Ch. 185

"No, or at least not at the moment." She said before she waved her hand and a single book appeared next to Harry. "Here you go." She said.

"What is this?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"This is a book, of course." The Ancient One said with a smile.

"Of course," Harry repeated in a dry voice. "but what I meant was why are you giving one to me?" He asked.

"These books contain several useful pieces of magic that you might be interested in," The Ancient One informed him. "I know that you have been hesitant to learn my styles of magic."

"My magic comes from my core," Harry shrugged. "yours comes from an outer source, I don't know what the effects would be if I did try it."

"Well, now you have the option to experiment with it if you should desire to do so." The Ancient One said, responding with a shrug of her own. "If you ever want more then feel free to contact my successor. Ah wait, you may want this as well." She said, pulling out a golden two fingered ring, she tossed it to Harry who easily caught it.

"What is this?" Harry asked as he examined the ring, the object was clearly magical, but he wasn't entirely sure what it could do. "And do not answer by saying it's a ring." Harry added when she began opening her mouth.

"This is a 'sling ring'." The Ancient One began explaining. "a sling ring is a magical object that possesses the ability to create a dimensional gateway to another location or even a different dimension." She said with a smile. "If you look at your book then it should tell you how to use it."

"Alright, but why give me one?" Harry asked. "I can teleport to pretty much anywhere on this planet and I doubt that I'm going to go anywhere in another dimension."

"And we both know that just because something is unlikely it doesn't mean it will not happen." The Ancient One replied. "Before we end this conversation I would like to say a couple of more things. Firstly, while I am not able to see past my own death, I am capable of seeing the possible futures of others. I didn't look too far into yours but I did see something. A couple of years from now I see that it is possible you're going to end up fighting someone, someone very important." The Ancient One said, sounding deathly serious. "Should you fight this person I want you to remember one thing: monsters are not born, they are created."

"What are you on about? Who am I going to fight?" Harry asked, sounding just as serious.

"I am afraid I cannot say," The Ancient One sighed deeply. "as much as I would like to, I cannot. Anything I tell you might influence the future, for better or worse, it could lead to you fighting when you don't have to or any other number of things. I know that this must irritate you, but I cannot say more. I apologise." She said.

"Hmm, I don't like it." Harry said, resisting the urge to glare at her. "But I understand." He added, he knew she was right and that anything she said now could change how he would act in the future.

"Thank you," She said in a sincere voice before she continued speaking. "the second thing I wish to tell you is that eventually my successor will contact you, I hope that the two of you will be able to work together. Thirdly, I have tried looking for more information about your suit, I wasn't able to find anything, I do apologise." She said, sounding really apologetic.

"It's fine." Harry waved her off, "the suit's good enough as it is. Is there anything else?"

"Yes," The Ancient one nodded, her voice had slowed down slightly as if she was about to say something that she knew he might not like. "I…"

"Why are you hesitating?" Harry asked, sounding slightly worried. "You tell me that the world is in danger and would be saved without batting an eye plus you tell me that you're dying like it's nothing but now you're hesitating."

"Not for the reasons you might think," The Ancient One replied. "it's my understanding that you will be having a child soon."

"Yeah." Harry said, narrowing his eyes. "What is this about?" He asked, sounding as far from amused as one could be.

"Like I have already told you, before you came here I saw several possible versions of this conversation," The Ancient One spoke in a calm voice. "and in one of them you told me of your strained relationship with your deceased parents. If I may, I would suggest that you work on that as soon as possible, it would be beneficial not just for you but also your family. At worst you never have to worry about it ever again, at best you are able to move on. That's merely my opinion, for whatever it is worth to you." She said, Harry did not immediately reply. He was silent for a few long and tense minutes.

"I'll think about it." Harry eventually said.

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Harry didn't go back home after leaving Kamar Taj, he had sent a text to Natasha to tell her he would be out for the rest of the day and had spent the rest of the day clearing his head by looking around Tibet. Though that ended when he got into an argument with a woman who tried to sell him some chicken. He wasn't sure how but he had lost the argument, but he ended up eating some nice chicken wings so had he truly lost?

As Harry walked back into his home he felt like his feet were shackled to heavy weights, the words of the Ancient One were weighing heavily on his mind. She had been kind to him over the years, even if he was (still is) a bit of a dick, so he was genuinely upset that she would soon no longer be a part of the land of the living. But he supposed if she truly was so old then she probably really didn't mind if she did die.

Out of all of the things she had spoken to him about, it was the comments about his family that hit Harry the deepest. He knew that soon - providing there were no unseen complications - he would be a father, he would have a child of his own. How would he act once he was a parent?

Harry knew that he most definitely did not want to be like his Uncle Vernon or Aunt Petunia, he would gladly cut off both of his arms before willingly hurting his own child. He did think that it was likely that Harry would have to cause him or her some amount of pain given that a child between him and Natasha would likely be a fighter and would need training, but Harry would never want to hurt his child outside of training. Harry had suffered thanks to Uncle Vernon's hatred and fear of all that he did not consider to be 'normal' and Petunia's jealousy over the fact that her sister was the special witch and she wasn't.

Harry definitely wanted to love his child but he didn't want him or her to become a spoiled brat like Dudley or Draco, because spoiled children would usually find life difficult when they got older. Dudley ended up being too late in realising that his parents couldn't help him too much against the law while Draco ended up realising that his parents could not protect him from everything, which in Draco's case ended up being Harry.

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