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Fulfilling a Destiny	By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 59294 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Fulfilling A Destiny

Summary-Sequel to "A Friend For Life". Before the final battle Harry hears the ultimate betrayal and decides that he'd leave. Little does he know it's the start of his destiny.

Crossover- Crossover with Charmed.

pairing(s)- Wyatt/Harry, Lucius/Severus

Rating-Nc-17

Warning(s)- Mpreg, slash, Hermione, Dumbledore bashing, AU.

Disclaimer: See first chapter.

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Chapter Three

Ron, much to Harry's delight, had been willing to work with Draco on teaching the kids how to play Quidditch saying: "Well he's not so much of a prat once you get to know him, and besides it will be better with two people teaching them."

The one thing that was bothering Harry, was that Ron was unwilling to talk to anyone about his family. And Harry knew from experience, that bottling things up inside never ended on a good note.

"So are you looking forwards to getting back up on a broom?" Harry asked both Ron and Draco Monday morning during breakfast.

"It has been a while since I've been up on a broom." Draco admitted. "Well besides yesterday."

"The same for me. Only I didn't have the honor of winning."

"Hey you came close. I almost tried to knock you off your broom so I could win. And I only do that to people I consider competition." Draco admitted.

Giving a snort of laughter, Harry asked, "So should we warn the students that if they show too much promise in the sport you might try and knock them off of their brooms?"

"Nah. I'll just take it out on Weasley." Draco said grinning.

"Oh great. I think I ought to go and stock up on protective padding then." Ron said.

"Don't worry. I'll wait until you're really close to the ground before I knock you off of your broom." Draco promised.

"Oh that's really reassuring."

Chuckling at their antics, Lucius went to pick up the The Daily Prophet, but was cut off by a sleek black hawk flying in through the open window. Frowning, Lucius pushed the paper aside then accepted the note attached to the hawks leg.

Once the paper was away from its leg, the hawk took off without waiting for a response or a treat.

Turning to the note, Lucius carefully opened it and read it over. With wide eyes he dropped the paper to the table and stood up.

"I'm afraid I need to leave for a few hours boys. Harry I'll stop and speak with the headmaster of the magic school later today to make sure that everything I will be teaching is acceptable." With that Lucius quickly walked out of the room only stopping long enough to pat Draco on the shoulder.

"Harry hand me the note." Draco said holding his hand out.

Wordlessly handing over the note, Harry watched for any sign of if the note was bad or good. When he saw none he asked, "Is it bad news Draco?"

"No, I don't know. All it says is, 'Lucius I need to meet with you. Meet me at 'the spot'. Your sneaky snake."

"Sneaky snake? Who's that?" Ron asked.

"I don't know, but it must be important if he ran out of here like he did." Draco said frowning.

"I'm sure he'll tell you when he gets back if it's that important, but for now we need to get going. Leo wanted us at the school by ten and it's almost that time."

Standing up,the three of them tossed their napkins on top of their plates then made their way out of the house and to the apparation wards.

"How are we going to get there?" Ron asked. "Only you've been there, and I don't particularly want to splinch myself trying."

"Just hold onto me. I'll side-along the both of you." Harry said.

"Can you side-along the two of us? The last time I checked it wasn't possible." Draco said.

"I've always done the impossible Draco. Don't worry this won't be the first time I've side-along apparated more than one thing."

"Who have you side-along apparated before?" Ron asked confused.

"Two demons when I was in San Francisco. They were attacking me and I managed to side-along the two of them without splinching any of us."

Nodding, Draco stepped over and took a hold of Harry's elbow. "Well let's get going then."

"Okay but first, do the two of you have all of the equipment that you'll need to introduce your students to Quidditch?"

"Yes dad. We've got it all shrunken and placed securely in our pockets." Ron said rolling his eyes.

"What about you Harry? Do you have all of your things?" Draco asked teasingly.

"Of course. All of the books I ordered were sent ahead to the school by owl and my own things are shrunken and in my pocket." Harry said raising his head into the air as if offended, but the small grin on his lips betrayed that.

