Hey there guys.

I have just been through and re-formatted the entire chapter. This includes all the words that were, sadly, automatically corrected whilst I was writing it on my Mobile. I wish to apologize for this inconvenience to you, as readers, for having to read that. If you see that I have in fact missed anything out, please contact me and show me where and I will edit it again.

Thanks

~LongbowOfThePoet

In Regards to the reviews, I believe I just sorted out the problems mentioned in the reviews by shadowstalkerlo, madmanalphaand the guest reviewer Thoughtful. Also, in reply to Thoughtful's question 'Do you have a beta?', I do not have a beta yet although I am searching for one who will beta read a RWBY & Harry Potter Crossover. I have looked at a couple of the RWBY Beta readers considering that there is less of them to search through, looking for one who also does Harry Potter so that i need not inconvenience a beta reader who would rather not beta a Harry Potter fanfiction.

In response to D3tectiveCain, as I see it, Harry is going to need these skills as he would otherwise be ridiculously outmatched by everyone in Remnant. This is due to 2 main facts.

1. He has no Aura. Yes, he has magic and yet he doesn't have mastery over that. Therefore, I had him train in various branches of magic. The wandless magic was to fix the problem of the "What if his wand breaks?"

2. He has no semblance. This, however, is controversial as during the time he spent with the Shaman in Africa, he learned to control the elements with spirits. This is one of the reasons that I didn't have much detail at all of the tie that Harry spent in Africa.

I hope this alleviated any concerns that you had that Harry was way too powerful.

Thoughts

Letters, Mail, Information on a computer

"speech"

#Parseltongue#

More will be added as needed.

Grimm Destiny

Chapter 1

After slaying Voldemort, Harry grew tired of all the constant praise he was given. Every day that he was out in public, people stopped him in the streets to give him praise that was meaningless to him, such as "Thank you, my saviour.", "I owe you my life for what you did." or an equivalent message was passed along during the conversation. Couldn't these people see the cost of the war? So many of Harry's friends and all hid family had perished because of one megalomaniac wizard with a hunger for power equivalent to Ron Weasley's hunger for food. The war had claimed his family:

His dad,

His mum,

Sirius,

Remus,

Tonks.

Harry could only talk to a select few individuals on a regular basis, namely Neville and Luna, who would generally avoid the topic as they saw how much it upset Harry. All Harry had ever wanted since he was a young boy who was treated worse than an enslaved house elf, such as Dobby, was to be normal and yet he was still treated like a celebrity for the defeat of the Dark Lord. Could nobody see that he didn't want all this attention?
He was either feared or loved by the majority of the population of the British Wizarding World. Both extremes to the opposite end of each other and yet he had grown used to it, as bad as that was.

Firstly, the accusations of him being a Dark Lord because he had a talent that allowed him to speak to snakes, and perform a large range of spells more that were more powerful than the Latin spells everyone else cast. The real reason the language is feared was because spells in parseltongue were stronger than spells in Latin. They were almost on par with the 'Death-Stick' of the Deathly Hallows whilst being cast by an ordinary wand.
He was also shunned during fourth year when his name conveniently flew out of the Goblet of Fire and into Dumbledore's hand. Honestly, it wasn't as if the headmaster didn't know that Alastor Moody was being impersonated by Bartemious Crouch junior. The school had wards that told the headmaster those kind of details.
In fifth year, the Daily Prophet smeared his name up and down a wall, using it as some kind of paint or something like that.
He had applied for a job within the Auror department of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement within the British Ministry of Magic but quit shortly afterwards. The reason for this was that he was instantly accepted and Stand in Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, passed him through his Auror training instantly with a comment of "You have already proven to be qualified enough, Harry." much to Harry's displeasure. Therefore, without the two years of training in an Auror Academy, there Harry was. An Auror. Or so he thought he was. The Head of the Department decided that he had fulfilled his civic duty and was going to be a poster boy that would increase the numbers of Auror recruits to the department each year. Kingsley Shacklebolt agreed with the Head of Magical Law Enforcement, saying "You have already done enough for us, Harry," and thus the Ministry of Magic pushed Harry even further away from the magical world without even knowing it.

