Hello wonderful readers! I own nothing, Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling and Warner Brothers and anyone else whom has its rights; Warcraft belongs to Blizzard and anyone else whom has its rights. This is purely fan-made, I'm posting it as I think it others might enjoy the idea … well hope you like it! By the way this is my first fict. And I don't have a beta. plz review and rate. Plz and ty!
Summary: Life stinks when you're the Boy Who Lived, but when you end up in Northrend and you're adopted by the Aspects, life stinks less.
It is the summer between Harry's fourth and fifth year at Hogwarts, a strange happening takes place. Through the combined magics of accidental magic, the full moon and Harry's own wish to be far from human harm. As he is passing out from the severe malnutrition and the most recent beatings from Vernon and the rest of the Dursleys, for messing up a business deal … or some sort of nonsense, he is transported to the world of Azeroth and Outland; specifically to the summit of the Wyrmrest Temple at the feet of the Dragon Queen Alexstrsaza and the other ambassadors of the Dragonflights.
The dragons and dragonkin that call the Temple their home and holy place, where more than a little surprised when the body of a young human male literally popped out of nowhere beaten and very much on the brink of death. Even the ambassador for the Black Dragonflight, Nalice was disturbed by the sight of, to them, the whelpling of a boy practically dying in front of them. Alexstrsaza using the power given to her long ago by the Titan Eonar the Lifebinder heals and stabilizes the human whelp. She does this almost immediately … she isn't known as the Queen Of Life, The Life-Binder, Binder of Life for nothing – even so Lord Itharius aids her with some of his own healing abilities.
As the dragons where doing this the spirit of the great Proto-dragon, the progenitor of dragonkind, Galakrond was alerted to the events happening not too far from where his bones rested in Dragonblight. He begins a trip to the Temple to see what his "children" are doing.
After some time … almost forty-eight hours since his abrupt arrival, the human whelp finally wakes up. Keenly aware he wasn't at the Dursleys as it was way too cold, and the fact that there seemed to be a more than just three people …added to the fact he wasn't being beaten or harmed. Finally opening his eyes he looks upon what appears to be Elves and humans, also what seems like a child is there too. Seeing that being silent would probably be unproductive Nalice speaks up, in a surprisingly quiet and kind voice – one that many wouldn't think the black dragon would be able to do, "Hello young one. I am Nalice, may I know your name?" She kneels down to be more at his level. Harry looks at her and then at the others in the room before somewhat quietly saying, "Im Harry … Harry Potter." He waits for the typical fan reaction he is just starting to get used to but there is none, so he asks, "hmmm miss? Where am I?" Chromie whom has been unexpectedly quite brings Alexstrsaza over towards the edge of the tower away from the others to tell the Life-Giver what he knows of the future of the boy, "Alex! This boy … we … we", poor Chronormu couldn't even finish his sentence. "Yes Chronormu? What do we do" Alexstrsaza asks in a kind but forceful voice, wanting to know what is to come that the Bronze could let her know. Chromie hearing the slight change in her voice states, " we … well we, as in all of the ambassadors, and available aspects blood adopt the boy and also give him the forms of the Five Dragonflights." They both feel a strong presence suddenly, when a deep haunting voice whispers to the, "Greetings my children … I also wish to help this human, I am the Galakrond …" he chuckles at their reaction and simply says, "He shall also have the power and the form of a Proto-dragon as well as your own flights. Now I believe you have a boy to help." And the voice of the father of dragon-kind disappears.
As the two were conversing, Nalice and the others tell Harry where he is and learns from where the boy hails from. Nalice states to the boy's question, "You are at the Wyrmrest Temple in Northrend." At the blank look, Kalecgos continues, "you are on Azeroth," he was thinking that the boy might have been from Draenor. Still the boy was confused and even spoke up; "I don't know these places …" Itharius asks Harry about where he is from, "Harry … where are you from?" Harry blinks and then says, "I lived with my abusive aunt and uncle in Surrey, England." While these people might keep calling him young and little he was around 14 years old, soon to be 15, he knew that they weren't truly humans but he kept quiet and knew that his kind of 'home life' was not normal and considered abusive to most others.
Now knowing their path … the two rejoin the others around Harry. Alexstrsaza gathers the others attention, including the boy's, "Young one, Harry, would you like us to become your family while you are here in Azeroth?" The Great Red Dragoness waits for the young man's answer almost already knowing the answer, as from what Chromie has said.
