Summary: Harry Potter's mother Lily Potter nee Evans was a descendent of the ancient line of Overlords. She never knew of her heritage due to not having the proper catalyst for it to awaken. Voldermort's spell and Harry's mistreatment by the Dursleys however awakened his blood. And now he must claim the Overlord throne as is his birthright.

I do not own Harry Potter or Overlord they are owned by their respective creators.

Prologue:

It began on October 31, 1981. On that day, Lord Voldermort, the greatest Dark Lord in history, was defeated by a child of barely one year old. That child's name was Harry James Potter. He was the child of James Potter and Lily Potter nee Evans. This event however was not the most important event that was to happen that cold night in October.

Albus Dumbledore had just arrived on Privet Drive in Little Whinging, England. Dumbledore had just finished darkening the street when he spotted a tabby cat waiting on the porch of Number 4. "Hello, Minerva, pleasure to see you here on such an apiaceous occasion."

The tabby leaped off the porch and turned into a woman of 70 years. "Hello, Albus, is it true that You-Know-Who has been defeated?"

"Yes, it is true, but the cost may have been too high. Both James and Lily are dead and their son is now an orphan."

The arrival of a flying motorcycle interrupted their conversation. Both turned to see a giant of a man step off the bike holding a small bundle. "Professors, good to see you, I thought that I might have stumbled into a trap."

Dumbledore responded, "Hagrid, pleasure to see you as well, I trust that your trip was uneventful with no unfortunate stops?"

"No problems, Professor, the little tyke had fallen asleep when I passed over Dover."

"Excellent Hagrid, may I see him?"

"Here you go Professor," Hagrid replies has he hands over the bundle to Dumbledore, during the movement a bit of cloth falls to the side revealing a baby with black hair and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

"Thank you, Hagrid, now I must go and give him to his only remaining relatives." Dumbledore than walks over to Number 4 Privet Drive and sets the baby on the doorstep.

"Albus are you certain that putting the boy here is a good idea. I have watched them all day long and they are the worst sort of muggle I have ever had the pleasure of observing," McGonagall said as she walked alongside.

Dumbledore looked at her, "They are the only family he has left, and he must be placed with them to remain safe from any of Voldermort's supporters."

"I have that same fear but don't you think he would be better protected at Hogwarts or even with one of us at least until things die down then we can place him somewhere else."

"I wish it were otherwise but for the greater good he must be placed here and nowhere else."

"Alright, but what about his fame, by the time he attends Hogwarts, there won't be a single person that won't know his name or face?"

"Another reason to place him here, growing up without knowing about it will make him humble rather than arrogant."

"Very well, I understand your argument but I still disagree with it," McGonagall returned to stand next to Hagrid.

Dumbledore placed the child on the front step along with a letter and then left the property. Together, he and McGonagall apparated away while Hagrid started up the bike and then flew off into the night.

Another group however was also on Privet Drive that night, a small impish creature wearing a raggedy robe and wielding a mage stone approached the bundle. "So this is the next Overlord, little tiny but he will grow." As the imp reached toward the bundle a shield of magic formed around a bundle, "What is this? A shield but not from the boy," then the imp saw the letter, "so apparently someone else wishes to protect the boy but only from outside interference if the design is to be believed. Well I guess that this requires some observation. Giblet, Mortis, Grubby." Three other small impish creatures show up in flashes of red, brown, and blue.

"Gnarl have you located the new Master," Mortis questions.

"Yes, I have but someone else has put an outside intervention ward on him which it seems is preventing us from taking him so we will watch over him until the ward has worn off."

With that said the group of Minions, loyal servants of the Overlord returned to the Netherworld tower to prepare for the eventual arrival of their Master and to watch him grow in the hands of the Dursleys.