When Harry eventually got around to visiting Gringotts Bank to try and repay the damages caused while destroying one of Voldemort's Horcruxes (the Cup of Helga Hufflepuff), he explained that one of their vault holders -Bellatrix LeStrange- stored the darkest magic possible within their sacred halls. Harry didn't even need to explain what a Horcrux was. The goblins already knew - and they were furious that one Thomas Marvolo Riddle Junior had arranged for one to be stored within their Bank. Despite this, Harry still had to pay the 10,000 Galleon fine to replace the lost dragon and 500,000 Galleon Break-in fee. It would have been at least 450,000 Galleons more expensive but the goblins lowered the fee, understanding the importance of the break-in. The goblins gave him access to his Head of Family Ring - Which he took, along with his lordship - and Family Vault.

It was this way that he discovered the fact that if he wasn't dead or considered missing by Magic itself upon reaching the age of 20, he would have to marry one Ginerva Weasley by a contract agreed between Molly Weasley and Albus Dumbledore to the next Potter of Magical maturity. Harry had no wish to marry a fangirl with a hero worship of his 'alter persona' -read Boy-Who-Lived- and thus scheduled the next three years of his life before he returned to Hogwarts with no clue as to what he would do about the contract. Firstly, Harry would spend as much money as it took to buy a stock of healing potions that would last longer than a lifetime, even for him.
He would then proceed to spend 2 months with a Native American War-Chief, learning how to reach his inner animal, or as the Wizarding World in general called it - learning how to perform an Animagus transformation. After South America, Harry would then proceed to apparate to the magical street in New York, North America where he would travel before studying under Battle Mages for 6 months and during that time, he would learn to fire different muggle firearms with the British Special Forces via International Portkey if he was unable to train with the American military. After his 8 months in America, he would travel to Japan, where he would learn how to use and hopefully become proficient in using various different melee weapons, ranging from katanas to claymores under various instructors for a year. He would also learn different weapon technology such as making a blade that also functioned as a whip or a gun. During that year, he would purchase tomes on blood magic, warding and ancient runes from the goblins and teach them to himself during his spare time. He would then spend six months in Germany learning how to forge different swords. He would proceed by learning the best magical alloys from the goblins for four months and spend the last year learning wandless and natural magic from druids in Wales.

Although I will use that timeframe, it may not be in that order he thought to himself.

It was after this that Harry was told that Sirius Black had left him everything. It turns out that Kreature had saved the artifacts and books that the Order of the Phoenix had been trying to rid 12 Grimmauld Place of. Sirius had ordered Kreature to bring them to the back family vault, to the demented elf's surprise. Sirius' reasoning was that there could be vital knowledge that would be lost if those books were disposed of as some dated back to the time of Merlin. This was hardly surprising considering that the Black's were rumoured to have descended from Morgana Le Fay. In his will, which Dumbledore prevented him from attending, Sirius left everything except 5 million gallons test went to Remus Lupin and the Tonks family before they perished. Harry asked that the Goblins pack the entire vault into a seven compartment trunk that they purchase with money from the black family vault, for a fee of course.

The next day, Diagon Alley.

Harry walked into the apothecary and potions store feeling annoyed. Several fangirls had ambushed him as he left Gringotts and he was forced to wear his father's old invisibility cloak, more commonly known as a Deathly Hallow (or perhaps less commonly known), to escape. When he was at the apothecary, Harry walked straight up to the counter and asked the woman behind the counter about ordering potions.

