Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters other than those I create, they belong to J K Rowling. Any and All references I use in this fic from different animes belong to their respective creators.

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First of all some warnings :

My first language is not English, so there will be lot of mistakes, cringe worthy dialogues etc… Feel free to avoid this story if you don't like it.

This is a test run for another story that I am writing, But this is a standalone one. I just need to check how my writing style and other ideas are received by the readers. So yes I am not as heavily invested in this story.

Very very very slow updates, like may take 3 to 4 months for next chapter.

Haven't decided the pairing, but it may tend to be a harem consisting of max 4 girls, chances for a harem is low though like 2% or something like that. But probable candidates are Bellatrix, Narcissa, Andromeda, Amelia Bones, or an OC. It can change.

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Special thanks to my Beta kyrinfireheart84 for editing this chapter, who has kindly agreed to do so for my future chapters as well. Thanks mate for your hardwork :)

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Chapter 1 : An Escape

Harry Potter looked around calmly. He was having a rather uncharacteristic melancholy moment, for him, as he looked around him. Currently he was standing in the center of one of the many Stonehenge that is covered from muggle eyes by magic. The Stonehenge was built on top of one of the focal points of magical output from Earth's core in Britain by the ancient magical people for conducting their rituals and celebrations like Beltane and Samhain among others. It was this purpose of the relic, the abundance of natural magic in the place, that brought Harry here as he has one superb magic of his own to perform tonight, one of his own creation. His culmination of four years of magical education and research, all for the purpose of this one moment. Harry took a deep breath as he looked back on his life so far.

He has come a long way from the boy who cowered before his whale of an Uncle and horse of an aunt. You see Harry lost his parents, James and Lily Potter, on the night of Halloween 1981 to the quest of a mad man, who styled himself as the greatest Dark Lord in history for magical Britain, and to the machinations of an old fossil who styled himself as the Leader of Light. Harry shook his head so as not to bore himself with how he got the moniker of Boy-Who-Lived. Once the chaos of dark lord being dismembered settled, Harry was scoped up and deposited on his relatives doorstep, for protection an Old Fool would say, but he knew better. Control, Fear, Blind Obedience that was all his life had been about from the moment he lost his parents. Harry struggled against relatives, struggled against a twisted society of bigots and sheeps, struggled against the raving madness of a Dark Lord, struggled against the machinations and plots of a cunning old man. Harry was tired and he wanted to get out of this place while he can before being dragged down in a war that has nothing to do with him.

Harry knew he was special even when his so called relatives called him a freak and cursed his parents. And he was proven right when he was given the Hogwarts letter by the friendly Half-Giant Hagrid. Soon he started his magical journey, getting the brother wand of Voldemort, the Dark Lord, of which rang warning bells in his mind, then sorted into Ravenclaw for his thirst for knowledge and seeing the subtle look of disappointment on the veneered Headmaster Albus Dumbledore's face increased those concerns even more. Throughout his first year, he felt the strings of puppets closing around him. Saving Hermione Granger from the troll, he found a steadfast friend in her. Having a brilliant witch as his friend helped Harry in pushing his boundaries and testing the limits of magic itself. The first year ended with him confronting the Voldemort possessed Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor Quirrell and getting himself landed in the hospital wing after burning the guy with his bare hands. Even though the experience wasn't any good, through this encounter he was able to find out that Voldemort came after him on that fateful night and that for all his knowledge and prowess, he was still outclassed by a large margin by his foe in terms of battle and experience.

Second year started with the warning from Dobby. Being a recluse himself, Harry will forever be scarred by the death of his best friend and confident Hermione Granger by the basilisk that was set loose by the heir of Slytherin, though he would find out much later after the incident that it was a basilisk and one Tom Marvollo Riddle a.k.a. Lord Voldemort, this time possessing Ginny Weasley that was behind the attack and death of several other students including Hermione. Harry battled and won against the basilisk using his ingenuity and the sword of Gryffindor and destroyed the diary using the sword covered in basilisk venom to rescue Ginny as well. He was also able to free Dobby from one Lucius Malfoy, the one behind all this, after the chamber incident was over. It was during the quiet contemplation into plotting the death of Malfoy that he realized he has been playing along to the tune of others, specifically one Albus Dumbledore. And this urged him to find a way to escape, a fail safe to get himself out when things go to hell as he also concluded that Hermione wouldn't want him to be murderer.

