Chapter One

Three years ago the magical world was blessed. Harry Potter had just defeated Voldemort, the day was won. He made a choice, the choice was to leave the magical world. He couldn't deal with them anymore. He decided to go into the muggle world and go to college. It was quite possibly the most difficult challenge of his life. But he prevailed and got a double major in Business Management and Admisitration as well as Finance. He also got a minor in International Business.

With that knowledge Harry started the company known as GriffinTech Industries. He built his first project on August 13th 2009 at 19 years old. The project was a female AI named Lily. She had the ability to manifest as a 12 inch holographic image of his mother. She was not to be sold, for she was his only as well as a prototype. When he's ready to sell them they won't be as personal to him.

Five months later he had finished his first commercial project. It was a touch screen smartphone. It was called the Lion I. The Lion I was programmed to use his very own internet browser that he made as well, called Oracle. It had its own music app called Phoenix. The phone sold for a good price at $399 and officially put GTI on the map, even though Harry was only working out of his apartment at the time. It sold over 8 million units. This phone gave him the chance to build his own building, he created a building in London. It wasn't a huge tower but it was an eleven floor building. On the front, right over the door was the logo of the company, which was the Gryffindor symbol. But to muggles it was just a lion. It took about a year to complete the building. He also hired 50 workers.

The next year, Harry released his second and third commercial project. The second project was a desktop gaming computer called Lycan. It had 8 GB of RAM and two 10,000-RPM hard drives. The third project was a gaming console called Sirius. It was released with its own original titles as well as third party games such as Call of Duty 4, Bioshock, and ES IV: Oblivion. It was also said to host other games such as Fallout 3 and GTA IV.

Now Harry was 21 years old and he has one of the biggest technology companies in the world. Even ahead of Stark. At least he was up until Tony Stark got kidnapped a couple months back and then came back, only to reveal he was the superhero Iron Man, all within the span of a few days, and don't even get him started on the events in Harlem and New Mexico. There had also been some rumors of a man running into the middle of the street in New York City, before being surrounded by government vehicles with the name SHIELD on the side. There had also been strange reports coming from the Wizarding World, people disappearing, places being burned down, random fires, and sudden aggression. None of this had started happening until after Stark's reveal, so Harry was sure he had something to do with it in some way. It might not have been intentional, but it was still happening and Harry would be damned if he let it keep happening.

Once he was sure the coast was clear he walked out of his office building and started heading towards the Ministry of Magic where Hermione had risen high in the ranks. She wasn't the minister, that honor went to one of his more recent friends in the magical world, Theodore Nott. He took over after Shacklebolt stepped down to spend time with his new wife. Theo was the youngest minister in office and he was doing a damn fine job, at least that's what Neville and Hermione told him. Harry entered the Ministry with the secret code in the phone booth and headed to Minister Nott's office.

As he approached the door there was a woman sitting outside of it, she had brown frizzy hair pulled up into a messy bun and was entirely focused upon the parchment she was writing on, so focused in fact, that she didn't even notice when he was right next to her.

"You look nice Hermione." Harry said.

Hermione flinched and turned around to look at him, her eyes displaying quite a bit of shock.

"Harry!" she cried, ecstatic and threw her arms around him in a hug, "I wasn't sure if you'd even gotten my message, there's been so much going on it's ridiculous. There's been strange disappearances, people getting kidnapping in the night, people waking up to their spouse or significant other dead, small fires spreading at random, buildings burning down, things going missing, and weird magical readings at all of these locations."

Harry looked on in thought, his mind wandering. There's so many things it could have been, a new dark lord trying to strike fear into the people, pixies feeling funny, and demons to name just a few. Luna would probably blame the Nargles or some other creature. He just couldn't figure out what was doing this.

Little did Harry know at that moment that he didn't have to because suddenly a black horned creature with glowing red eyes and bat wings came flying through the ministry, it was followed by two other equally as terrifying creatures. The second looked like a mixture between a goat, gorilla, bear, and bat and the third one looked like a creature made of magma and hellfire. Hermione let out a shriek when they flew in but reacted fast and pulled out her wand and blasted the second one with a glowing white spell. Harry reacted a split second after and punched the first one right in the nose and flipped around on top of it, slamming it into the ground. After hearing the ruckus Theo ran out of his office with a pistol in hand and shot the third one straight in the skull, dropping the creature instantly. The other two were still alive, at least until Harry pulled out his wand and lopped both the creature's heads off with a well placed sectumsempra.

"What the hell happened out here?!" Theodore demanded.

"I think we've found the source of the problem minister, demons." Harry stated, solemnly yet sarcastically.

Despite the gravity of the situation the minister let out a slight chuckle. Leave it to Harry Potter to be calm in one of these situations. A shrieking sound echoed throughout the ministry, followed shortly thereafter a demented cackling. The black horned creature appeared in front of him, his glowing red eyes staring into the very depths of his soul. Next to him appeared the other two demons. The one made of magma chuckled darkly, his fiery mane of hair swaying as he shook his head. The amalgamation of multiple creatures curled his bat wings around his body like a cloak.

