A N: A few things before you start reading

1, This will be primarily a Harry Potter story, but will use a litteral ton of elements from the Avatar series (Avatar: The Last Airbender, and Avatar: The Legend of Korra). If you haven't watched these TV shows before, you will probably be lost, especially with this prologue chapter. Please note: The movie: The Last Airbender doesn't count here, and from what I've heard, shouldn't count anywhere lol.

2, Harry will not be ridiculously O P all at once, but he will get there eventually. He won't come in to his avatar power right away either, but there will be small signs of greatness here and there until he does.

3, If you're not a crossover fanfic fan, then please move on. Thanks.

Now, on with the story.

Book 1: Shaping

00, Prolog, Endings and Beginnings

Kurrum knew he was done. It was simple, yet unavoidable, he wasn't making it out of this one, and neither was Jansin. He was furious. At his life that was one battle after another for balance and peace, that these bastards never seemed to go down, and he was furious most of all that the love of his life had gotten involved.

He started out a normal earthbender from republic city. Until he started to add firebending to his probending matches, which naturally got him disqualified. Then came the idiots from the White Lotus, going on about how he was the avatar, and he needed to fight for peace, balance, and all that nonsense. So, he went and learned the other bending arts from various tutors, until he unwillingly became a fully realized avatar at the tender age of 30. The only one who helped him through life was Jansin, his amazingly beautiful airbending instructor. Airbending came naturally to her, and to him with a bit of training and discipline. It was during one of his meditation times with her that they connected, and he kissed her.

Time went by, and he invented ways to deal with the chiblockers that constantly made his life hell. They were organized around some silly idea that all benders made the world wrong. When he had meditated and connected with Kora, he had learned about a similar uprising during her time. He learned that if he was to enter the avatar state and spiritbent a shield, his chi couldn't be blocked, but that didn't help him deal with the situation he was in now.

It didn't take the leader of the chi blockers long to find his weakness in Jansin, and he was soon delivered a ransom note for her return, only if he would allow himself to be killed in the avatar state. So here he was, at the end of his life, and all his past lives. This wasn't a great sacrifice for him really, he never wanted to be the avatar in the first place. Besides, the world was all going to hell anyway, and what could he do to stop it.

"Okay avatar, time for your part in our little bargain," said Kiro, the chi blocker leader.

"Patients Kiro," said Kurrum, "These things take time."

Was it just him, or was the avatar state not coming. Did Raava know it was the end? Did his past lives know it was their end?

Kurrum focused. He let go of his doubts, his fears, his wants, and slowly, ever so slowly, the avatar state came.

"Kurrum, what are you doing?" asked a fearful Jansin.

Kurrum's eyes flashed a brilliant white, and then, and then it was there. With all of its immensity, it's control, it's inexhaustible power, the energy of the avatar state flowed in to him.

"Excellent," exclaimed Kiro. "Now it is time, the time for the avatar cycle to end."

Kurrum struggled suddenly. Raava knew something was wrong, he sensed it through their bond. She took shape in his mind's eye.

"What are you doing Avatar Kurrum?" she asked.

"Saving my wife," he replied. "I'd do anything for her."

"But to end the avatar cycle? Do you realize what that would mean?" asked Raava somewhat fearfully.

"I don't care," he snapped back."I never wanted this. Perhaps I'm the first avatar to say this, but I! don't! want! this!"

"Kurrum please. Release us, and die then. I beg you. The world needs balance."

Raava was definitely pleading now, spirity tears leaking from her eyes.

"I can't, that wasn't the deal," replied Kurrum. "I am sorry for you, but not for this world. Why is it always the avatar that has to fix things?"

"NO Kurrum. Stop!" Raava commanded. He could feel her pulling at their link now, but it was too late.

He was pulled out of his mental conversation by a quick sharp jab over his rib cage.

"So, week," Kiro sneered, dropping the dart gun. "Do you really think I'm going to let the airbender go? Are you really that naive?"

"No," gasped Kurrum. "You bastard!"

"The poison I shot you with won't let you release the avatar state. Good by Raava," said Kiro, an evil grin on his face. "The world will be so much better without the avatar and benders."

"Let me go!" screamed Jansin, attempting a blade of air to release her bonds.

"Quiet girl," growled Kiro. "Those are special cuffs I had made by a metalbender who begged me for death before she died. There's not a thing on this planet that can release you now."

"Kurrum! Kurrum, help me!" sobbed Jansin.

"Bring the girl here, and put her so she can see Raava's light leave his eyes. I want her to understand. I want her to understand the fate of all benders like her."

Jansin was quickly dragged closer by one of Kiro's men.

Kurrum's vision was blurry, but he could just make out Jansin's beautiful face.

"Jansin ... I'm ... sorry," he gasped.