Third year was even more of a disaster as he was put under the impression that one Sirius Black, the sole escapee in the history of Azkaban, was out for his blood so that he could finish what he started on that fateful Halloween night by betraying his parents. But the last two years has taught him to take everything with a grain of salt. Under further looking into the case of one Sirius Black he knew there was more to this that was going on. But alas his final reunion with his Godfather after realising the truth was short lived as one Severus Snape fucked up everything, resulting in Peter Pettigrew escaping and both Sirius and Remus getting kissed by Dementors even though Harry was able to form a fully corporeal patronus, as Snape's interference cost them their lives. Harry has had enough with world around him and his fail safe was coming along nicely but it will take a year more for him to complete it and use it.

Fourth year can be summed up in two words; Triwizard Tournament. Being forced to participate in an adult competition, Harry only struggled in learning how to dance and getting a date in Luna Lovegood. Harry was able to get past the dragon with his prodigious skill in Transfiguration, the underwater excursion with his talent in charms and enchantment, and getting to the trophy with his skills in DADA. Reaching the end only resulted in Harry being trapped and used as an ingredient for the resurrection of Voldemort. After a very short duel that followed, Harry was hit dead on by a Killing Curse. Harry still doesn't know how he survived the Killing curse, but he used the chaos formed due to Voldemort himself being rendered unconscious to grab the cup and get the hell out of there. Though once reaching Hogwarts via the portkey, he kept what he witnessed to himself as he knew no one would believe him. After the award ceremony, the other schools Durmstrang and Beauxbatons left. And thus ended his fourth year of Hogwarts. What everyone forgot though was by making him participate in the tournament, Harry was effectively emancipated, and he used this new found freedom to empty the vaults that belonged to him via his Parents and Sirius to put it into a new vault that he acquired to keep it safe until he was ready to enact his plan.

Now he was here, his fail safe complete. The time-space ritual that he painstakingly researched and formulated. He started it during his first year at Hogwarts when he dreamed of going back in time to save his parents, but after learning more about it, he came to the conclusion that no one can travel more than a single day back in time, using a time-turner or any other means, to the same time stream. He had given up on it when he became friends with Hermione, only to pick it back up again after her death and growing strong in desperation after the death of his godfather and Remus. Now standing in the centre of one of the focal point of Earth's magic, Harry was ready to embark into the unknown. He doesn't have any family or friends that he cares about enough to stay around and Voldemort and Dumbledore can duke it out for magical Britain themselves. He knew Dumbledore was leading him to be a sacrificial lamb and everyone else either wanted in on his fame and power or in killing him. Either way there wasn't anyone out there who cared about him, so Harry had no qualms in leaving them behind.

The ritual once enacted, will send him back in time 21 years, back to another time stream separate from the current one that he resides. Harry has through trial and error deduced that he can currently travel to a parallel version of his world as he doesn't have anything that can link him up to any other worlds that exist out there. Harry wasn't planning on trying that yet, he still hoped to help one world that might be similar to his own so that hopefully another version of his family could prosper without the threat of a dark lord. He wanted to help wherever he can, without drawing much attention to himself while at the same time living a life on his own without any ones interference. Harry knows that the world he end up can turn out to be completely different than the one he has known so far, but it was something he has set out to do. The number twenty one as the benchmark for going backwards in time wasn't selected solely because he could go to a Hogwarts where his parents would still be students, as seven times three has the magical properties he desired for the ritual. Three being highly defensive will protect him from any harm during the time-space travel, keeping him intact as he is currently and the seven denotes life and death, death to his life as Harry Potter and life to one as someone else.

Harry has withdrawn all the money in his vault as well as those which was left to him by Sirius, he had come up with what he calls Storage seals, a mix of Elder Futhark and Egyptian runes, to store all necessary supplies including the Firebolt, Photo Album and his father's invisibility cloak. The storage seal was tattooed on his left arm, one can see them as two different rings encircling his arm. The basis behind the storage seal is to create a pocket dimension linked to a person's magic and soul so that it can be accessed from anywhere at any time only by the user. His studies in space-time theories helped him vastly in its creation. With the help of a small ritual, Harry managed to change his appearance enough to be indistinguishable from his old self. Now he had high cheekbones, much darker and wavy hair and violet eyes. Most people used to say he was a carbon copy of his father with his mother's eyes, even if he didn't wear any glasses like his dad used to. Now though he looked completely different. At five foot seven inches, he was just above average in height range for a soon to be fifteen year old. After surviving the killing curse for the second time, his lightning bolt scar has almost faded into nothingness, now only a slight pink scar exists there. So overall he was unrecognizable by any standard and finally ready to leave his world.

