I think that the faunas Harry stories are some of the best stories in the vast ocean of crossovers. So my chance to write one starts here! It will be Harry x harem, more specifically, Harry x Ruby x Yang x Blake x Velvet x Coco x (eventually) Weiss. It will not be love at first sight for all of them, but it will be for one or two (possibly three) of them. Finally, Lemons will happen. Also, yes, Harry will not have a good past/ Dursley's home life. I do this trope so much because I enjoy seeing the tentative family bonds blossom with those who are truly good to him.

I don't own Harry Potter (Oh, Merlin!) or RWBY (Oum dammit!). Plus since there's a small Undertale reference, I don't own that either.

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Few had stayed with him during these troublesome times. Falsely entered into a deadly tournament? As if he'd wanted any more fame in the first place! Neville had stood by him, along with the Weasley twins. However, they'd all abandoned him after publicly renouncing all ties with Harry in public. Sirius had stayed with him, contacting him via magical mirrors, informing him of necessary spells to SURVIVE, not even considering winning. He'd told Harry about the animagus potion, and Harry had used accio to get the needed materials. That was the last bit of information Harry had gotten before the mirror was destroyed in his sleep.

Brewing the potion and keeping it a secret were the only things keeping him going. After getting thrown out of Gryffindor house and being brutalized in the corridors with nobody giving a fuck, he'd called for Dobby and was taken to the room of requirement by the frantic elf. He'd been living in there, only sneaking down to the kitchens for food and companionship. With learning wandless magic, apparition, and removing the blocks on his magic with an old ritual, he'd become immensely powerful, enough so to communicate with the castle. It had given him that little boost of hope, enough so to finish the potion.

The potion was brewed expertly, there was no problems whatsoever. But, when Harry took it, something unexpected happened. He had two animagus forms: a cat and a phoenix. The potion had not meant to be used by somebody with still potent phoenix tears and basilisk venom in their bloodstream, and thusly had taken the more dominant aspect for his second form. Once the castle had explained this, he was shocked to find he still had both the most potent cure and the deadliest venom in his bloodstream. Keeping it a secret, he had breezed through the first two tasks, further increasing the cries of "cheat" and "liar".

The third task had been the hardest. With no prior knowledge of the maze, he'd simply blasted his way through the walls to the cup, pissing everybody in the audience off, but as it was a valid strategy, he'd simply kept doing it. Upon reaching the cup, he'd been teleported to the graveyard, and through a dark ritual, Voldemort had been reborn, and here he was now, facing him.

Both deciding to attack, Harry screamed out expelliarmus as Voldemort intoned Avada Kedavra. The spells collided in the middle, resulting in a chain reaction similar to an atomic bomb. A massive explosion rocked the graveyard, leaving no trace of either of the combatants, and all the surrounding death eaters were torn to shreds. Now, Voldemort's body had been a homunculus, but the magic used to sustain it was unsteady due to the powerful venom running through the blood, resulting in a powerful explosion when the unsteady magic backfired. People ended up believing the cup's magic ended up exploding out, "sadly" ending the life of the boy-who-lived and many upstanding members of society. The funerals were held, and they fell into obscurity.

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Harry fell. The blast had ripped a hole in the realms, as the resurrection had thinned the lines between life and death. Passing through the void (was that a malformed skeleton he saw?) he was absorbed into another realm, a place that swallowed him into its' depths, not caring for any struggle he tried to put against falling into the new, shadowed realm.

As he accepted his fate, tumbling down into the new world, he felt his forehead burst open with pain. Black ichor dribbled out of his scar as a ghostly face (Voldemort, he dimly recognized) was pulled out and tried to force its' way back into Harry, but failed as he was finally sucked into the world, with the horcrux getting eaten by the melting skeleton entity. "Ah, I love determined souls. They're great to snack on." it announced into the void as it faded from sight.

