Hey guys. It's Harem Lord with my third chapter of the day! I cannot stop today. It may be the fact that I am sick and have hit my head twice today, but the ideas keep spewing out of my head with no stop to them! This is a Harry Potter/Skyrim crossover, because there aren't enough in my opinion.

Summary (expanded): What if Harry was the dragonborn and magic with the Daedra sent him to the land of Skyrim? What if Harry was adopted by Maven Black-Briar and then set out into the world and got into a boatload of trouble? And what if Harry was sent his Hogwarts letter after that? Harryxharem. Definite Political Harry.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Skyrim or any of the affiliated characters from either. I do, however, own any spells that I invent.

Chapter 1

I don't want to die is a lot of people's last thought. But, this six year old kid wasn't a lot of people. This six year old kid was a wizard in training and the dragonborn, as well as one who was unknowingly favored by the Daedra. So, when he thinks something in a large pinch, it's bound to happen. So, Harry's magic tied into the Daedra's and sent him to Skyrim. It would be five years before anyone ever heard from him again.

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Five years later…

Harry had been through a lot in his life. He had faced down the great dragon Alduin, assassinated the emporer, gained Nocturnal's undying love, become leader of the companions, lead the stormcloaks to victory, escaped the so-called strongest prison in the world, and had a house in each hold. But, nothing could have prepared him or his wives (I am making it so that Skyrim doesn't care about marriage age, and that his magic adjusted his age and then re-adjusted it before going back) for a trained owl to land on his window carrying a letter.

Harry just turned to the person to his right, Aela, and asked, "Is this one yours?"

"Hmph, like I would train such a weak creature. I would rather train animals I can hunt with, like bane. Right, Bane?" Aela said.

The saber-tooth tiger that Aela had named Bane and somehow trained looked up from its meal and gave a purr of agreement.

Harry just sighed and said, "Well, let's see what it is."

Harry opened up the letter and saw that it was a standard Hogwarts letter and supply list (look it up for yourself if you don't know what it is. I am not wasting valuable words on it.).

"Hmm, this is either bull, or very selective." Harry stated.

"Let me write back…" Harry said with an evil smirk that the girls all squealed at, knowing that they were going to see a funny prank.

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"…I sincerely hope that whatever cultist group that you work with allows you to regain your sanity and stop bothering me. If they do not, I will destroy them. They interrupted my alone time." Dumbledore read out loud.

Snape just had a small sneer on his face covering the fact that he was laughing at the fact that Harry just told off Dumbledore.

"Hmph, well I've never." McGonagall said.

For once, that expression was the truth; no one had ever told them off for sending a letter to them by owl. They've been skeptical, sure, but never enough to tell them off.

"Hmm, perhaps a demonstration of our magic will tell him that this is the truth. Severus, Minnie, please come with me." Dumbledore said.

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It was a few days, but the group of wizards (and one witch) had finally come to proudspire manor.

"Hmm, I have never been to such a strange place before." Dumbledore said calmly.

The group then went up to the large door which Dumbledore knocked on it.

Camilla and Alva (who was controlled by the master vampire and is not dead) opened the door and said in perfect unison, "What brings you to see Harry?"

Dumbledore just blinked and said, "We are here to talk about the letter that he was sent and returned."

Camilla blinked, but then nodded, "Ah, Harry has expected you."

Dumbledore looked pleased with the response, until he and the others became unable to move.

"Do you like it?" A voice asked.

Harry walked down the steps in a regal manner, not once losing his composure.

"My name is Harry BlackBriar, what can I do for you today?" Harry asked.

"We are here to talk about the invitation to Hogwarts that you received." Dumbledore said, slightly surprised at the fact that Harry was so calm and didn't use the last name Potter.

"Ah, and what makes this offer superior to any other schools I have received offers from (not bothering to mention that he was the arch-mage of the college of Winterhold, or that he had been excommunicated from several lower colleges, where he had done illegal experimentation.)." Harry asked.

"We are considered the best magic school in Europe." Dumbledore said.

"Well, judging by the fact that you use those pathetic little things," Harry said with a small glance down to the wand, "I would say that Europe must have low standards." Harry then transformed his robe into armor just to prove his point.

Dumbledore looked interested in the wandless, wordless transfiguration. "Hmm, interesting, what if I told you that your parents went to this school?" Dumbledore questioned.

"Mom isn't a mage, she's a politician." Harry stated.

"I meant your birth parents." Dumbledore responded evenly.

"Oh, you mean them." Harry said with venom. "They are just gene donors, nothing more."

"Surely you can't mean that!" McGonagall exclaimed.

"I do." Harry said. "Anyone who leaves their child with that type of people cannot be counted as good parents."

"Your parents didn't leave you there, I did." Dumbledore stated, as one of the last resorts to getting Harry to go to the school.

"Who were you to do that?" Harry demanded furiously.

"I was your guardian till I left you there." Dumbledore stated.

"I think I will go there, only if my wives go with me and we get a chamber to ourselves, and are allowed access to your library." Harry conditioned.

"Who are you to make such demands?" Snape sneered.

"Obviously I am someone of great importance to your world." Harry stated as he looked at all of them tense, smirking as he hit the nail on the head. "I am not stupid. I read your titles on the message and know all of your titles, Dumbledore. The moment you introduced yourself, I knew that this was not a regular visit, someone of your stature wouldn't visit someone of no importance."

Snape actually lost his sneer for a minute as he contemplated Harry's attributes closely. Harry was definitely pure Slytherin. "How would you like to know about your mother and have all of your terms agreed to?" Snape asked, knowing full well that he wouldn't resist the bait. He waited for a telltale sign, and sure enough, Harry's eyes moved for a second and looked at him.

"I'm listening." Harry replied evenly.

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I hope that you all like this new story!