"You pay upon collection or upon delivery. We can deliver them to a set address or we can also send them to your vault in Gringotts. Now then, what can I help you with?" the woman asked Harry, either not identifying him or not caring. either way, Harry was grateful for her professionalism. Not every sales clerk was as professional as this woman.
"I would like a supply of healing potions to be delivered to my family vault within the next three years. The supply will need to last upwards of seventy years with the most accident prone person. The goblins will be able to sort out the payment upon delivery. Also, do you have any raw ingredients with healing properties?"
"I'm sorry but we are out of stock of ingredients that heal. Sadly most people are too lazy to brew potions these days and prefer to use ingredients with healing properties. We have few potions masters these days, with the death of poor Severus. To which vault should I address this delivery and charge for doing so?" The clerk said with a sigh before obtaining details.
"Vault number 63, the Potter family vault. To show that he was indeed Lord Potter, he showed the lady the Lordship ring upon his finger.
The only sign of recognition on the woman's face was a slight widening of her eyes before she got control back over her face.
"Of course, Lord Potter."

A week later, South America

Harry was sweating even though he had just begun his mental exercises which were designed to study the inner beast of one's mind. He felt as if he had just been locked inside of a Voldemort induced vision-slash-nightmare. He faintly saw a large black bird that easily surpassed an adult dragon in size, about the size of a dragon whose life had been lived for near two hundred years. It was hunting any animal near it that was foolish enough to challenge it to last thing he saw before he woke was the large bird turning to face him and it's white face with large glowing red orbs for eyes seeming to pierce through the gloomy darkness that shrouded around them. After leaving his mind, Harry decided he would consult War-Chief Hiawatha about his animagus form as he couldn't recall any animals that matched the identity of the bird he had seen. He would need War-Chief Hiawatha's advice upon the matter, but first, he would sleep.

The next morning found Harry in War-Chief Hiawatha's hut. As Harry finished describing the bird, the War-Chief's face grew pale. He had only ever heard of the demon bird once before. It was a legend amongst his tribe. War-Chief Hiawatha decided that he needed to tell Harry one of his tribe's legends after all.

"A long time ago, a man who we now believe to be possessed by an evil spirit - called Herpo - travelled these very lands. No one remembers his origin and even fewer speak his name as it is considered to be a bad omen after one considers what he done. I believe you English Wizards call him 'Herpo the Foul' or something like that.

"People think he created the first Basilisk. I think it was Salazar Slytherin, however. Herpo was live during 1274 and from what you told me, Slytherin's Basilisk has been in the chamber of secrets in stasis for around 1,000 years since the castle's construction.

"Continuing onwards, this evil being liked to experiment upon different beings. As I said, It is believed that he created the very first Basilisk by hatching a chicken egg underneath a frog during the warmest time of year. What is also common knowledge is that he experimented with the darkest of magics. However, according to legend, Herpo removed the very soul from various animals and they all mutated beyond recognition. He experimented upon animals such as Boars, Snakes, Rhinoceros, Elephants, Giant Scorpions and a now extinct breed of magical bird, called an Everfall.

"It was named the Everfall by the ancestors of this tribe because it possessed the ability to shoot feathers out of it's wings. The most magnificent part about this was that the Everfall's feathers grew back instantaneously no matter how many feathers it lost. The Everfall was about the size as one of the species of birds that people call 'Crows'.

"When Herpo removed the soul from the Everfall, it mutated to sizes to rival a fully grown dragon. It's head formed a white mask with red tribal designs marking it. The black beady eyes turned blood red and seemed to be able to pierce the thickest fog or see the slightest movement. The speed of this demonic bird was unmatched by all. We lost the most men to this abomination. The Everfall were hunted to extinction because of the demon bird's deeds. people everywhere feared the creation of such a monster and targeted these docile birds for fear that they have a similar problem in future.

"The boar mutated in a similar way, gaining the same mask upon it's face. It gained supernatural strength and speed as well as it's hide grew thicker. It was this mutation that caused humans to be wary of Boars. While we lost many men to this demon pig, we didn't lose nearly as much as most of the other monsters.

