Black Abyss

by LTNS

Disclaimer: I am not running around with millions of dollars of money, Harry Potter and related property belongs to JK Rowling and affiliates and Avatar The Last Airbender and The Legend of Korra and affiliated titles belongs to Nickelodeon and it's creators and affiliates. Any original inventions and or spells or people belong to me any characters that are similar to real life people or other fan-fiction or novelizations or media portrayals are not intentional and are coincidental.

A/N English is English, Avatar English is the same to readers but not to the characters, so Harry won't understand Korra speaking initially...

Also be aware that this story does contain, violence, and other adult themes and mentions of abuse.

This is my first fan-fiction story ever, I am constantly trying to improve my self in my writing skills and will fix grammar and any sentences that skips my notice, with that in mind enjoy

Chapter I

July 1st, 1995

The night was dead, not a leaf moved nor any movement, the wind was still before it was disturbed by a sharp crack, it was if the air had vanished then came rushing back to fill the void, and a man in a dark cloak appeared with a half crazed person wearing tattered clothes holding a blue orb firmly in his grasp. The man ignored the light patter of rain and started scurrying with his quarry towards a ruined manor house sitting desolate on a hill. The man went past the muggle street sign reading, "Welcome to Little Hangleton," The man and his prisoner made their journey through the damaged gates and scurried up the manor driveway just stopping before the building's double oak doors. The man in the cloak turning to look towards the drive way, a flash of paranoia crossing his face.

'Homenum Revelio' The man spoke with a squeaky voice, as a pale yellow light rippled and spread like a stone thrown into a pond the light flashed around his prisoner showing the cloaked man that it was only him and the "muggle". The muggle man mumbled incoherently while the cloaked man lowered his hood to show a plump face with short stringy mousey hair and pale brown eyes and a rodent like face. The man swept into the manor pointing his wand at the crazed but blank face of his prey, giving the dark night outside another paranoid look before shutting the doors quietly. The man pointed his wand at the tattered muggle boy and said "Muggle you are to go to the cellar and stand in the corner and to protect the orb and wait for me for further instructions."

After securing his prize and moving up the manor house staircase. The man went towards the rundown study and swept into the room which had other occupants. The other occupants ceased conversing when the door opened revealing the rodent like man who walked towards his master and swept into a low bow staring at the ground shaking slightly.

"Wormtail, I am right to say that you have succeeded in your task," a cold menacing voice ordered.

Wormtail righted him self and said fearfully, "Yes my lord, I managed to get into the Department of Mysteries and found the item you had suspected to be there, I could not touch it though, I had also found out that anyone who touches an orb that it does not pertain too, will go insane, I had to Imperio a muggle and sneak them into the Department of Mysteries to make them get the orb then I got out."

The people in the room tensed a little as the figure sitting in a high-backed chair grinned about the new successful development.

"You have done well Wormtail," the voice hissed, "using a being with no magic at all, and the Ministry unable to sense a muggle to fool the Ministry sensors is not something the Department of Mysteries or Ministry of Magic would have expected, you will send this muggle and order it to hand the orb over to me now."

"Yes my lord," gushed Wormtail as he left the room to get the damaged muggle and force it to give the orb to his master.

"Lucius your report now, if you would be so kind," the voice hissed maliciously.

A man with the long pale blond hair and an aristocratic face startled from being addressed then bowed and said, "Yes my lord, as you know the Ministry and the public still believe that Dumbledore and the Potter boy is lying about your return, I have managed to slip some money to a sympathizer who works as Minister Fudge's senior undersecretary to perpetuate this."The man pauses to collect his thoughts and then said.

"The Minister is concerned about Dumbledore and is afraid that Dumbledore is attempting a coup d'état. Fudge wants to prevent this and is too afraid to openly attack or arrest Dumbledore while the old man is the Chief Warlock and a Senior Wizengamot member. They have incidentally sent the senior under-secretary to Hogwarts for the Defense against the Dark Arts post."

