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Death. It was neither cold nor hot. Neither white or black. Limited and limitless. The beginning and the end. Very few things affected death. Love and fate are but two forces that can, one which governs the universe and the other that drives miracles. These are forces and powers that very very few beings could comprehend fully. So when twelve year old Harrison James Potter was thrown into deaths domain via the so called Veil of Death down in the bowels of the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Mysteries, it was a forgone conclusion that he had no idea what was going on. He only knew the day after saving Ginny and tricking Lucius Malfoy into freeing Dobby, he was arrested by Aurors and taken straight to a room very deep in the ministry where he saw the Minister, Lucius Malfoy, a toad in a pink cardigan and Dumbledore. All with different expressions from the Ministers happy smile to Dumbledores triumphant smile. He was put in a body bind and after being told he was convicted of the petrifications at Hogwarts he was sentenced to Death via the Veil and was levitated through.

"Ah, young Harrison James Potter. I did not expect to see you for many years and especially not in the way you have come. Hmm. Interesting." Said a voice that came from every direction in what could only be described by Harry as a void, since he was…you know…Dead.

The voice responded immediately to that thought. "You are not dead young one, though you are not alive either. You in between life and death. Between the tic and the toc of time. You have been thrown through the Veil of Death. A portal to the realm of the dead used to judge the soul of a person. Normally you would be dead since a price must be paid, but you had a soul shard in that cursed scar, so we have some flexibility with you."

Harry's mind was going a mile a second, making connections that he normally wouldn't have made. He was suppose to die, but he had a soul shard in his scar. It didn't take a genius to work out what that was since the words pretty much spoke for them selves. And since it was in his scar that could only mean Tom Riddle aka Voldemort. Question was what happened now.

And once again the voice which he guesses was Death, answered. "Next is you make a choice. You can go onto death and be with your parents or you can go to another realm."

Never had he been this tempted, unlike Voldemort's promise to bring his parents back and the parents in the Mirror during his first year at Hogwarts, this was a real option and he could be with them. How many nights had he wished to meet them, to see them, to hear them to actually feel a real hug full of Love and not Mrs. Weasley or Hermione's bone crushing hugs. But on the other hand was he ready to stop living? Sure his life had royally and unreservedly sucked up till now. Be the punching bag of the Dursley's, the constant death encounters in the supposedly "safest place in the world." But if he went some where else he would be away from the Dursley's, away from Dumbledore and Snape. He would be free. Both choices so tempting, but he needed more information.

"Am I allowed to know about this new realm? Umm…Death. Sir?" Harry asked out-loud for the first time.

There was a moment of silence before the voice of Death spoke. "This realm is very different. It is a realm where magic is practiced more openly. It is a different kind of magic, more battle oriented rather than used for everyday things. Magic is not hidden from those without magic. They don't have schools for magic but they have Guilds which take jobs that pay for a service the mage performs. There were dragons of different elements that thought their magic to humans and they became known as dragon slayers, same with Gods. There are good and bad people there. "

Harry absorbed all this and the implications of it. And while he was glad that he would still be able to do magic he had one question that needed to be answered, since when magic is involved anything is possible.

"Will I ever go back to the world I was in?"

"Yes. And that brings the next part of the discussion. You are tied to Tom Riddle by a True Prophecy, you are fated to battle each other and only once can survive. You will be summoned back to this world against your will. The question is will you be strong enough to survive until that time and your destiny?"

"How do I beat a Dark Lord who terrorized an entire country with decades more experience than me in magic I have never even thought could exist! Dumbledore and the so call teachers didn't exactly train me in anything!"

"True. But there are several factors that can play in your favor. The first is you are going to a place where your magic is meant for battles, you can learn more there about fighting and battles in a year than hundred years in this world. Secondly is you have been thrown through the veil which has stripped you of everything which includes the Soul Shard which was leaching about twenty one percent of your magic and the binding that Albus Dumbledore put on your core because he was afraid the Soul Shard would become powerful enough to overtake you if your magic was not restricted. The binding, which would be more accurately called a restrictor, restricted your body to be able to use up to sixty percent of your magic. Which means you were only able to use forty percent of your magic. And those Soul Shard and Restrictor acted as a constant weight on your magic muscle. With them gone your power will be exponentially stronger. Not to mention that jackass Snape was feeding you a mild senility potion once a week at dinner, which didn't make you stupid but it basically stopped you from making the intuitive leaps and connecting facts and information."

