Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl or Harry Potter. :(

Rated T because I am paranoid.

This story is set in the second book of Harry Potter (Chamber of Secrets). Artemis is 10, almost 11. In this, Artemis has completed many accomplishments when he was younger, and he is not as 'nice' as he was by the end of the Arctic Incident.

Chapter 1

"Artemis."

"Artemis!" A piercing voice cut through his thoughts.

"What?" 10-year-old Artemis Fowl the Second said irritably, snapping his head towards the offending noise.

Juliet Butler sighed, "I have been trying to get your attention for more than two minutes! You had your head stuck good in the clouds, I can't believe-"

Artemis tuned her out; he had no interest in listening to her insistent remarks on his increasingly odd behavior as of late. He had been running through the recent events of his making. Including uncovering a species of fairies, kidnapping one, and taking quite a lot of gold from them when he was only 9, as well as saving his father from kidnappers just a few weeks ago with manipulated help from the fairies. In the aftermath of that peculiar adventure, strange things have kept happening to him. These strange things had happened to him before, when he was younger. However, they only ever seemed to happen when his emotions slipped or became unbalanced, which was not often. But now they were happening much more frequently, even when his emotions were completely restrained. These things were small but highly disturbing, such as an odd coin floating in the air, or a page of a book catching on fire… Nowadays, he could control his emotions fairly well, and so he had no explanation behind these occurrences. He scoured his memory for the reason behind these creepy happenings. He was sure that he was missing something, something essential that had changed him on their trip, that is, if he was not imagining these things. No. That is not possible. Artemis Fowl did not imagine things, to even think it was absurd!

But Artemis wouldn't dare tell anyone, not even Butler, of these strange happenings. He definitely would want to find out more about it before anyone else knows about it, who knows what it could imply. However, even with his seemingly infinite amount of resources, he could not find any information on it.

Artemis rapidly became aware of his surroundings, even with a still-babbling Juliet blocking most of his view, it was obvious he was at his desk at the Fowl Manor, which had a forgotten tray of tea on it, apparently brought by Juliet. He stiffly took Juliet's hands off his shoulders, which had been there since Juliet had tried to shake him back to reality.

"Where is Butler?" Artemis said coldly, interrupting her lecture.

She pouted childishly, "Downstairs. Why?"

Without answering her, he went downstairs, smoothing out his custom-made suit along the way. He skillfully avoided his recently cured mother who would no doubt pester him about homework, joining some after-school clubs, or something just as pointless, even though it had only been the first few days of school. No, he had much more important tasks to deal with, such as invading an increasingly popular bank in London. Aurum Est Potestas, Gold is Power. This particular bank was in the Top 10 in the world for holding the most riches. Artemis was certain that many criminals had their eyes set on it; however, no one has succeeded in stealing from it thus far. Artemis frowned inwardly, he knew than he would have to be more careful in secrecy, since his father had unexpectedly changed his desires for the family's future to more legal ways ever since he had been rescued.

Artemis Fowl Senior was still in the hospital being treated, and currently Artemis intended to visit him. He needed answers for his sudden change.

"Butler." Artemis nodded, as he approached the burly man.

"Artemis, shall we go see your father now? The car is ready." Of course, it was a given for his bodyguard to be ready, even without him saying.

"Yes, let's go." Artemis gave a slight smile, if you could call it that; there was not enough emotion behind it, the 'smile' stayed on his face as he slid in the car with Butler. But then he noticed 'an odd occurrence' again, a half-bloomed flower, swept inside of the car by the wind, suddenly flew through its life. It opened up fully, despite it's lack of sunlight, water and soil, then began to wither and shrink until it was nothing more than dust. Artemis shook his head; he couldn't be hallucinating now, when he is going to see his father.

The car jutted to a stop in front of the hospital. At the reception desk, the old lady there smiled knowingly, which was only returned by a glare from Artemis. He recognized her, Marry Doress, from the last time he was here since he already memorized the names of every employee, and their potential whereabouts, at the hospital working on Friday afternoons.