"Good work Lucius" the Dark Lord praised while his followers sent Lucius envious looks. The Dark Lord then moved his gaze towards the rear end of the room as the doors opened to show Wormtail pointing his wand to a teenage muggle boy in dirty and tattered clothes who was carrying a blue orb with a dazed and crazy look.

The Dark Lord then stood up and imperiously walked towards the muggle who was forced to bow by the Imperius curse and old out the orb towards the serpentine looking man, the Dark Lord took the orb and then pointed his wand and said. "Deprimo" and in a flash of purple light the man was blown to bloody bits of gore.

"You are all dismissed for now but Lucius Malfoy," the Dark Lord hissed out vanishing the filthy remains striding towards his chair and waited for the rest of the Death Eaters to file out.

()()()()

Lucius stood there patiently waiting until the last Death Eater Bellatrix Lestrange, a newly escaped convict of Azkaban giving him a scathing look had left. He then approached his Lord and waited patiently while the Dark Lord looked at the orb.

Voldemort gazed at the mysterious orb, his ruby red eyes maliciously gazed around the ruined room taking in Lucius stiff posture before returning to look at the orb and grinned, he would find out what the prophecy finally said and make sure he would never be defeated again. Waving a privacy ward around him he then tapped the orb with his wand and the blue mist in the orb spread out and spoke with a females wispy voice...

"The one with the power to vanquish the Spirit of the Dark approaches. … Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies … and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not … and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can die while the other survives. … The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord and the spirit of Dark will be born as the seventh month dies…

Voldemort smirked triumphantly, so Harry Potter was supposed to defeat him, he would be no challenge, until something caught his attention, "and either must die at the hand of the other for neither die while the other survives," It was Voldemort's then that Dark Lord paused and thought over the line, he could not be successfully defeated by any other but Harry Potter and only Harry could make sure is continued immortality and if he was removed alive and in a flash Voldemort knew how to get rid of his supposed equal permanently while ensuing his survival, and the only way that Voldemort could survive is by continuing Harry's survival. Dispelling the ward he waved Lucius forward.

"Lucius, come forward I have a task for you" the Dark Lord said, watching as the blonde Death Eater bowed and straighten himself a look of eagerness across his face.

"I have an idea on how to get rid of Potter permanently and tarnish his reputation enough to never be a beacon of hope ever again, while also getting rid of Dumbledore" Voldemort hissed gleefully, the idea swimming marvelously in his head.

"Lucius, I want you to set a trap in a busy muggle town near Surrey."

"My lord that is extremely close to the Potter boy," Lucius stated carefully

Voldemort grinned any other Death Eater would have been tortured on the spot for impertinence but he knew that Lucius Malfoy was loyal and that Lucius would never betray him.

"I know, I want you to do the following however it must be kept highly secret do this and you will be richly rewarded in the new kingdom to arise," Voldemort smirked, watching as his loyal right hand stand up straight with praise.

"The first stage will be Harry Potters disappearance from the magical world, I have a ritual in mind that can deal with Potter permanently. This will cause the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore in a frenzied search for their savior. When this Happens I will leak information that a sighting of Harry Potter was spotted in Croydon making his way to London a day after he disappears. You are to take a few discrete Death Eaters and go to Croydon near Surrey and use the Imperious on the muggle police force in the area and implant the idea that Albus Dumbledore is a terrorist carrying a bomb to Government offices in London. Implant the order to kill Albus Dumbledore and any associates on sight, raise wards to prevent magical transport, when Dumbledore realizes the wards you are to cast an avian aversion charm that will kill all birds magical and mundane with the dark ward "Aviarius Interitus."

Lucius stood there with shock and awe at what he was hearing, the plan will allow them to kill Dumbledore and take out the nasty brat in a space of a few days.

"With the world largely ignoring us and accusing Harry and Dumbledore as liars the Ministry has no real reason to believe the idea of my return to power and it will be easy to take over with no resistance."