"The Snakes Grew in size and turned an Ash white colour or a charred black. Their whole body sported the same design as the masks upon the other beasts. the venom grew to be more toxic than that of a Basilisk. The snakes also gained strength and speed. these snakes still inflict fear into many minds even today and are the reasons that snakes in general are feared by most. These Snakes mostly left us alone; they prefered feasting upon the sanity and body of the larger magical beasts such as the Nundus that prowl Northern Africa.

"The Rhinoceros lost their horns in favour of bludgeoning their opponent to death. Before their soul was removed, they were cut in half so they only had two legs. They also gained a mask covering their face. They gained strength and speed like the others. It was because of this that Rhinoceros are almost extinct. While this abomination injured many of our men, we didn't have any casualties. This is not to say that it should be taken lightly.

"The Giant Scorpion's stinger turned a luminous yellow to attract prey in dark places and to light their path. Their face covered with the common white and red mask. their speed was almost unmatched and took more than the naked eye to see. The scorpions decimated our ancestors and yet the casualties still did not reach those of the mutated Everfall. The original breed of Giant Scorpion have not been seen in many years. many believe this is because they fear the same treatment in the modern era.

"The mutated Elephants also sported the white and red mask. they grew to sizes unheard of and were twice the size of most trees. Because of these, Elephants are wary around humans for fear of having to be hunted to prevent this from happening again. They generally left us alone after the deaths of hundreds of each of us. Perhaps these were the smartest of the demons.

"One of the worst things about these beasts was that their soulless state seemed to spread at an alarming rate. My ancestors sealed these beasts away in a dimensional portal from which we can only hope they never return.

"These beasts all share some common factors they are all immensely powerful;
They have a major bloodlust.

They have no soul.

They all have a mask to some degree.

"It is also believed that Herpo had also experimented on a transformed werewolf during a full moon although evidence was never found." War-Chief Hiawatha told Harry. Harry grew ill at the thought of being hunted because of his animagus form. As if sensing his thoughts, War-Chief. Hiawatha spoke to Harry again.
"No need to worry, young Harry. You are an honorary member of my tribe. You ave also experienced much for one so young. I shall not share your secret but I must warn you not to attempt the change around my people as they may not feel the same way." at this, Harry gave a nod, feeling reassured that he was safe and in good hands with Hiawatha.
Come, Harry. I will teach you to use Tomahawks. It will help you gain control over your body. After you master Tomahawks, you will have better control over your form when you transform."

After mastering the Tomahawks, Harry realised that it wasn't about control over his body at all.

"This wasn't to help me transform, was it, War-Chief." Harry stated. It wasn't a question. "No, I taught you so that you could protect yourself better. I have seen in the fires that you will need it in the future." Hiawatha sighed

It took Harry another five attempts at meditating in his mind for the mutated Everfall to acknowledge him and another six attempts before the bird gave it's permission to attempt the transformation. It took Harry another four weeks before he could transform and it was another week after that before he could transform at will, as easily as Professor McGonagall could transform into a cat. The only downside being that it took so much magic to sustain the transformation. Before Harry left for north America, Hiawatha gave him a set of Tomahawks, instructing him to "keep in practice".

One week later, North America

Harry had begun his basic Battle Mage training a couple of days ago. He had already learned of a couple of new spells and battle techniques. He learned both Light and Dark magic under the strict tuition of Battle Master Kai. He also learned how to operate different muggle firearms. Both magically modified and factory produced. The North American Ministry of Magic worked closely with the Non-Magical Government. One benefit of this was that Battle Master Kai also knew how to use various firearms ranging from long range Sniper rifles to short range shotguns and just about every gun in between. He was as specially trained as any Special Forces member. In return, Battle Master Kai and his battle Magi had aided the Non-Magical government with various wars where they were out of their depths with the combat. Harry sighed in exhaustion, thinking back on his day.

When asked about it, Battle Master Kai only laughed and stated that "not all magicals are scared of the non-magicals, Harry."

