Yes, it was far too coincidental that he was being thrown into the spot light again. It's one of the main reasons he had left his world. Even as soon as right after the battle, the whole magical world had known his name and was worshipping him like he was the second coming of Merlin. Having never been on who liked the stares and attention, he had had a hard time coping. He had sought a new world to start over and get away from all the attention. Harry was sure that if he attempted the portal ritual again he would just find himself in the same situation; it was like he was caught in a loop with no way out.
"I know it's not what you want. You've had a hard time adjusting to the stares that come with the fame. It's not what you wanted, however, it's not all that bad," Morgan said softly. "This fame can be used to your advantage. With fame, you carry a powerful voice. You could choose the path you want to walk. Despite what you may believe of yourself, you're not a follower. You're a leader. You've always been a leader. You will soon see that others cannot help but follow you. Haven't you noticed you have the power to change people? Where you walk, others will follow. You seem very powerful in creating bonds and leaving lasting impressions. Normally, bonds develop over time, but you seem to connect remarkably quickly with others, despite the short timeframe. You seem to resonate to those who are around you and who will follow you on your path."
"Wait, are you saying I'm controlling them?" Harry asked, alarmed.
"That's a difficult question to answer. In truth, you are not controlling them. They still have free will and are able to choose their own paths and make their own decisions. However, you create… it's best to describe it as an echo. You leave echoes and other hear it and they follow it. That's what makes you remarkable… and very dangerous. You will leave impressions on this world for decades to come. The Avengers will follow you without question, without hesitation, into Hell itself, without even realizing it, against their instincts and sometimes against their common sense to think again. This is a rare gift. If your mentor Dumbledore knew this, he would have been more cautious about you. You have a remarkable gift, and it's time for you to stop running and accept who you are… all of you and you'll know what it means to be your own man," Morgan said firmly.
Harry sighed. He knew what Morgan was saying was true. He had been running from his responsibilities and his gifts. All he had ever wanted was to be normal. Did Fate hate him, denying him the right to be normal? Perhaps it was time to stop running. Trouble would always find him. It was time to accept who he was. He just wished his life wasn't so complicated.
"So," Morgan said breaking Harry out of his reverie. "Back to my original question, how long as it been since the ritual?"
Harry gave Morgan a hard look. "What do you mean? Hasn't it been a day?" Harry said slowly.
Morgan gives him a hard look in return. "Magical transfusion takes both parties out for a long period of time. It has not been a day. We've been comatose for quite some time."
Harry looked at her in surprise. This wasn't what he had been expecting. "It felt like only a day," Harry said in surprise. After saying that, Harry pulled out his phone, he turns it on after it appeared to be off and he took note that it was on one percent battery life; ready to die out, and looks at the calendar carefully. "It's been sixteen months," he exclaimed, shocked. He looks at Morgan carefully. "Why so long?"
"Your body was readjusting itself and adapting to my fairy magic. Now you can cast magic much easier, without the real use of a wand. Basically, I've made you even more powerful."
Harry sighed once more as he took this in.
"So I'm now half fairy. This means I'm immortal," Harry said tiredly as he looked down before looking back up at Morgan. "I never wanted this."
"I can trust no one but you with this gift. Now, let's return to the world. I'm sure Fury is wondering where we are. Best we reconnect with S.H.I.E.L.D. and see if they have any jobs for us," Morgan said.
"Let's do that tomorrow. I still need to wrap my brain around what you just told me," Harry said back. After saying that, Harry turned to look at the ocean blue sky as the wind blew across the lands. He knew full well that he would be facing future battles soon.
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