()()()()

It was nearing dawn near ancient circle of stones, and in the circle seven naked muggles of different ages and genders stood their hands bound and feet trapped in a circle. In the outer rim the Dark Lord and his most trusted inner circle stood in ritual robes their wands pointed toward the terrified people stood, chanting an ancient ritual the "Alio itinere mundi" a ritual powered by blood and sacrifice an ancient magic also involving bowl holding a flame, a bowl of water, a empty bowl to symbolize the air and a bowl for earth. The chanting grew and the elements whipped around them and flew into the sky with the power.

Magica a tenebris hostis noster est, Angelus tenebrarum accipe hostis prophetabant.

Domine rogamus nomine seponere ac tenebris ad lucem in mundo fuit nostri.

Nostri hostes eorum, ut a Harry Potter James

inimici nostri, ut in elementis mundi, mittet angelum tenebris.

hostis noster elementis mundi, non redit

contractum sigillum ad ultimum vicissim septuplum sacrificium unum inimicum.

magia ligati, et non revertar,

ne in tenebris, ut denuo ad regnum.

The death eaters sealed the ritual casting severing curses towards the muggles. The muggles stood their horror on their faces before it went slack and their heads rolled off like puppets with cut strings, they fell and in a flash of light with the price of blood and sacrifice, the contract was completed and the demon of the dark was appeased and sent his messenger. The Dark Lord triumphant and with a vicious glee watched as the dark being rose from the ground, ice and helplessness spreading like a plague. The creature stopped its ascent and turned toward the dark lord bowed its head in acknowledgment and went after the target.

()()()()

It was July 31st 1994 and it was on this dark, stormy night at 4 Privet Drive that a boy had just gained another year to his life, this boy who was nearly a man had dark messy hair of the deepest ebony and the most brilliant green eyes that shone eerily in the light. The boy had a pale complexion and high cheek bones that was common to the most aristocratic pure bloods of Wizarding Great Britain was purple from the bruise his Uncle gave him for burning the meat the previous night. The teenager was skinny with lithe muscles from his Quidditch runs and exercises as well as the chores his family set out for him. There a fifteen year old Harry Potter lay there awake from another nightmare featuring the death of his classmate's death at the end of the horrid tournament he was forced into.

Not wanting to go back to sleep and not wanting to get dressed into his cousins former clothes of baggy jeans and too large of shirts, Harry opted to wear his white shirt from school and his black slacks and loafers and a plain black robe and a cloak. Taking a look at his clock saw that dawn was soon arriving. The storm continued out side unabated and getting worse. Harry wanted to get his half baked plan into action and get away from Privet drive and the Wizarding World, Harry could not take it anymore, he needed to get away from his callous family and away from friends who won't write back to him. With being attacked by two school teachers, a troll, a basilisk and the cherry on top his forced participation in the return of the Dark Lords rise to power, his survival instinct kicked in. If he was not safe in one of the supposed safest place in the world, and if his relatives can beat him and house elves who can pop in and out what was to stop a Pure blood family to order their elf's to go and kidnap Harry or slip poison into his food.

Harry took out his wand strapped it in his new wand holster that his godfather had given him last year in the mail. Harry always felt a heavy pang when he thought of his godfather, shaking these thoughts away. Harry also put his invisibility cloak aside ready to go. Harry then got Hedwig into her cage, put his families pensieve away and broom sticks and into the large trunk his Godfather gave to him from his family vault at Gringotts.

This type trunk was rare, the knowledge to make these trunks was lost in a purge a previous Dark Lord had initiated in the Wizarding world. This trunk had permanent expansion charm as well as innate magic touch to initiate a shrinking charm, Sirius gave this to Harry never knowing how useful that was going to be to help his best friends son escape from the Wizarding World. Sirius had also put some advanced magic books and tomes and a training dummy, a box full of dueling robes and the Black family wands.