"Artemis! I suppose you are here to see your father?" Ms. Doress's voice was layered with sickly sweetness and her smile was obviously a fake. She undeniably knew of Artemis's stand in money...

"Of course." And with that, Artemis and Butler walked towards the room he knew his father was in, Butler being alert for any possible threats, as always. He would not wait for unintelligent lady at the desk who would only try to some cash out of him. Try and fail, that is.

Artemis put his hand on the doorknob and was about to open the door, but then stopped, frost coating the knob as he touched it.

"What is it, Artemis?" Butler asked, seeing the 'hesitation' of his charge, but the frost thankfully going unseen by him. It would cause a need for a good deal of explanation, which Artemis did not have.

Artemis paused a moment, "Nothing, of course." And then he opened the door, ignoring the frost that was now licking the wood of the door, to the sight of a very awake father who smiled at the sight of him.

"Artemis! Son, how are you feeling?" He asked joyfully.

Artemis tried to smile, he really did, but he couldn't. This was not the man he grew up with. He should have already been accustomed to his father's new behavior but he still was not, and he didn't know if he would ever be. "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

His father shrugged, "Ah, yes, well, I guess I'm feeling much better. They have fitted me with a new leg, however I doubt if I am going to be as fast as I used to be." He chuckled softly.

Artemis looked down at the floor, gathering himself. He was confused, "Father, why?" He wasn't cold in saying this, and he wasn't sounding sad either. He just couldn't stand the 'normal talk' he had with his father from last time. He would much rather get to the point, like it used to be.

"I'm sorry? Why what, Artemis?"

Artemis looked directly in his father's eyes, "Why did you change? What happened to you?" He was growing angry, and he didn't entirely understand why.

Artemis Sr. looked at him sadly, "I- I realized in my absence, yours and Angeline's importance to me. I realized our family has to change; we have to change into a real family. A normal family."

Artemis stared at him unbelievingly. Then it dawned on him. Of course! The fairy magic used to heal him would have 'mended' his beliefs. He couldn't help it; his anger only grew at this realization. How was it that the fairies could change his father, but his own son could not. Was this the fairies' revenge; altering his own father into someone equivalent to a stranger? He grew up with boundaries to make him stronger, but now there will undoubtedly only be boundaries to hold him back. He already has begun going to school again, no matter how useless it might be to him. He didn't belong in this new family, it was impossible for him to be normal, to have a proper childhood. He knew all to well that once he started this life of business, there would never be any going back. He would always have to look over his shoulder for enemies, not trusting anyone, not having normal friends. The closest things he had to friends were Butler, Foaly and Holly, if you could call them that. Mountains of lies tied Foaly and Holly to him, and Butler was expected to be there for him. He could never be normal.

Artemis's anger grew the more his thoughts built inside him, and his fury continued to grow until-

Darkness. With the last few flickering of the light above him and his father, it went out, leaving the room with no light. Even the lights outside the room had gone out, as well as the computer next to the bed. Artemis felt something grab his arm and pull, which was Butler who always had night goggles handy, disorientating him. It was most important for him to not be separated from Butler.

"Artemis?!" He heard his father call from his left.

Just then, flared back to full, causing everyone in the building to blink rapidly, trying to adjust everyone's eyes back to the white light of the hospital.

"Well, that was odd." Artemis Sr. said, attempting to lighten up the choking tension in the room.

Odd indeed. Could it be? Artemis thought. Could it have been one of those odd occurrences? But if it was, that was the largest one there has been yet.

Distractedly, Butler and Artemis bid their goodbyes to his father then left, with much on their minds.

Later in the evening, Artemis stared blankly at the office wall. He was so unaware of reality, that he didn't notice the cat that was sat mysteriously on his lawn, his supposedly protected private property, peering into the window a story above the lawn.

Okay guys, this is the first chapter. Do you like it? Hate it? Just let me know!