"Greetings, lower lifeforms. My name is Thorunn of Isolation. These are my brothers Bastrios of Hellfire and Daranoth of Entropy." said the black one with horns, "We are here to eliminate you and all that you hold dear. This is your only warning. SO, make use of all of the time you have left, which is approximately 12 hours. You could try and find us, we'll be in the Forbidden Forest if you're feeling brave enough."

He then disappeared into the shadows, his fiery brother Bastrios following shortly after giving a manic grin and vanishing in a ball of fire.

"Ta-ta for now." Daranoth said before he just disappeared, not as flashily as his brothers.

The office was deathly silent. You could hear a pin drop without even straining your ears. Then suddenly Theo put the gun in a holster that was situated around his shoulders, a matching Colt M1911 on the other side. Harry ruffled his hair in anxiety fighting a losing battle to get it to stay down, but eventually he realized it was as fruitless as the other billions of times he tried it.

"So Theo, when did wizards start using muggle firearms?" asked Harry.

"Shortly after the whole debacle in the States with the Hulk, Iron Man, and those weird magical disturbances in New Mexico." Harry looked shocked at his amount of knowledge so he elaborated, "After you left we started paying more attention to the muggle world, even set up some alliances with an organization of people named SHIELD, it never hurts to have allies." The minister chuckled quietly to himself and Harry took this moment to survey him, he looked monumentally exhausted. His dark red hair was starting to go grey from stress, he had deep bags underneath his golden colored eyes, which were now covered up by glasses, ironically as opposed to Harry's now lack of glasses. Theo looked much older than his 21 years would suggest.

The silence streched on for a while until 3 men came barging into the room with a look of panic on their faces and armed with an M4. Draco Malfoy, his blonde hair now grown out like his fathers had been and pulled up into a ponytail, his steely grey eyes staring hard into panic, his traditionally good pure-blood looks was marred by a long 'X' shaped scar that stretched from one end of his face to the other. Neville Longbottom and Ron Weasley running shortly after him, Ron hadn't changed much from his years at Hogwarts except for a single tattoo of the Deathly Hallows symbol that was on his neck, just below his bearded jawline, which the Golden Trio all shared on some place on their body. Neville was the most drastic change, gone was the pudgy boy that was unsure of himself and let himself get bullied and belittled by everyone, in his place stood a man almost as tall as Ron and Harry, which was very tall because Ron stood at 6'4" and Harry stood just under him at 6'3", Neville though stood at a solid 6'1". His sandy blond hair was curly and ran amok on his head and his chocolate brown eyes shone with an unseen confidence, because of the worry the three of the were going through.

"Minister Nott!" Draco shouted as he saw that Theo was safe.

"Aurors Malfoy, Longbottom, and Weasley what took you so long?" the minister questioned with a slight grin.

All three of them rolled their eyes and slung their guns around their backs. The wands each of them owned holstered at the hip as a sidearm. They were all dressed in the traditional dark Auror robes even with all the changes going on in the modernizing of the Wizarding World.

"Ron, Neville, Malfoy, we have a situation, demons came flying in and we have," Harry looked down at his watch, "11 hours and 49 minutes, and lowering by the second."

Malfoy stood straighter, while Ron and Neville shared a solemn glance between them. Everyone in the room was now tense in anticipation for this.

"He said the three of them would be in the Forbidden Forest, if we're feeling brave." Harry continued.

Ron grinned slightly, "Another showdown in the Forbidden Forest, that's a bit cliche, what is this the fifth time?"

"Seventh." Draco said with smirk.

Harry's grin was downright maniacal, "You know, I think seven is my number."

After saying that, he disappeared in a light pop.


Harry stood at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, staring into this cursed forest that had plagued him since his resurrection. He took a deep breath and walked into the vast expanse of greenery and past all the unusual sounds that permeated in his eardrums. He walked further and further into the woods, noticing absentmindedly that he crossed by the old lair of Aragog, passing even further he came to a stone arch, just sitting in the center of the forest.

The stone was crumbling apart, bit by bit, but appeared to be stable as of right now and the surrounding area was completely barren of life, no grass, no leaves, no animals. The edge of the arch was strewn with bones, blood also smear into the dirt. Sitting under the arch was a lone child, crying into his hands. This child was dirty and greasy, blood soaked into his dirt-smeared skin. He was pale, gaunt, and almost ghost-like, but still very much corporeal. His black hair was long, hanging almost to his shoulders, and at the sound of footsteps, he tensed up, as he peaked through his fingers, his crimson eye stared deep into Harry's soul.

When the child saw who it was he quickly skittered away, trying to put as much distance between the two of them as he could. He keep scooting backwards until his body ran into a dead tree, causing him to freeze in panic.

"No... Another monster, go away," when Harry didn't budge the child's frantic expression only worsened, " I said go away!"

As the child yelled that out, a wave of black and red lightning arced off of him, throwing Harry backwards into a tree behind him, knocking that over. Harry stood up though, his face felt warm. His ears ringing from the impact and his head spinning. When the child saw Harry getting back up he stiffened, his eyes frantic, the discolored lightning still arcing off of him.