Soon, a white spirit floated out of Kurrum's body, and reentered the spirit world.

"The avatar is dead," cried a delighted Kiro. "Now, bring the world to me. Destroy all benders, and I do mean all of them. Let none of them find peace in the spirit world. I wish to hear there screams from here as I finish this one off."

Jansin's end wasn't long, and it didn't come from Kiro. In one last act from Kurrum, he spiritbent Jansin's spirit out of her body and took it with him to the spirit world.

For his treasury, Kurrum was punished by Raava, and all of the past avatars. He was sent to dwell for eternity in the fog of lost souls, never to be reunited with Jansin.

Raava broadcasted her voice throughout the spirit world. "All avatars to me, I seek counsel."

In ones and twos, the spirits of the avatars and their allies came to the tree of time where Raava hovered. They were soon joined by the spirits of the great lionturtles, who Raava suspected to be the creators of the world.

"Thank you all for coming. I seek guidance from all of you who have lived and traveled with me on the avatar path. What say you?"

In a very orderly fashion, the past avatars voiced their opinions. Some were very harsh, some were calm and neutral, and some had no opinion at all.

"There is still good that can be done Raava," said the deep and gentle voice of the fire lionturtle.

"This world may be lost, but there are other worlds that we could help," agreed the air lionturtle.

"Let me show you one such world," said the water lionturtle, creating a seeing pool out of spirit water.

Raava and the avatars gather around and looked in to a world of chaos. Men and women who were cloaked shot light out of sticks at each other.

"Here is a world that is near it's breaking point," said the earth lionturtle.

"Many beings live here, and none of them are equal. Also, darkness is very prevalent, which is the main cause of this world's destruction. If I didn't know you had Vaatu completely under control, I'd say he would be the guilty party," said the air lionturtle.

"Are they energybenders?" asked Aang. "What a dangerous way of doing battle."

"That they are young avatar," said the earth lionturtle. "You are also correct that this bending art is extremely dangerous in our world. To them, this is second nature, and many of them use energybending as a third limb."

Aang stepped back, a horrified look on his face. Several of the avatars were of a similar opinion, as they themselves only used energybending as a last resort.

Raava watched, as bits of the worlds history came and went. Things got darker and darker. she saw good and evil rise and fall. They raised armies to destroy each other, which only made the problem worse.

"If I could, I'd help them," said avatar Aang. "I'm not the first of us who would rush right in to danger, but I'd say we all would fight to be the first to rush in to help. No matter our differences or similarities, I would think we would all want to help if we could. Am I wrong my fellow avatars?"

"No, we would help," they all said as one.

" I would be the first to fuse once more with Raava, as I was partly responsible for the severance of the connection to past lives during my time as the avatar," said Korra. "I know I'm not entirely to blame, but I would like to make things right again. Besides, the new avatar I'm almost certain we'll all be guiding will need all our help, accept for the betrayer of course."

All of the avatar spirits stepped back, allowing Korra to wrap Raava in a ghostly hug. "I've missed you," she said.

"I've missed all of you," replied Raava.

Time means nothing to spirits, but soon they were reconnected with Raava once again. Korra was correct, the new avatar would be the first of his or her kind in this new world, and she or he had a lot of work to do if the world was to become balanced.

"We will work the bending," said the fire lionturtle. "Go, and bring balance to the world before you."

Soon the lionturtles melded their energy with the tree of time, and Raava was soon traveling.

In St. Mungo's Hospital, a new life was being brought in to the world. However, this life was accompanied by a shimmering white power, the likes of which had never been seen before.

"He's going to be special James," said Lilly Potter smiling down at their new born son.

"He is indeed my love. I'll ask Albous later if he might know what that light was," said James kissing his wife, and wrapping an arm around Lilly and their son. "What should we name him?"

"How about Harry after your grandfather," replied Lilly. "Besides, he just looks like a Harry."

"How can he look like a name?" James asked laughing.

"Don't ask me, it just feels right," Lilli said.

"I like the name, so Harry it is. however, I will never understand the way you think my love, and that's completely okay with me. Sirius!" yelled James pulling away for Lilly slightly, "Come in and meet your godson!"

"James!" snapped Lilli, "I just got him to sleep!"

Harry didn't care, he just slept on.

The room soon became crowded, as everyone wanted to welcome the newest Potter to the family. Sirius was followed very shortly by many people including Remus, and Peter, as well as Many others including Dumbledore.

When asked about the white power that singled Harry's birth, Albous could only reply: "I don't think even the most learned of us truly understands magic, but I see great things in Harry's future that might shed some light on our understanding."

With that typical statement, the potters were left in peace. They had no idea just how special and unique little Harry Potter would become.

In the spirit world however, all was not at all well. A black form flew through the tree of time following Raava. He would have eternal darkness this time, and no avatar could stop him.