This is going to be a long six months, Harry thought to himself at least it is going to be worth it.

Harry was ready to leave America. he had finally finished his training. He was proficient with different firearms and had purchased an M3 SubMachine Gun that fired .45 caliber rounds. Harry enjoyed using it because it was relatively light, weighing a meagre 8.15 lb while empty, and felt like an extension of his hand because it was so short, being only 58 centimeters long because he completely removed the stock of the gun as he deemed it unnecessary. It was his famous close combat gun because it was relatively accurate for up to 100 metres and could fire up to 450 rounds per minute. The only problem that Harry saw when he bought the gun for $20 was the fact that the magazine could only hold 30 bullets. Harry immediately after returning from purchasing the weapon carved runes into it that would conjure ammunition into the barrel as soon as a sensor ward half way through the 8 inch long barrel was tripped. This also increased the firing rate slightly because there was now no real reason to reload the gun other than a cooldown time. This was easily fixed with a permanent cooling charm.

Harry's favourite assault rifle was the Pindad SS1-V1. It was a Belgium model that cost him $250 because of importation fees. It was a good medium distance weapon that could fire accurately for up to 450 metres and could use anywhere from 600 - 650 rounds per minute. The gun was about 100 centimeters long and was just over 4 kilograms in weight while empty. It used NATO rounds, as opposed to the M3's Parabellum rounds. While it could use more rounds from a longer distance, effectively dealing more damage, Harry was a bit sceptical about using the Pindad as much as the M3 at first. This was mostly because of the noise difference. If he required stealth, using a loud gun such as the Pindad wasn't going to be an option. Therefore, as a modification, Harry added the same enchantments as the M3 but also added a silencing charm.

For a shotgun, Harry decided to acquire a Ribbed Barrel 12-gauge Winchester which he bought for $990. He enchanted it so that each time he pulled the trigger another bullet was conjured into the next loading space. He also enchanted the shotgun to be unbreakable and added a weightless charm to the shotgun after a moment of inspiration. Realising he had completely forgotten to add it to the others, he immediately did so. After adding the weightless charm, Harry added a spell that allowed him to shrink and resize the weapons so that the could be small for storage and could resize for combat. After a moment of though, Harry added another spell setting to each gun as a magical "safety" precaution. This other setting allowed the gun to fire rubber bullets at a decreased acceleration. This was for if he wished to teach someone or to show someone how powerful the weapons were without mailing them but perhaps injuring them. The only weapon that Harry could not, in fact, purchase was a sniper file. This was because it was deemed "too dangerous for a civilian".

As Harry was ready to leave, Battle Master Kai stopped him.

"Take care out there, Harry. I have seen parts of your future. you will need this." Battle Master Kai gave Harry a magically modified Zastava M48 Sniper Rifle. It was enchanted to conjure ammunition automatically in the barrel as soon as the safety was off. This was done by using a contact rune on the safety along with a timing spell tied to a conjuring spell that used the rune as an activator. As soon as the safety switch left contact with the gun, a bullet was conjured. The next bullet was conjured by the time the user bullet the bolt back as a "reload" mechanism. There was an unbreaking rune on the Zastava as well as self cleaning runes.

"Thank you. This means a lot to me." Harry told Kai, almost unable to speak. He had obtained a sniper rifle at last. He modified it slightly, adding the safety spells as well as the resizing spells and cooling charm.

Six months later, Japan

Harry was at a loss as of what to do. He had not been able to hire a teacher for the art of swords. He needed someone who could teach him but was unable to find a suitable tutor. Since he had enough money, he decided on the spot that he would find a necromancer to summon up the spirit of one Minamoto Yoritomo, the only swordsman he could remember from the same country.

"Are you sssure you want to sssummon thisss particular ssswordsssman, Harry?" A figure in the shadows asked.

"Yes. I need a tutor. Who else could help?" If the figure had a reply, he didn't voice it and instead summoned Minamoto Yoritomo to a lifeless construct golem on the floor.