The trunk looked like a mahogany chest, it was something you would see at the end of a bed in a place like the palace in Versailles. The trunk had two layers, the first layer was like a normal trunk. The second had a large area about forty meter square feet in a perfect square divided like a small apartment, with a ladder, the area had a bedroom with a double bed and a kitchenette, bathroom and best of all he could do magic inside, Sirius the mischief maker had quietly mentioned this to Harry the in a letter.

Harry had made a stealthy trip to Gringotts Bank and emptied his trust vault and family vault into a expansion chest, the goblins were not happy with this decision but made no move to stop after confirming his identity and magical signature. Harry now had the Potter fortune in his trunk along with the entire collection of books and spell tomes belonging to his family.

When it was all done, Harry made his way stealthily down the stairs and quietly slipped out into the back yard. Unaware of the two order members that where too busy talking to pay attention to the odd sight of rain being parted in mid air, using the cold rain and thunder to help hide the noise he was making and using the cloak to hide from everyone.

It was a couple of kilometers away from Privet drive that Harry stopped taking the invisibility cloak off and looked around finding himself near a forest near the housing estate, shrugging his shoulders Harry walked in to the forest unaware of a dark entity following him.

The forest was quiet and freezing cold, ice was forming and a horrible sense of sadness overcome Harry. He realized to late what the effects where before terror gripped him, he took out his wand and spun in a circle. Then the screams started, "Not Harry, please not my baby," a woman pleaded, "Step aside silly girl" a High pitched voice said, "No take me, just leave my baby alone," the woman sobbed and then the high pitched voice laughed and said "Avada Kedavra," Harry awoke to see the demonic visage of a Dementor like being appear and instead of taking his soul, wrapped the unconscious boy in the cloak and flew to the sky, and the last thing Harry remembered was a flash of light and pain then nothing.

()()()()

The sky was stormy and overcast lightning and thunder rolling in the distance over the sea of Azulon as a Sato speedboat literally sped through the waves with tight maneuvers, the driver of the boat was a seventeen year old girl, She had tan colored skin and had light blue eyes that shone anywhere they looked but now was wet with tears and frustration and a cute nose that fitted nice on to her slim heart shaped face with pouted lips drawn thin with anger. Her dark brown hair was up into a pony tail with the parts of her hair on either side was done into ponytails with blue clasps, The girl was wearing a blue tank top that was tight fitting show off her womanly curves and biceps.

The girl was named Korra of Tonraq and Senna, named in the Water tribe fashion, but what was most unusual to this girl was that she was the Avatar, the bridge between the mundane world and the spirit world, the only being on the planet that can bend all four elements of, fire, air, water, earth. The Avatar was to bring balance to the world and to keep it that way. Korra however was having a tough time doing this, her Uncle the ruler of the Northern Water tribe wanted to combine the Northern Water tribe and the Southern Water tribe back into one Nation with him as a ruler, his reasoning being the recent attacks of dark spirits on the Southern Water tribes.

Her uncle Unalaq said that this was because the Southern Water tribe was abandoning the old ways and not about the proper forms, and used the attack on the Water Glacial festival which used honor spirits but was just now another public festival as a reason to reunite the two ethnic groups into one nation.

When Korra found out about her fathers arrest she went to see her uncle about releasing them or trial but things went south when the southern "rebels" attacked the palace in a attempt to kidnap the chief of the Northern Tribe. Events spiraled from there and Korra and her friends Asami Sato, Bolin and her now ex-boyfriend Mako, went to Republic City to get help from the President Raiko to aid the Southern Water tribe against the Northern Invaders. Needless to say President Raiko said that the Republic cannot interfere with the internal state of affairs of the Water Nation.

What stung Korra the most was the break up with her boyfriend, Mako choosing work over of his girlfriend and stating that while he liked Korra he never loved her but loved Asami and it was Korra's fault that she had got between them in jealousy, he told her to never see him again. That was the biggest betrayal, tears flowing from her eyes.

