper he just gave her. She was stunded. A marriage contract. Why did he give this to her? When she read contract, she was baffled at what it said. The contract said that she was a descendant of King Arthur and that she was to marry Harry James Potter. She looked up at him. "Are you Harry Potter?" He looked her in eye and noded. Hermione looked at him and asked, "Why me? Why activate the contract?" Harry looked at her. "First is to protect you, and second is the power, both political and magical, that it offers the both of us." She was stunded by what he said. "What do you mean?" Hermione asked him. He sighed. "For my first point is because of the way muggle borns are treated in the magical world, and second is the simple fact the Pendragon family is one of if not the oldest family in Magical Britin, as well as it's only royal bloodline."
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Harry looked at the new ring on the thumb of his right hand. It was the Lordship ring of house Pendragon. Harry knew that this was going to realy shake the world.