Taking a hold of Harry's other elbow, Ron said, "Let's get going then."

Nodding, Harry made sure that they were both holding on to his elbows then Disapparated with a crack.

Appearing in Leo's office at magic school, Harry pulled his arms away from Ron and Draco, then turned to Leo and said, "Morning Leo. This is Ron Weasley and Draco Malfoy. We figured that Draco could help Ron teach the students since this is a competitive sport and it might be better with two people to demonstrate it to them." Harry quickly explained.

"Harry, you don't have to explain. From what I can tell, you know what's best about wizarding magic and how it should be taught. I'll trust you until the time...if the time comes where you give me a reason not to." Leo said smiling at him. "Is your potions teacher not coming?"

"He received a note before we came and it seemed urgent. He said he would apparate here later today to speak with you when he was done though."

"Alright. Now Harry I'm sure you would like to go and get ready for your class before everyone gets here. Do you need a guide to show you the way?" Leo asked.

"Nope. I'm just going to apparate over there. Are the books I ordered and sent here in the room or do I need to grab them first?"

"I had Paige drop them off in your room when she added your name to the door."

"Thanks. Ron, Draco good luck, and I'll see you later." Harry said. Before they could respond, Harry disapparated with a crack.

Appearing in his classroom, Harry looked around at the thirty single seat desks then made his way to the front of the room where his own desk was located.

Sitting on top of the desk was a small shrunken box with the words, 'Wizarding Books Galore' written on it.

Waving his hand, Harry enlarged the box then opened it so he could see the books inside.

Pulling out the top book, Harry flipped it open and piece of parchment slipped out and fell to the desk. Setting the book down, Harry picked up the note and started to read it.

Mr. Harry Potter,

Thank you for your purchase of books from our store. Due to the extensive amount you have spent we have sent you a free teachers planning guide, and a free teachers version of the book you have ordered The Standard Book of Spells Years One Through Seven By Miranda Goshawk. The book has tests that will help you learn if your students have fully grasped the concept of the spell and how to cast it.

Again we thank you for your purchase, and hope that you will shop with us again when you next need books.

Yours truly,

Alexandra Galore.

Owner of Wizarding Books Galore.

Nodding his head, Harry set the note on top of his teachers book then floated the box behind him as he walked between the aisles setting one book on each desk. Once all the desks had a book on it, Harry walked back up to the front of the classroom and placed the box behind the desk next to his chair.

Moving around to the front of the desk, Harry hopped up and sat on it while straightened his white silk shirt. Wiggling around a little, Harry tried to school his face into a friendly smile while trying to hide the nervous tick that started above his eyebrow.

With the door open, Harry watched as a group of kids ranging from eleven to eighteen entered the room.

As the students made their way in and sat at a desk most of them smiled politely, but some giggled behind their hands and fluttered their eyelashes at him.

Chuckling inside his head, Harry bowed his head so he could get rid of the grin that was on his lips.

Once all the seats were taken, Harry hopped off of the desk and cleared his throat.

"Hello everyone. I'm Harry Potter and I'm going to teach you all about wizarding magic and how to do wizarding spells. I'm going to pass a sheet of parchment around that I'd like you all to write your names on. You'll only have to do it once, and it's so that I can take attendance quickly and easily." Harry said handing a piece of parchment to the first student closest to the door.

Opening his mouth, Harry went to continue speaking but was cut off by the door opening up.

"Can I help you?" Harry asked staring at the six foot two blond haired, blue eyed god that had just stepped into the room.

Eying Harry up and down, the man grinned and said, "Sorry for interrupting, I'm Wyatt Halliwell. My father asked me to make sure that the students didn't give you a hard time."

"Your father?"

"The headmaster. He's seen how some students react to new teachers and he didn't want them to scare you away." Wyatt said with a grin. "Unfortunately my little brother is one of those students." He added frowning at a brown haired, brown eyed teen that sat towards the back of the room.

"Alright Mr. Halliwell, can I call you Wyatt?" Harry asked. "I think it might be a little confusing with two Mr. Halliwell's in the room."