He was stunned. He wasn't the top of class but in practical application of spells he was pretty high up there. Not to mention even with that potion he regularly got exceeds expectations on his essays. So to not have those handicaps and to be able to learn magic. He had a destiny, he didn't really care about that to be honest, he cared about one thing. Could he get a people that would love him. It was the one thing he craved beyond all others, but in a world of good and bad magic users he would need to be strong to protect his family. His choice was made before he could even consciously make it. He was going to live.

"What do I have to do Mr. Death?" Harry asked with conviction, ready to start this next journey.

"I will send you to a place that has been forgotten, a library with books in lost magic. Know that this library will disappear in four years. If you want to keep anything in there you will have to find a magic to help you. You will have to learn to hunt and fish for your food as the nearest town is a very long way away. I can not fix your scars however I will fix your brittle bones and malnutrition. And lastly when you are ready to journey make your way to Fairy Tail Guild, you can save them, but only if you become strong enough. And when considering Magics maybe think of imagination and Faeries. Good luck young one. I hope not to see you until your appointed time." Death stayed and with a feeling of force he was gone from the void.

After Harry James was gone, Death appeared in the void as a tall handsome man in a Tux and he was joined by two women. A women with deep red hair and one with golden curls.

"Are you sure this will work Brother?" The golden haired woman asked Death.

"Yes. He is the chosen. Thanks to your prophecy, Fate, he will destroy Tom Riddle. In fact because the Soul Shard was thrown in the Veil all the shards have been dispelled due to the properties of sympathetic magic. Once he gains a body he will be mortal again. And if Harry can complete the quest of his ancestors he will gain Death God Slayer magic which if mastered can kill Acnologia and Zeref. Three immortals will finally go back to the cycle for judgement. He will help Fairy Tail while the main part of the Guild is in stasis thanks to Fairy Sphere."

"How will he be strong enough to accomplish all this?" The red haired women asked curiously.

"Well Love, if he didn't have the soul shard and restrictor his magic right now would be D class if he was rated on Earthland scale. But thanks to both of those with them now gone his power is B class. In seven years when Makarov returns he will be SS-Class. His magic is now instinctively in survivor mode. As he continues to push his mind, body and magic it will grow as efficient as possible obliterating any limits he has. Because his magic was originally from a universe where it's so versatile it will keep the potential in this realm where most mages only learn a few Magic's, he will learn many Magics. And if his is half as clever as I think he is, he will find a way to take the Lost Books of magic with him before that library disappears to nature. When he has settled down he will bring the Lost Magic back into the world."

The women now identified as Love thought about the boys potential. While her Power was in some ways the most potent and powerful, she could not make people love each other, she merely made openings and if the people took them consciously or sub-consciously that was there choice. He would ensure that Harrison James Potter has those opportunities, if anyone deserved Love it was him.

Death and Fate both knew what Love was thinking and just shook their heads. They all left to their duties.

Dying was easy, it was coming back from dying that hurt a lot Harry thought. It took over an hour for him to be able to move after the pain wracking his body faded. He sat up and found he was in a library like Mr. Death said and he was wearing a pair of pants and shirt with no shoes. Looking around he saw the library was at least three stories tall and there were four hallways going out in each direction. He was excited, he was starting on an adventure, a journey that was the rest of his life.

Harry spent the rest of the day exploring the library and surrounding area. The library was six stories tall, three on top and three underground. It was I. The middle of a forest that had a lake about two miles in one direction and a river a about four miles in the other direction. He really would be living off the land for a while. When he was exploring the library he found it wasn't just about magic it had other books such as math, literature, history and so much more. So his plan was to spend the next month learning how to survive in the wild and basic magic. From there he would have the foundation to know what magic he was interested in and he wouldn't die of starvation, which was a plus in his book.

