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HARRY POTTER THE PLAYBOY: REBORN
CHAPTER 1
Prologue
Harry Potter, our resident Boy-Who-Lived, Chosen One, Man-Who-Conquered, Slayer-Of-Voldemort, etcetera, etcetera is currently left speechless. He hadn't been surprised like this since that time with Luna, whipped cream and stamina potion a few years ago. He was never considered a normal wizard. He had always been special. He had defeated a Dark Lord at the tender age of 1 and half years, saved Philosopher's stone at 11, killed a thousand years old Basilisk at 12, intimidated a pack of more than 100 dementors with his patronus at 13, won Tri-Wizard tournament at 14, broken into Department of Mysteries at 15, and had achieved many other things over the next two years of his life. He had even became a martyr to save everyone. His only thought while walking through the forest was how much he wanted to be a normal wizard. His subconscious always knew that the final battle with Voldemort would change him but he never expected how much of a change it would be.
After going to sleep that day, he had woken up with a massive headache making him think about rampaging Hippogriffs. He could recall memories of Tom Riddle, spells he hadn't learnt, Occlumency, Legilimency and other esoteric magic all belonging to his nemesis Voldemort. Voldemort's and Harry Potter's personalities had been merged. For every attribute of his personality, it was like a coin was flipped and one of either Harry Potter's or Tom Riddle's psyche was chosen depending on the result. He had became cunning, ruthless, charming, manipulative but luckily he had retained his inherent good nature. He became a perfect Slytherin in the flesh of a Gryffindor. He remembered scoffing when thinking how much easier it would have been if he had gained these memories before going on his Horcrux hunt. After re-evaluating his life until then, he had decided that it was pretty pathetic. How many friends did he had? Fucking single digit number. He realised how fucked up his life was. Why was I thinking of being an Auror? I have had enough fighting. He knew from Voldemort's memories that he is the Head of the House for two most ancient and noble houses, Potter and Black. And he had two seats in Wizengamot and family vaults which were accessible to him as an adult. He imagined himself as a wealthy celebrity giving advice to the new Minister. Hmm! Yes I can use this fame to make the world more peaceful.
After an hour of thinking, he showered, changed into clothes that somebody laid near his bed and went down to the Great Hall. While walking he had examined his feelings and found that he wasn't feeling guilty about the people that got killed in the final battle. Due to his emotional abuse during childhood, he always felt guilty anytime something bad occurred even when it wasn't his fault. But merging the personalities of Harry Potter and Voldemort removed that habit that had been beaten into him. He hadn't encountered anyone in the hallways. He dearly wanted to try out his new legilimency power. When he entered into the Great Hall, banging the doors wide open, everybody stopped what they were doing and starting cheering and clapping at his entrance. He didn't feel uncomfortable as he would have been a few days ago, instead he felt relaxed as if he deserved the attention. He spotted the Weasley's sitting near the end of the Gryffindor table and started walking towards them. He had started to pick up some random thoughts from the many people he came across while walking.
'Thank Merlin the war is over. I can now continue with my studies', a Ravenclaw fifth year.
'Thank Harry Potter! I thought Voldemort is going to win', a Hufflepuff sixth year. Harry was particularly amused by the thought of saying 'Thank Potter' instead of 'Thank Merlin'.
'Hmm! Potter is going to be the new figurehead in this world. He is good looking too. Maybe I should ask my father to offer a marriage contract between our houses'. He looked towards the Slytherin girl who was thinking that. Daphne Greengrass, that was her name from a neutral faction of wizengamot. She had perfect sexy hourglass figure with curves at the right places and aristocratic facial features. If he already hadn't committed to wait for Ginny he would have accepted the marriage contract between them. While he was still looking at her face he heard another thought from her. 'But he probably is still in a relationship with the Weasley even though there were rumors about her and Longbottom'. That had given him a pause. After consoling and saying hello to everyone important in the Great Hall, a private confrontation with Ginny followed and he decided that dumping her was the only way forward. She had been technically right, they were on a break. He should have been more put out about that break-up but after analysing his feelings, he realized that unfortunately, he had lost the capacity to love to Voldemort's psyche in the merge. Although Ginny being his ex made it a bit faster, this led to loss of relations with Ron and the Weasleys even though he tried his best. This included Hermione since she married Ron. Harry maintained a wealthy philanthropist lifestyle, started living in an old Potter Manor, introduced new laws to support the Wizarding traditions while subduing the blood racism, basically maintaining the peace between the factions in the wizengamot. He had been doing this for the last 8 years. But that is not what he enjoyed the most.