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"Why does this always happen to me?" he thought out loud as he plummeted towards the ground. Using a reducto to flip himself over, he cast wingardium leviosa and was barely able to slow himself down enough to not break a bone upon landing. Despite that, he still felt red-hot pain shoot up his legs. "Yep, definitely fractured them," he thought, giving a mental shrug as he was used to it from living with the "good, loving family" Dumbledore thought he had.

He'd long since fallen out with the Dumbledore line of thinking when he'd done nothing to help him from the hell his home was. He'd always said when he asked, no, begged to stay at Hogwarts over the summer, "Nonsense, my dear boy. Your relatives simply adore you. You must be exaggerating."

That was a bunch of sour grapes. It had only gotten worse when he had completely ignored him during fourth year, leaving him to be mutilated and not even allowing the (rather concerned) Madam Pomfrey to heal him, saying that it would be "good training". Maybe so, but training for what purpose, exactly? "Dumbledore is the root of all my problems," he thought as he transfigured a branch into a crutch. "He was also the one to bind my magic, in all likelihood, as he was the one who left me at my aunt's house all those years ago, likely to stop it from lashing out and killing them and allow them to continue abusing me."

He sighed in relief as the crutch proved sturdy enough to support him. "Too bad I'm no good at healing charms," he thought despairingly. Harry began to walk off in the direction of the town he'd seen, totally unaware of the glowing red eyes following him.

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Smiling as he neared the town, he froze as he heard a growl resonate out from behind him. Turning around, he saw a massive black wolf lunging towards his jugular. Wand immediately in hand, he blasted the monster with a hasty reducto, sending it flying into the brush. As the rest of the hidden pack revealed itself, he began firing off as many curses as possible, all while backing away as fast as he could. Soon, he tripped over a root and the pack closed in, growling threateningly. As one leaped in, poised to rip his to shreds, he screwed his eyes close and waited for the embrace of death, but it was one that never came. As the claws began to tear into him, a large BANG rocked the clearing he was in, and the wolf dissolved just as it was about to kill him.

A small girl, appearing to be around 14 years old, stepped out into the clearing. She was wearing a red hooded cloak, a black skirt and … "Was that a giant scythe she was carrying?" Harry thought as she blurred around the clearing, cleaving the wolves into small pieces. She stopped and strolled over to him, tucking the giant scythe away. Sitting down next to him, she asked, "Why is your aura not healing the wounds?" and Harry only gave her a blank look and replied with, "What in the name of Merlin is aura?"

"Ooooh," she winced. "I'm not entirely sure how to unlock an aura, buuuut I guess I can try. Also, aura is our soul, our life force, it can protect us, it can heal, and it can give incredible powers. Here I go."

Taking a deep breath, she shakily recited, "For it is in passing that we achieve immortality. Through this, we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all. Infinite in distance and unbound by death, I release your soul, and by my shoulder, protect thee." and a powerful green light burst out from Harry as her aura flared up as well. They intermixed, forming a dome around them. "Is this how a normal unlocking is supposed to go?" Harry questioned.

"No, I've even seen this happen before!" she replied, visibly trembling. Right after her response, a band of aura flowed from each person, connecting the two in soul and mind. Their memories flowed through each other, having them view the entirety of the other's life, and then the stream abruptly stopped and they were thrown back, both at the edge of the clearing with their auras slowly fizzling out of reality.

They slowly stood up, Harry grabbing his crutch, and they walked back into the crater at the center of the clearing, slowly approaching each other. When they were in the middle again, the spoke once more. "Harry…."

"Ruby…."

They then rushed in, gave the other a hug, and said "I know." at the same time. As them embraced, Harry changed, his magic working with the strange new force that appeared. Wings sprouted from his back as his features changed to those of a cat, with light fuzz, slitted eyes, and retractable claws before finally stopping. Ruby looked up and smiled. "Cute kitty," was the last thing she murmured before they broke down and fell to the ground, each still holding the other in their arms.