"Hey buddy, what's your name and how old are you," he said as he walked slowly forward, "I'm Harry and I'm 21."

The child calmed down slightly, mumbling something underneath his breath.

"I'm sorry, what? I didn't hear you."

"Jack. That's what mom and dad used to call me, the monsters just call me Warlock, and I'm 9." the newly christened Jack revealed.

That revelation sent Harry reeling, a warlock at his age? Most people even Harry's age or older are afraid of making a Warlock Pact. The only exception being the power-hungry or the insane. Footsteps coming from behind him, diverted him attention from Jack, snapping his head around, but he saw nothing. A depraved chuckle came from above his and dropping down was Daranoth of Entropy, his goat-like head had a feral grin on it, showing his instability. Harry instantly dove out of the way. landing and coming up in a roll to his feet. He stared at the demon firmly and unflinchingly, not an ounce of fear in his heart, and loosening the tie around his neck.

Daranoth seemed to notice and his grin faltered for a split second, before growing even wider. The wizard maneuvered himself in between Jack and the demon, refusing to let him touch him. The boy cowered behind Harry, his bangs covering his glowing red eyes. Harry reached into his pouch on his side, not ever taking his eyes off of the demon, but at the same time watching his brothers stepping forward to attack. Daranoth growled low in his throat, his bear arm and gorilla arm raised up, ready for a fight, Bastrios grinned maniacally his eyes wide, showing his insanity, whilst at the same time his fire flared even brighter, and Thorunn cracked his hand and a whip of pure fire snapped out of his wrist.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Harry took out a small glass orb, barely the size of a marble, and crushing it. Opening his eyes they glowed green with untold power, charging forward he was blasted with hellfire and struck with a whip. His flesh burning off he threw the dust of the orbs into the eyes of the three demons. He heard the three of them screech in pain, as the fire cleared, the smell of burning flesh heavy in the air, he was burnt to a crisp, but Jack watched in awe, and the three demons in horror, as his flesh slowly recolored itself into his regular pale coloration, his hair slowly growing back, his burnt shut eyes snapped open and his liquefied eyes refilled the sockets and he blinked. He cracked his neck, and look down at the arm that had been chopped off by the whip and bent down and simply put it back on, flexing the fingers, he turned to the demons and grinned.

"My turn."

What everyone failed to notice, is the third tally mark scar that etched itself onto his skin, right on the underside of his wrist. He spit blood out of his mouth, and pulled out his wand, silently casting three sectumsepra's, the white flash of light, split into three lines and each one landed, onto the demons, decapitating Daranoth with a sickening sound, his head landing on the ground with a thud. The other two demons grinned expecting him to get back up, but were shocked when his body slowly melted into black fire. They snapped their heads to him, who was still grinning.

"What have you done to him?" Bastrios shrieked.

Harry simply said two words in response, "Holy water."

The two demons then realized that they were in danger. Harry stepped forward and waved his hand in front of him, dropping his wand into his other hand, which he sheathed at his side. In the waving hand appeared a five foot long stick, he clicked a button and popping out from the top was a seven inch basilisk fang. Speaking in Parseltongue the tip of the fang started dripping with an orchid colored liquid, which when it fell to the ground made a hissing sound and burned through it. He twirled the spear, venom flying off and landing on his face but dissolving on contact, leaving no trace of a burn.

Both of the demons shared a look and charged at him, Harry swung the blunt and end of the spear hitting Thorunn straight in the face, turning around and stabbing him in the gut. The venom, now it his system started spreading throughout his system, his veins turning purple, Harry quickly ducked under a strike by Bastrios. Swinging around and tripping, hearing the agonizing screams coming from the black demon. He put his foot on the throat of the Hellfire demon, the fire weakly flickering and trying and failing to burn him anymore than just an annoyance. The sounds of Thorunn screaming stopped, and Harry turned his head expecting to see black fire, but instead seeing a fist flying at his face. Not having enough time to dodge out of the way he simply let it hit, sending him flying backwards, creating a crevice in the ground. Harry slowly got back up, just as Thorunn collapsed to the ground, burning away, he grinned and spitting dirt out of his mouth.

A single look between the remaining demon and Harry showcased the demons fear. He turned and walked away from Harry, growing large flaming wings. Turning his head over his shoulder he glared at Harry.

"This isn't over Potter. I'll be back, you may have won this day, but I will kill you."

He then shot off in the sky, leaving a trail of flames dissipating behind him. After he was well out of sight, Harry collapsed to his knee, coughing up blood and a strange green liquid. Jack ran over to him, wrapping him in a hug. He stiffened, and hesitantly hugged back.

"Thank you for saving me." Jack mumbled in his shoulder.

"You got anywhere to go?" Jack shook his head, "Didn't think so. You want to come and live with me for a while?"

Jack didn't answer but Harry felt tears soaking through the tears in his torn up suit jacket.

"How am I going to explain this to Ernie?" Harry dreadfully exclaimed.