"You can." Wyatt said.

"Great. Since all of the desks are taken you can sit in my desk chair. I'm more likely to just sit up on the desk then in the chair."

Grinning at him Wyatt moved over to the chair and dropped down in it.

Turning back to the class, Harry could feel Wyatt's eyes on him the whole time.

Fidgeting, Harry said, "Those books in front of you are yours to keep. You can set them aside since this class we aren't going to look at them. Just take out some paper to take down notes. You don't have to, but it's always better to have the notes. You never know when you might get quizzed on what I talked about last class."

As soon as he finished talking, the students quickly opened up their backpacks and pulled out notebooks and pens.

Chuckling, Harry heard Wyatt do the same thing. While the students were getting ready to take notes Harry leaned close to Wyatt and asked, "Have we ever met before? You seem really familiar."

"I don't think so, but I've got the same feeling as you do. You seem familiar, but I've lived in San Francisco all my life and I've never been out of the state let alone the country...have you?"

"I came here once last summer, but I know that I never saw you that time."

"There's just something about you..." Wyatt said.

Smiling at him, Harry turned back to the class to see them staring at him.

"Sorry about that. Now let's get started."

Hopping up onto his desk, Harry felt Wyatt's eyes roaming over his back and staying on his butt until they'd move and start the trail again.

"Now every witch and wizard has a level that their magic is at. And every child born from a witch or wizard has the ability to do magic to a certain level. There are different type of magical core levels. Your core, as I'm sure you've already been taught, is what allows you to do magic."

Clearing his throat, Harry waited to allow the ones who were writing to finish before he continued to talk.

"Now the first thing I'm going to talk about is your core level. You can have a normal core, which most witches and wizards do have, you can have a medium core level, or you can have a high core level. Your core level determines how many different types of magic you can harness. But the type of core also determines what type of magic you can harness."

Turning slightly, Harry used his hand to summon a small chalkboard on wheels over to him and picked up a piece of chalk.

"I'm going to write the next few things out so that you can take the time to write them down. This is important to what you can learn, so I'd recommend that you all write this down."

Waiting for the few students that hadn't been writing anything down, Harry tried to decided how much he could introduce to the students before it became too much for them.

"The first thing I'm going to tell you about are the types of magical cores. There are three different types of magical cores, and these cores can't be determined by how your family was. Each witch and wizard has their own core. So just because your parents have one type of core doesn't mean that you're going to have that type of core."

Turning to the blackboard, Harry started to write.

"Now, before I start to introduce the cores to you, I'm going to introduce the types of magic to you. There are four different types of magic. First is wizarding magic, which all of you can do. Second, is wiccan magic which, again, all of you can do. Third is necromancy magic, only a few people can do this kind of magic. Finally is healing magic again only a few people can do this type of magic. But more people can do healing magic then necromancy. Necromancy is a hard magic to control, and many people die trying to harness its true power. Honestly there is only a few necromancers born every two thousand years."

Waiting for everyone to copy down the information, Harry took a few minutes to answer some of the students questions about the types of magic.

"Alright now lets move on to the next topic: magical cores. The first type of core is a Light core. A light core means you're more apt to light magic like healing spells and prank spells. The second core is called a dark core. That means that you can handle fighting spells better than healing magic. The final core is a neutral core. That means that you can do all kinds of spells."

"Isn't having a dark core and necromancy evil?" A female student asked flipping her blond hair out of her eyes.

Giving a rueful smile, Harry said. "I knew that that topic would come up sometime today. I have my whole explanation written out, so I'm just going to read it from my note cards, and if you still have questions after I'm done I'll answer them."

Turning around, Harry locked eyes with Wyatt then grabbed his cards and turned around with a blush on his face.

"When I say dark core it doesn't mean that you're evil. So don't let people tell you that you are. It just means that you are more adept at fighting then at healing. I can tell you personally that there is always going to be someone who tries to say that you're evil because of the type of magic you do. But it's not. It's not evil unless you mean to cause harm for no good reason."