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Yang had been looking for her baby sister, Ruby. She'd been out for FOUR HOURS! When she saw her, she'd so kick her ass for worrying her! And then she'd so totally glomp her and tell her everything was okay! "She said she was going to visit mom's grave so - URK!" she said as she entered the clearing. It was utterly destroyed, with craters abound, grimm dust everywhere, and THOSE TWO WERE ASLEEP IN THE MIDDLE, CRADLING THE OTHER?! PROTOCOL SISTER 101 ENGAGE: KEEP AWAY FROM BOYS! and she swept in and pulled Ruby away. Or tried to, as a combined aura rose from the two and batted her away. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" Yang screamed as she began to punch trees down in a blind rage.

The two stirred, and as they were beginning to Yang stomped over and screamed, once more, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" The two looked at looked at each other. And they looked at Yang once more. "It's a long story…" they said in unison.

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3 Hours previously

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"Ummm…. Where are we, Harry?"

"You think I have any more of an idea than you do?"

"Yes! You were the one shooting colorful beams out of your stick a few minutes ago!"

"Are you forgetting I know absolutely nothing about Aura?"

"Well, maybe it mixed with whatever you were using!"

"Oh, so this is my fault, is it?!"

"NO! It's just the only theory I can think of!"

"Ohhh. Got it."

They stood together, looking around the black void they were now in for a little before Harry spoke again.

"Um, Ruby?"

"Yes, Harry?"

"I think we're both currently naked."

"EEP!" Was the response as they abruptly turned away from each other and and sat, both attempting to preserve some form of modesty, Harry with his wings and hands and Ruby with her arms as they both blushed a deep cherry red (and here Yang sighed in relief, thanking Monty Oum and whatever other gods there were that the boy Ruby was with was in no way anybody who would do anything to her without her consent…. Or Yang's permission, which mind you was an ass and a half to get).

A smirking man appeared, crossing his arms. "Well, I guess you two have some form of decency. Most newly soul-bonded people, when in an endless dark space with their chosen one, immediately forget everything and begin to have the best time of their lives."

Harry blushed as Ruby tilted her head to the side, obviously confused. "I don't get it," she innocently replied. Harry fought to keep his tone steady as he replied, "Don't ask, Ruby. For the love of Merlin, please don't ask."

"Anyhoo, you're officially soul bonded! This means that you have officially accepted each other in body and soul as one of your chosen mates. Yes Harry, I said ONE of them. You have a whole lot more, my friend."

Harry sighed and said in a very blunt tone, "I'm not sure whether I'm the luckiest guy in the world, the unluckiest guy in the world, or he who is going to be the most whipped guy in the world." The guy smirked again as Ruby giggled, still not understanding it but instead remembering from when she was little.

"So, just accept the damn thing and kiss already so you can head back! I'm not exactly interested in staring at some pubescent kids bodies here! I'm not a goddamned pedophile!"

Reluctantly, the two turned around, faced each other, and each gave the other a quick kiss on the lips. Their auras flared again and they teleported out of the black void.

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"And that's what happened." the two chorused in unison. Yang sighed, shaking her head. "Have you two accepted this mentally?"

"Yes!" they responded, slightly incensed. "We wouldn't have even done the kiss without accepting it!"

"Fine," Yang griped out, rather annoyed with the circumstances, having no chance to pass her mother-hen esque judgement. "Let's go and see dad."

As they turned to leave, the two winked at each other. "Think we should tell her about this?"

"Nah, it'll be entertaining at the least." and they smirked at each other before following Yang.

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I'm not going to update on a schedule. It's always going to be inconvenient for me, so ….yeah. I'm updating whenever I want. Anyway, this was slightly awkward, so sorry about that. The idea was just more fun to play around with in the later parts. Also, thank you for the reviews on "The Worlds Collide" and "Gem of the Sea". I have some new ideas for them, so thanks a bunch, guys!