Bank Manager Ragnok XIII

I am interested in purchasing various tomes on the subjects of

Warding

Blood Magic

Technomancery

Ancient Runes

Magical Metals & Alloys

Forging Techniques

If you are an able seller, I am willing to purchase a single permanent copy of each tome available. Charges to be sent to the Potter Family Vault.
I would also like you to purchase me a trunk large enough to store the remaining Potter fortune.

May Your Enemies Lay Dead At Your Feet and Your Wealth Prosper.

Lord Harry James Potter

Ragnok sat in his office when an owl flew through with mail for him. He acquired the letter and read through it. Any goblin who came near his office quickly scurried away and notified others to stay away. The goblins learned long ago that a chuckling Ragnok was a mischievous Ragnok and Ragnok was laughing heartily in his office.

Harry had just finished sparring with Minamoto Yoritomo when an owl carrying a large bundle of shrunken books flew into the sparring grounds. Harry gave the owl 4 knuts for the delivery and took the books and his ordered trunk full of gold and heirlooms. He was grateful to the goblin for his help.

On the last day of Harry's training, Minamoto Yoritomo made Harry forge his own weapon. To do this, a specialist time mage was paid to place the two of them in a year and a half long time bubble. This time would be used to teach Harry how to forge his weapon and also give him time to forge it. During his breaks, he studied some of the different magic books he was sent.

Technomancy: The Art of Magical Electronics

Technomancy, more commonly known as Technnological magic, is the art of altering muggle objects using magic to allow them to function with the aid of magic, instead of short-circuiting in magically rich areas. The first muggle object successfully altered was a radio by...

Harry had finally finished forging his weapon with the aid of Minamoto Yoritomo, who taught him to forge his weapon. It was a black Mithril Katana with a crossguard shaped like the Deathly Hallows symbol, A Circle within a Triangle with a line going straight down the middle. The hilt of the weapon looked like the barrel of a single-barrel-shotgun. That is what it was, after all. it required the user to focus on firing the shotgun in their mind. When they did that, the magic imbued in the weapon conjured up a new bullet to replace the previous. There was also a button hidden on the hilt which conjured a scope for longer ranged combat. The blade itself had runes carved down the Orichalium surface. The runes were for cleansing and strengthening the blade, as well as adding properties similar to those of the Sword of Gryffindor. The main difference being that the user could choose who the blade hurt. For example, if it was poisoned and it pricked himself or an ally, the blade would only draw blood whereas the Sword of Gryffindor would poison the injured party. The only thing left for Harry to do now was to infuse his soul into the blade, like a Samurai would do.

During his time in the time bubble, Harry had also made three intimately designed daggers. The hilts were made out of Ivory and the blade's designs were unique. The first dagger was curved slightly, as if it was a miniature Katana. The second dagger looked like an ordinary dagger with the exception that the separate pieces of the blade were tied together by miniature wires that were thin yet as strong as the rest of the blade, if not stronger. The final dagger's blade was shaped like the insignia of the Deathly Hallows in a 3 dimensional design. Instead of a straight line running through a circle trapped inside of a triangle, it was a dagger blade, long and thin, through a sphere trapped inside a pyramid with the tip of the dagger poking out. There were transparency charms upon the majority of the face surface of the prism and sphere though. it looked like a frame of a prism guarded by part of the circumference of a sphere. All three daggers were made out of Goblin steel and had properties that absorbed anything that made the blade stronger. Somehow, Harry made sure that all 3 daggers were equally well balanced. The three daggers were his "practise" blades which he made before his primary blade - the Mithril Katana.
The final weapons that Harry had created was a set of 12 throwing knives. They were nothing special to look at but anyone could easily tell that they belonged to him, considering a great deal more of his positions now sported the Insignia of the Deathly Hallows. The Insignia on the knives, however, was indented onto the blades near the handle. The only other noticeable feature about the blade was a slight bump half way along the blades of each knife. Harry decided that he would soak each individual blade inside as many different Venoms as he could find as soon as he was back in Britain.
Harry had taught himself to use the throwing knives quite easily as they weren't much different to the Tomahawks. He only needed to just his technique slightly and he was able to throw knives like the best of the world's experts.
"Good luck, Harry. Be careful. The Shinigami have taken an interest in you." Minamoto Yoritomo whispered before the magic of the necromancer faded, releasing his spirit from the golem construct.

