Harry Potter : King of the Amazons By TheSilverboar

Chapter 2

-Harry-

Groaning he sat up and rubbed his eyes as he tried to get rid of his pounding headache. "Ah, you're awake." the white haired woman, Propheta said happily as she walked over to him. "It seems that the ritual also fixed some damages to your body.".

"What do you mean?" he asked and was startled by how deep his voice was, "Is that my voice?" he asked incredulous.

Laughing the Queen, Bellona, happily said "Yes dear husband that is your voice. You have been unconscious for a full day and Pythos has been panicking and fretting over you ever since.".

Raising an eyebrow he asked, "Is that so?" before yelling out "Pythos! Are you there?".

As he yelled this he heard a happy voice hissing "Master!" before he was being 'hugged' by a very happy snake, "Master is alright!".

"Why are you calling me master?" he asked as he pat the serpent on its head.

"I wish for you to be my Master. I shall serve and protect only you for the rest of my days." Pythos said firmly.

"Why may I ask are you doing this?" he asked curious.

"You are speaker for one and your kind are revered by the serpents of the world." Pythos said, "And you got the amazons to stop trying to kill me.".

Smiling he replied "Then welcome to the family Pythos… but don't call me Master. Just Harry.".

"Okay Just Harry." Pythos hissed while giggling.

"Cheeky serpent." he muttered before turning to the two women who were looking at him warily as they couldn't understand what he was saying. "Did the ritual all the way?" he asked curiously.

"Yes it did your Highness." Propheta said bowing before gesturing to a large piece of a mirror that was hanging on a wall.

Looking at his reflection he saw that while he was still only about four feet tall but he was now covered with a fine layer of muscle from all of the chores his Aunt and Uncle made him do. His scar was fainter now that it had been before and he saw the hints of stubble appearing on his cheeks. All in all he looked and felt better than he ever had in his life. "Wow." he muttered in shock and after a moment he realized that he was seeing perfectly and wasn't wearing his glasses.

"It worked quite well your majesty." Propheta said smiling.

"Please just call me Harry." he pleaded.

"If that is your wish your… Harry." Propheta said, seeming to struggle to now call him your majesty.

Suddenly a thought struck him, turning to Pythos he asked, "Pythos you said that you would only protect me for the rest of your life, yes?".

"Yes Harry," Pythos said nodding his scaled head, "why do you ask?".

"What about my wives and future children?" he asked.

"I shall protect the family of the speaker!" Pythos declared firmly.

"Well Bellona there is my first wife." he said pointing to the Queen of the Amazons.