Veneficus Verum: Sorcerer's Stone

Rated: T for blood, violence, and swearing. Later.

Harry Potter pairings are mostly canon pairings(Luna/OC-sort of). Tales of the Abyss pairings are Lukear, Natalia/Guy, Anise/Ion.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Tales of the Abyss.

Warning: Spoilers for TOtA ending. AU before end credits.

AN: Wanted to make a contirbution to the HP/TOtA archive.


It had been many years of their journey and the abolishment of the Score. Fonic Artes were no longer used as monsters began to disappear. The Cheagles had given only one message before disappearing themselves; We will return the day the last descedent of Yulia and Lorelei's Scion meet once more.

But that was impossible.

Young Tear had died at age 29 of over-exertion and starvation and both Luke and Asch had been dead for years before than.

Both Guy and Natalia mourned the day that she died...the same day that the one she had loved did. A new tombstone had been placed in the same place as his.

Anise had also died early, having been defending a small group of replicas from a large group of crazed(and last) monsters. Jade had been dead before even her, killed in a skirmish between rogue Kimlascian soldiers and Malkuth forces. Natalia had been horrified to learn of this.

The Kimlascian Queen and Malkuth Count were the last of their group, and the only ones to die of old age. However, if one was to think they never talked or saw much of one another, that was untrue. As a sign of peace, Emperor Peony offered for one of his nobles to marry Princess Natalia. Her father agreed and asked for it to be Guy.

The two got married and had children...Four kids, each with the same name as one of their dead allies: Luke, Mysterica, Jade, and Anise.

After many years, they finally died of old age...Their last thoughts of their family...and of their old companions...


It had been over 5,000 years since than. The world knew nothing of the Score it once followed fervently or the name it had once been called. Auldrant was now called Earth. Fonic Artes were considered dark magic. The Order of Lorelei was myth. The six people whose lives had ended in sadness were forgotten. The world had changed.

In this changed world, a young woman with long red hair and green eyes holds a tiny child to her chest, watching her husband. The child had dark red, nearly black, hair and the pair of the greenest eyes she had ever seen.

This woman's name is Lily Potter. Her husband, a messy haired man, was James Potter. The child they were so happy about was little Harry Potter. Odd things happened in this family.

Well, odd for a family of magic users. James Potter and Lily Potter were a Wizard and Witch, and their son was a wizard. But nearly no one had noticed the odd things about Harry.

Harry didn't like being treated like a child, despite being one. He liked to move and do things on his own. Lily claimed that he was just a very curious boy and James was simply proud(He would brag to his three friends that Harry would make a great marauder one day).

It was just strange for such a young child to be so independant.

The only one who had noticed the odd behavior and was concerned was one Albus Dumbledore. He was concerned about this fact. No child should act as young Harry Potter did. Especially the one event that stood at most in his mind.

The old Headmaster had come to check up on the Potter family to see how they were doing. Whne he arrived, the first thing he saw was Harry crying and James moving away from the table with his wand in hand. As soon as his father had moved far enough away, Harry stopped crying.

Lily gave a sigh of exasperation. She whipped out her wand and changed a paper into a jar and picked it up. The red-head slammed the jar upside down on the table and Harry looked a little more happy. "Jeez. We can't get rid of any bugs with Harry around...He freaks out everytime we try and kill one." Albus frowned, "What do you mean, James?"

The man jumped, "Ah! Professor, you surprised me..." Then, he realized Albus had asked him a question, "Well, Harry really doesn't like us killing the bugs, or spiders, or anything really. He gets really upset."

Most children his age wouldn't even notice that their parents had killed any bugs. Either Harry just cried a lot or...he was a lot more aware than anyone ever was at that age.

Did he just not like violence? Or was it something more?

Albus decided he may never know.


The world would not know what would hit it in just a few short hours.

Because That day, Lord Voldemort, a dark wizard, turned up in Godric's Hollow. He descended upon the Potter home. There the mother and father of Harry James Potter died. There, Voldemort met a strange young boy who had eyes that had seen much more than him. There, Voldemort met his end by this same young boy and his mother. There, Sirius Black cried over his best friend's body only a hour after the moment.

In the far future, this event and those that follow would also be lost, just as the six had been forgotten.

But then, maybe they were never forgotten. At least, forgotten by themselves.


LOL.

Okay. It's not long-It's more of a prologue/one shot. If I do continue it, you'll know later this week.

Also, The title means 'Magic's Truth' in latin. I wanted to put it in Ancient Ispanian, but I don't know what language it was based off, so I just did Latin.