Three weeks later, Africa

Harry had decided that since he no longer needed to go to Germany, he would learn from African Shaman. He was currently on a magical island named "Black Island" and was gathering up natural black chalk for an offering to the spirits. He decided he would gather a little extra than he needed. Just in case, of course. During his spare tie upon the island, Harry engraved 'his' insignia upon the rest of his weapons.

"You have done well, young Harry." a voice called, startling Harry and forcing him to lose control of the lightning that he was forcing to dance across the sky, almost resulting in him being struck by the high voltage electricity. Turning to face his mentor, Harry saw a slight smile making its presense known on his teacher's face at his loss of control.

At the end of the sixth week, Harry said his goodbyes to Elder Shaman Malfurion and began his journey to his final destination: Wales.

Half way through the tutoring, Wales

Harry had progressed greatly. The first thing that Harry had done was purchase as any different venom as possible and soak each of his blades in them. He then enchanted them so thoroughly that he wouldn't be surprised If they were now capable of talking to him. He did this so that they, alongside his Katana, could identify friend from foe and would be unable to poison an identified friend. Because of his intensive studying with the Welsh Druids, Harry could cast a vast majority of his arsenal of spells wandless and could heal a great number of wounds on both animals and plants alike without the use of potions and mostly without herbs. He was efficient, and quite talented, at using healing spells with and without a wand. Although he was talented at these spells, he wasn't as good at them as some of the other druids. One reason he wasn't able to heal as proficient as other druids was that he refused to take part with the rituals. He had too much bad experience with ritual in his past as it is. The only difference between Harry and a ritual enhanced druids would be that Harry used more energy to heal his target - of which he had plenty to spare. The rest of the year, Harry would use to increase the pace of his healing, making him one of the fastest healers in the magical world at that moment in time. Not that anyone in the magical world would notice.

Harry had finished his training and had a week to spare. He decided that he would purchase and learn to use a longbow and a crossbow. With all his weapons training, he still had no clue about the two bows. The silver crossbow, which was painted black with a light blue triangle containing a slightly darker circle and a vertical line in the centre, was relatively easy to use. Harry only had to aim directly at the target or slightly above it for long distance aiming. The longbow, however was difficult to use due to it being the same size as Harry. After the third day, Harry decided that he would forgo picking it up and aiming with it in his hands and instead he planted one point of the bow firmly in the ground, notched an arrow on the string before pulling it back and aiming. After careful concentration, Harry let the arrow soar through the air and tracked it's movements. Harry watched as it hit the target but it was too far to the left on the target to have hit he yellow black or red rings. Harry decided that he would either enchant the arrows to duplicate upon a certain speed or have an automated guiding system. He decided that the first option was easier and decided that with each arrow he made, he would engrave runes that duplicated the arrows once the flights had passed the bow and triggered a sensor ward, having travelled a length of an arrow before duplicating and raining death from above. Another thing that Harry decided he needed for a bow was arrows with suction cups as a method of training against people as moving targets and as a method of scaling walls where Magic was forbidden or unavailable.