Looking down at his note cards, Harry hesitated trying to decide if he was really going to use the next example.

Deciding to go for it, Harry sighed and continued to read. "In wizarding magic there is a curse called the killing curse. If it's fired and hits you die instantly. Now you'd think that that would be dark no matter what right? Maybe. Evil would be breaking into someones home and killing them because they opposed you. But what if someone was already dying from a deadly and painful disease and asked you to end their pain and suffering? It's all about intent. How can it be evil when you're just trying to do the right thing?"

"Have you ever seen the curse performed?" Someone asked.

"Yeah. Once when I was a year old. I know that's a long time ago, but it's a painful memory that I just can't forget."

"What's the memory?" The same boy asked leaning forwards.

"Seeing my mother sacrifice herself so I could survive." Harry said mentally seeing the green light as it hit his mothers body. Shaking his head, Harry threw the memory into the back of his mind.

"Sorry." The boy mumbled lowering his head as if ashamed that he had brought up that memory.

"Don't be. It's alright. Anyway back to the lecture. Someone I knew once told me 'you learn to live, and live to learn.' You're going to make mistakes, everyone does. It's all about knowing what's right and wrong and correcting any mistakes that you've made. Now a lot of you guys and girls in here are older so you already know how to differentiate right from wrong. I ask that you try and help the younger students while they're at the school and away from their parents."

"But what if we can't get along with someone?" A red headed girl, who looked to be about eleven or twelve, asked.

"I can tell you from personal experience that it isn't easy to get along with everyone around you. Heck a few months ago I would have been bickering with one of your teachers for your flying class. But after we saw how the other kids at our school was acting because of us we tried to get along. We would only argue when we were alone, but after a while we started to get along and now we're not best friends, but we are friends. You can't get along with everyone, just try to get along and hold your tongue when you're around younger kids. You might not think it, but it does influence others. If they see you acting like that they think that it's okay and they do it."

Looking down at his watch, Harry said, "Now this class is over in about a minute so go ahead and pack up your things. During your next class I'm going to be demonstrating a spell and having you come up front and try to do it. To be honest there is no way to tell what kind of core you have until you try a spell. I won't be having you try hard spells until later, so we won't know for a few weeks what type of core you have. Now get out here and go enjoy learning how to fly a broom."

As the students got up most of them gave groans of disappointment, which were soon covered up by questions of 'we really get to fly a broom?'

Waving, Harry said, "See you all tomorrow."

Hopping off of the desk, Harry stretched his arms over his head and gave a sigh of relief when his shoulders popped.

Hearing a chuckle behind him, Harry jumped and spun around.

"Sitting on your desk for that long isn't really that comfortable is it?" Wyatt asked standing up.

Grinning, Harry said, "No not really. So how did I do?"

"Exceptionally well. No one tried to make you cry or embarrass you."

"Well if they did that I'd have to retaliate. My father and two godfathers were notorious for causing havoc in their school with pranks."

The two stared at one another for almost five minutes before Wyatt finally broke the silence and asked, "Will you be okay with your next class? My dad wanted me to follow Chris around and make sure he didn't cause trouble, but if I had said that when I first came in he would have thrown a tantrum at dinner later tonight. I can stay if you think you need me...need me to stay." He added quickly.

Smiling, Harry said, "No go ahead I'll be fine with the next class."

Looking a little disappointed, Wyatt said, "Oh. Well okay. I'll see you tomorrow for class then. The class you just had was the worst one in this school. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah. See you." Harry said watching him leave.

Feeling a little disappointed when he walked out of the room and shut the door, Harry shook his head and said to himself. 'Oh get over it Harry. You've just met him and you're already ready to jump him the next time you see him. He's probably already got a girlfriend. You don't stand a chance with him.'

Frowning, Harry dropped into his chair and laid his head back while he waited for the next class to get there. Clearing his head of any thoughts, Harry placed a cheerful and friendly smile on his face and decided that he would try his hardest to stay away from Wyatt Halliwell so that he didn't end up getting hurt in the end.

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