And that was how a month passed by. He read about hunting and fishing, and since he didn't have a projectile weapon he also learned trap making. From there he learned how to make fire without a match or spell and learned how to dress a kill. By the end of the month he was adept at making rabbit stew and catching fish from the river. He was glad for that first month of learning how to survive, it was building the confidence in his self that the Dursley's had tried to stamp out. During his days he hunted, fished and foraged but also he worked out. He ran as far as he could and marked it so he could surpass it the next time. He carried heavy rocks and logs. He did basic calisthenics he remembered from his world. He switched the running and the heavy lifting every day slowly gaining endurance.

It was in the afternoon and during the night he studied magic and he found he was a natural at it and he was fascinated by it, creating a thirst that was almost unquenchable. In this world magic was done with out wands or staff, though it seemed like those did exist. To utilize Magic, a Mage must use the Magic Power in their body. Magic Power is the source of Power for all Mages, it is composed of Ethernano. Every Mage has a container inside their body that determines the limits of their Magic Power. In the case that it becomes empty, Ethernano comes from the atmosphere and enters the Mages' body and, after a while, their Magic Power is returned to normal. Harry has learned there was caster magic, holder magic and ancient spell. It ranged from the basic elemental magic to time or space Magic's and everything in between. In that first month Harry decided to learn Air Magic and it's variation Wind and Airspace magic. He had taken to meditating before bed to calm his mind after the things he learned, and after the first week of deciding to learn elemental magic first he had thought about it and he was most comfortable while flying so he chose air magic. It took him a week after deciding this to be able to do even a gust of wind but each day he learned from his mistakes and his triumphs and by the end of the month he had his Wind Magic down and moved on to Air and Airspace Magic. These were learned by the end of the second month and made his hunting easier and allowed him to hunt deer in the area, it also showed him that his physical training was helping his magic.

This would set the pattern for the next four years, he would learn everything he could about everything that crossed his mind. He focused on Magic's that he thought a faeries would have as Mr. Death asked and battles. He learned that it was important to have magic that would deal heavy damage so he learned gravity and light magic. He thought that next would be defense and learned nullification magic and magic barriers. He thought of fairies and learned illusion, stealth, sleep and telekinesis magic. And then he learned a way to take the library with him, he learned the Spatial Magic "Transport" which had the ability to move people and objects into he own personal pocket dimension. After learning this he sought to learn one Lost Magic. It was to make sure he had a place for the library as he wasn't sure if the building itself would disappear so he spent six months learning Arc of Embodiment, which gave physical form to anything he could imagine. So by using this in his pocket dimension he was able to create a replica of the library and spent months moving books and such. With learning transport he gained understanding of spatial magic and was able to learn two others, requip which he kept the current books he was reading plus so ether essentials and he created his first magic, portal magic, the ability to open a green circular portal to wherever you had in mind but you had to have a destination firmly in mind else it wouldn't work.

At the end of his four years he had grown so much, a balanced diet and his physical workouts made him just under six feet when he was sixteen and looked like a swimmer build. Half way through his time in the library he found books on hand to hand combat and with help from his Arc of Embodiment he was able to create the dummies from the book and practice from the diagrams, which also lead to fighting with weapons including a spear and swords. His Arc of Embodiment was his greatest training tool, it allowed him to stretch his imagination and create targets and scenarios to train his other Magic's. At the end of his fourth year being in Earthland the building he had spent his time in seemed to sink and crumbled into the earth becoming one with the land.

When Harry woke up the next day he found a simple note next to his little cottage he made that simple said "find and join Fairy Tail." After reading a note he guessed was from Mr. Death he knew the next adventure was just about to begin.

A/N: I am back to writing and it will probably be rough for a few chapters. Constructive criticism welcome, flames are not. You don't like the story, don't read it.

this will be a harem story. No women from Harry Potter will be in the harem.

I will also have a new HP/Bleach story up in the next week so look out for that one.

and just Incase you think that Harry is to OP with learning so many Magic's, a reminder that Jellial learned I believe 12magics according to Fairy Tail Wikia

Harrys Magic

Gravity magic

Light magic

Illusion magic

Air magic (Air/Airspace/Wind)

Arc of embodiment

Sleep magic

Spatial magic (transport/requip/portal)

Stealth

Telekinesis

Nullification magic

Magic Barrier

Decomposition Magic (this is based on The irregular at Magic High Schools Shiba Tatsuya. And Harry won't learn this till later)