3 years after Harry took control of his life (4.5 for Harry)

After the three year studying period, a confident Harry Potter apparated directly onto Hogwarts' grounds - as was his right as Gryffindor's heir. He supposed that Magic would declare his marriage contract null now as he was technically 21 and had been missing for a year and a half. He didn't want to take any chances, however, so he walked gracefully through the gigantic front doors and towards the headmaster or mistresses office to left his old Head of year that he was leaving. He would, after all, miss her. Along the way, Fawkes flamed to his shoulder and trilled a greeting. Most people wrongly assumed that Fawkes was Dumbledore's familiar when he was, in fact, bonded to the school and had been since Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin asked him, a phoenix, and Clara, a Basilisk, to guard the school until they perish or the school no longer stands. Clara had become corrupted by Thomas Marvolo Riddle during his sixth year when the chamber of secrets was opened for the first time in five hundred years. She was slain by Harry during his second year and Fawkes had missed his companion through the ages greatly although he was grateful to Harry for putting her down. Harry inclined his head in reply. He was shocked however when Fawkes looked him in the eye and gave him knowledge of travelling. It wasn't just any travelling - it was knowledge of magical transportation to different dimensions. It wasn't much knowledge but it was a lot more than anyone else had received from a phoenix and with that knowledge, he received the knowledge of a spell. It wasn't just any spell - it was an ancient spell that was used by Merlin to transport Avalon away from the rest of the world. It required a week to set up the spell and it allowed one to travel through a dimension. It was done through a ritual and therefore Harry decided had he had to get over his dislike of rituals to get a peaceful life.

The ritual required natural black chalk from a magical island off the coast Africa and a freely given phoenix talon. The talon would usually have been the most difficult item to acquire, had Fawkes not already given him one after countering the Basilisk venom from Clara in him during his second year. He was given this talons in thanks of saving his companion from her continuous suffering. He now needed to set up the spell to allow it to charge the necessary power for the transport. He had already obtained the chalk while he was in Africa - one of his tutors made him collect some and he obtained extra just in case.

Timeskip - 6 days 23 hours 57 minutes

Harry was feeling drained. he had finally powered up the spell and now had to wait three minutes to activate the spell. It was then that he noticed a presence behind him. He turned to see who it was. The first thing he noticed was a wand pointed at his face. He was too tired to care about the wand, however, and the second thing that he noticed was the person. The person had dark orange hair. The hair would have been a lighter orange, had the owner bothered to wash it in the past few years. However, without the person's mother to dictate his wash days, the person decided that they had free reign over their life - no longer being a minor. The person was also male. The fact that he was slightly taller than Harry was also a noticeable fact about him.

"What do you think you're doing here, Dark Wizard?" the person snarled at Harry.

"So escaping an illegally formed marriage contract makes me a Dark Wizard now, does it?" Harry replied to the figure uninterested with the conversation.

"You're doing Dark magic in Hogwarts. That's what makes you a Dark Wizard and no better than those Slimy Snakes!" the Person shouted at Harry.

Harry rolled his eyes and turned his back on his old friend. since the marriage contract became public knowledge, thanks to one Rita Skeeter, the remaining Weasley who knew of the contract (Molly, Ron, Ginny and Percy) were shamed and publicly embarrassed every time they were seen. One Ronald Weasley despised this negative publicity and blamed Harry for the fallout. It was time. The spell was tugging upon Harry's magic like a Portkey crossed with floo travel and apparition. It wouldn't be long before Harry disappeared along with his possessions. Ron Weasley couldn't let Harry get away though or his sister would be devastated if Harry could escape her clutches. his first thoughts that came to mind were a lingering effect of Slytherin's Locket - Voldemort's Horcrux - that told him to kill Harry. without thought, Ron uttered the arguably worst unforgivable.
"Avada Kedavra!" Ron shouted in anger, the sickly green light flying straight towards Harry as a phoenix - Fawkes - flew towards Ron to Harm him. The spell hit Harry in the back of the head and Harry Potter's last memory of the wizard world was an irate Phoenix pecking a stupid redhead to the brink of death after him firing a killing curse that was too quick to intercept at the close range it was fired from.

Edited this chapter 28/02/15 - got rid of a lot of mistakes and changed a few bits (mostly added new things)