After the episode with Ginny he became a womanizer and a playboy. He picked up women as easily as picking up a quill. He can easily recall the names of hundreds of witches whom he showed paradise in bed. Voldemort's knowledge of magic was certainly useful in that area even though he was a frigid piece of shit. His best conquest was undoubtedly the veela triplets in Prague. That foursome had lasted for a week. He had married Daphne Greengrass in the form of marriage contract an year after his victory at Hogwarts. Harry wasn't surprised to see a fidelity clause exception for him. It basically meant that he wasn't required to be faithful and can sleep with anyone while Daphne can't. He was after all lord of two houses which meant that exception was necessary for him to continue the Black line with another wife. Their marriage was not completely loveless. They respected each other and enjoyed being with each other. He especially enjoyed her ass when bent over their dining table. Daphne was a perfect pureblood trophy wife. They had no children yet but Harry was sure that he had at least 50 or so bastard children. He just didn't care for anything except his public image and his wife. He sometimes thought that if he hadn't received Voldemort's memories he would have lived as some overworked auror, married Ginny Weasley, even maybe named his second son's middle name after that bastard Snivellus. His only regret was not growing up with his parents and not able to do all this while he was at Hogwarts.
So, the reason he is left speechless now is because Fate herself had appeared before him and is giving him a chance to be reborn in the past with his memories and powers intact. He know he is powerful. With Voldemort's memories and Dumbledore's private library along with Potter and Black library he is very sure that he is probably the most knowledgeable person in the world. The prophecy marking him as equal to Voldemort meant that his magical core at the time of his parent's death was the same size of Voldemort at that time. It only grew bigger and bigger as he grew up to reach his magical maturity. He even had the power of the Deathly Hallows. After that first day in Hogwarts, he went and collected the Elder Wand and the Resurrection Stone and accepted his position as the master of Death. Next day he woke up with the Deathly Hallows symbol on the back of his left hand with no sight of the Hallows. He panicked but settled down when he understood that he was able to use the items whenever he wanted without needing them to be present. So being born again with all these memories and powers is truly an incredible gift.
"What's the catch? I have to take down a big bad demon lord or something?", he asked Fate cautiously.
"No. I enjoyed these last few years watching over you. It is hilarious. It's depressing that this didn't happen at Hogwarts. So, I wanted to do this. But even we cannot do what we always wanted, so the only change is Neville Longbottom will be Boy-Who-Lived." said Fate in her obviously melodious voice.
Harry understood that and immediately accepted her offer.
JULY 31, 1980
A small child cry can be heard in St. Mungos. The baby has a tuft of messy black hair like his father, green eyes like his mother and has a strange mark on the back of his left hand.
"He is certainly going to be a heartthrob for girls when he grows up." exclaimed Sirius Black, the baby's Godfather.
"Yes with my looks and charm and Lily's eyes he is definitely going to break our record of snatching witches." said James Potter, the father of the baby.
"Stop it you two!" chided Lily Potter nee Evans, the mother of the newly named baby, Harry James Potter.
At Hogwarts, at the moment of the birth, Dumbledore could be seen in shock when his most precious Elder Wand disappeared from his hand while in the midst of a spell.
A ring could be seen disappeared from a shack after being removed of all the curses and dark soul in it at the exact time.
In a beautiful home of Godric's Hollow, an Invisibility cloak can be seen disappeared into thin air.
Harry James Potter, The Master of Death and Playboy is reborn.