Her heart would not stop hurting, ruthlessly pushed her tears away and then brought her thoughts back to her current goal, to seek help from the Fire Nation and to seek audience from the current Fire Lord Inara, daughter of the Previous Fire Lord Zuko.

Glancing at the map she realized the she must be reaching the outer islands that marked the borders of the Fire Nation. Korra's single minded track musings made her lose attention to her surroundings until she heard the whooshing air of an ice spear zoom past.

"What the Spirits" Korra exclaimed, glancing over her shoulders toward two figures in the distance eerily matching the speed of the boat, Korra turned the boat in to a three hundred and sixty turn to face her attackers, to her dismay it was her cousins The water Prince Desna and his sister water Princess Eska attacking her boat on ice boards.

"You took my turtle-dove Bolin away from me, you foul chicken-pig for this you will pay," Eska shouted her appearance a mess. Throwing a slab of ice towards Korra.

"What, are you crazy, stop this, I'm your bloody cousin for spirits sake and I didn't take Bolin away from you Eska if you remeber he broke up with you." Korra yelled ducking the slab.

"You're a liar Korra, you like him and so decided take him away from me," Eska screamed responding with ice daggers which Korra blocked by pulling up an ice wall.

"He is in Republic City with Varrick now, and anyway I never took him." Korra screeched.

"STOP LYING" Eska returned with another slab of ice being thrown towards Korra.

Korra melted the slab of ice, forgetting about Desna who made a sweeping motion with his arms and stuck the boat a water whip splitting it into two.

Korra was dumped into the sea, quickly getting her bearing she and made a water twister while simultaneously lashing out with air blasts that knocked Desna off his ice board, Eska dodged and responded with ice spears, Korra swept her arms in front of her still maintaining the water twister with a fire wall to melt the ice spears, and then she did four quick fire punches sending blasts of fire toward Eska while Desna reformed his ice board back.

Korra then bended the water twister higher, Desna blocked the fire punches toward his sister with a water wall which Eska then used to make water discs to disrupt the integrity of Korra's twister.

Korra felt the twister starting to fail out and with a panicked shout fell back into the ocean, not getting a breath of air she started swallowing sea water, Feeling heavy Korra was losing consciousness before the Avatar mechanism took over and her eyes flashed open and the light blue eyes glowing white.

Desna and Eska watched the spot the Korra had fallen, indifference spreading over their faces. Desna turned to his sister.

"Well sister it seems as if our task for father is done." Desna deadpanned.

"Yes, father will be pleased, the Avatar is no longer alive, it is time for us to leave." Eska replied equally serious.

Turning with her brother back toward the direction they came. They had only got a few meters away before feeling the water around them being pulled back. Desna and Eska looked at each other with confusion before realizing what was happening their face's turning to fear, hoping it was not their cousin in the Avatar State, It would be nigh impossible to defeat her.

Looking back over their shoulders they froze at the sight of the blank face of their cousin Korra with white glowing eyes emerging from the water in an air spout raising her arms above her head creating a tidal wave then bending it toward Eska and Desna. They had little time to react before being sucked into the wave pushing them miles away from Korra.

Korra felt the Avatar state recede and tiredness starting to roll over her fatigued body get her. Spotting a tropical island nearby Korra let the twister collapse letting her fall into the sea, Korra then formed her own ice board and before making her way knowing that she wasn't to far away from the island she made her way there just noticing that the stormy overcast sky was getting worse.

AN: I hope you have enjoyed the first chapter, beware that I will not accept flames. Criticism or praise is welcome but flames will be deleted and ignored.

Here is a translation of the Ritual:

By Magic, and the dark, take our enemy, let the dark messenger, take the prophesied enemy.

We ask in the name of our lord of dark to take the son of light and banish him to a world not of our own. Take our enemy, called by those as Harry James Potter. Take our enemy to the world of elements, send the dark messenger. Take our enemy to the world of elements, never to return. We seal this contract with the ultimate sacrifice of seven lives in return to take the one enemy away.

Bound by magic, never to return, allow the dark to once more reign.