Taking a deep breath and giving one last glance to his surroundings as well the night sky that was illuminated by a full moon, Harry started the ritual to send him back in time to a new world, where he could start fresh and won't have to worry about a dark lord or a meddlesome old man. Taking the white oak and thestral hair wand he got from the Potter vault, he sent a magical bolt to kick start the runic circle he had drawn previously. Soon the magic reached a crescendo as Harry's entire vision was filled with a blinding blue flash. There was a bright beam of light that shot into the sky and then Harry was gone, forever escaping those who wished him harm.

Michael Sebastian was a broker who lead a half satisfying life, being a house broker during a period of low buyers isn't very good after all. But today on July 6, 1974, he just made a good deal and sold a house and the accompanying land, yet for the life of him, Michael couldn't remember who it was sold to or which property was the one that was sold. Though he still had the money for the property and he was oddly satisfied with just that. Harry Potter, now known as Aron Runic, walked out of Good Property Sellers office with papers and deeds to a modest house containing three bedrooms, a kitchen, assorted living and dining room in a secluded place called the High Barrows. Harry liked the place for its isolated nature as it helped him in hiding quite well in this new world that he arrived as a result of his ritual. It's been two days since his space-time jump and he arrived exactly at the same spot as he started but in July 4, 1974 and in a whole new world. After confirming the existence of Diagon Alley, the magical world and the ongoing war lead by Voldemort, Harry set out to find a permanent place of residence. He spend the last two days in different muggle motels and avoided any contact with the magical world until he could set up his home. Harry soon apparated to his new home as he found a secluded alley from the street.

Harry finished setting up the 'Fianto Duri' ward, which was the more powerful add-on to the anti-hex ward, around his property, the house was rather Tudor styled, placed in somewhat middle of a clearing inside the deep forest of MarrowWood. The clearing was close to three quarter mile wide in diameter, with a small pond near to the house. Thick Pine trees formed the edges of the clearing that further lead into the forest. There was a small orchard behind the house, which Harry planned to utilize soon. He had already put the Anti-Apparition, Anti-Portkey, Anti-muggle wards along with the anti-hex ward 'Salvio Hexia'. All that was left was two Wards, one an old druid one repurposed by him 'Caligo Obiectus', which creates a barrier made of mist and the other a mile wide proximity ward geared towards detecting human presence. The mist barrier obscures the vision of everyone who is not added to the ward, while the proximity ward was a subtle ward to detect intruders. The entire clearing that the house stood on belonged to him now, so the mist barrier worked well as those who travel through the forest won't be able to see the clearing and the house.

Finishing up the mist ward, Harry decided to take a walk through the small trail from the front of his house to the forest, which lead further into the village of DuskCreak on the outskirts of the MarrowWood forest. The village mostly consisted of magical families, with the rest being squibs. There was a small market which provided the basic necessities and from the size and feel of the village, one can recognize that the magical families are not the more well known and well off ones. Harry hasn't made any contact, but he preferred to know who his apparent neighbours were and the threat they possessed, if any, or any chance of liability. He hasn't been able to figure out more about the village, as there was quite some distance between the forest and the village proper, and not so much in terms of cover to get a good look at everything.

Soon he reached the edge of the forest, making himself comfortable atop a small jutting of rocks that gave him enough cover along with a disillusion charm. The sky was getting dark as the evening sun slowly crept behind the horizon. Looking at the house that was closer to the forest, he could see a pair of teenage girls that appeared to be close to his age engaged in some conversation under an old oak tree near to the house. Harry diverted his attention to the village beyond, magical lights dotted the small street and the various houses along the street. After an hour of observation and marking down the ward lines around some of the houses he could make out from his position, he decided to head back home. He has come to the conclusion that not many, if at all, choose to wander around the forest and as such his new home will remain in obscurity for now. Harry was sure that it won't remain so for long since he has taken residence and people will notice his presence soon enough. From what he gleaned from the broker, the house used to be a small cabin once, which was repurposed into the house that he bought so as to sell the whole property. He was glad he was able to find it after the third real estate contractors that he visited for finding a dwelling.

Harry went to sleep so as to get up early since he planned to take his invisibility cloak with him tomorrow for getting the complete layout of the village. He valued knowledge above all, after all, and in case of any attack or other disturbances, it will come in handy. Before Morpheus claimed him, the last thoughts of Harry was what the response of Headmaster of this world's Hogwarts to his letter would be.

As one world's Albus Dumbledore was looking at dismay to the sight of many of his puffing gadgets meltdown and broken shards, another world's Dumbledore was reading an unusual request.

Respected Headmaster,

My name is Aron Runic, I am Fifteen years old and I would like to request…...

Next Chapter : Skirmishes

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