PLEASE TAKE NOTICE!

This is an entirely fictional story, obviously, taking place in the Harry Potter Universe. It will be Slash, which is yaoi, BL, Boy/Boy, etc. It will include things like Hermione, Select Weasleys, Dumbledore, and Pansy bashing. If you have a problem with things like this I suggest you not read this story and to go find something more fit to your comfort zone. This story will include graphic violence and strong language, again if this offends you do not read this story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters relayed to the series. I also make no profits off of this story. Any characters or creatures you don't recognize are of my own design or taken from Mythology. If anything seems inaccurate within the story, or there are any mistakes, please PM me about them and I will fix them as soon as I can.

FULL SUMMARY

It wasn't meant to be this way! Fate and Death were not supposed to favor Harry Potter, they were not supposed to send him back to where it all began! Harry Potter was reborn, and now all of Dumbledore's plans were falling apart! There was not supposed to be a third side to the war, and Harry Potter was most definitely not supposed to be an Angel, of all things! Well, The Wizarding World had best watch it's back, Harry Potter has returned and he's taking down everyone that's ever wronged him, and he's going to do it in the best way possible. By making everyone else simply adore him.

I know this isn't an actual chapter, but I simply have to actually get an idea of where I'm heading with this at the moment.

Prologue

"Hadrian James Potter, you have been found guilty of murder, breaking the status of secrecy and endangering our world. Do you have anything to say about this?" The Minister said, jaw set and eyes narrowed down at the man who had once been their hero, but now sat in a chair, cuffed and staring straight towards the Wizaengamot. Albus Dumbledore stared at his former student in disappointment, his eyes held anything but, however. After what seemed like hours, but was only mere seconds, Harry spoke. "I will see to it that anyone who betrayed me burns in the depths of hell. Even you, Dumbledore."

That was all he was allowed before the Aurora began to drag him from the hall, taking him down to the Department of the Veil. 'I'll finally be with Sirius, at least.' was Harry's last thought before the woman behind him pushed him through, before his entire world was devoured by black.

He woke up alone. He was floating endlessly in what looked to be, well, nothing. There was white and black, yet no color of any sort. A void, an empty space. Death was very...Isolated. "Are you afraid?" A female voice asked him, calmly, deceitfully seductive in its tone. Harry closed his eyes, "I'm already dead, so what would be the point of my fears to begin with?" Two sounds of laughter showed, one female and the other oddly genderless, it had no pitch, no identity.

The ambiguous voice spoke again, "What if you could change how your story ends? What if we gave you a way to get the justice you are deserving of, but we're denied by those you had trusted?" Two figures appeared, one wearing a cloak of black, not a single limb being shown for Harry to see. The other was a woman, wearing a long tunic of purple lined with gold, her dark brown hair pressed down by a golden circlet encrusted with jewels.

Harry looked at the both, truly observing them, "I would tell you there was no possible way for you to send me back. At all." The hooded figure let out a deep chuckle, "You must have little faith in what you are taught then, child. For I am Death, and this is Fate. When we wish to complete a goal, nothing will stop us." The woman smiled, showing off straight and white teeth, "We are going to save magic, but to do this, we are going to need you."

Harry let out a small sigh, before he smirked, "I guess being the Chosen One finally did some good in my life." He walked, glided, towards the two, wishing to hear what they had to offer.

And it was then, that Hadrian James Potter finally had his story begin. However, it was going to go his way this time, because now magic was on the line. And it was giving him full reign over the Wizarding World.