AN: Sorry for the delay Everyone, I have been busy lately. This is a rather Powerful, Political Harry at first, but that is likely to change later on. Tek Out

(London)

A man walked down the street thinking about his past, he had medium length Black Hair with startling green eyes, a wiry figure and his expression was somewhere between nostalgic and sad, this man was Harry Potter.

Harry walked down the streets near his home. It had been four years since the fall of Voldemort at the Battle of Hogwarts and he was still feeling the repercussions. He sighed thinking about his death just before the battle and rolled up his sleeve, there just under the inside of his wrist was the dreaded Deathly Hallows mark, he was the Master of Death.

He snorted as he thought about his first actually meeting with death.

(Flashback)

Harry woke up in a gloomy graveyard "Oh shit, its fourth year all over again" "Not quite Master" Harry turned to the voice only to see a woman in a cloak, she had long black hair, violet eyes which twinkled with amusement and her skin was deathly pale "Master? You're Death then" the woman nodded "And I have been waiting to contact you Master". Harry sat down in one of the two seats as Death sat in the other "So why have you waited to contact me? Why not contact me as soon as I took control of the Hallows?".

Death let out a melodious laugh "Oh my master, so many questions, if I didn't know better, I'd have said that you were your friend in disguise" Harry blushed "But none the less, I had to wait to see if you would use the Hallows like the others, as you didn't you passed the test, congratulations my Master". Harry blinked "Huh, well shit, so what does being your master entail? I believe this is a rather important question".

Death sighed "Well, I think this is the most important one, you can no longer age or die" Harry looked at her in shock for a second before a resigned sigh escaped him "Is that why after I got stabbed last week, I woke up perfectly fine in my room the next day?" she nodded, and he placed his head in his hands "Will I ever be Normal?" she got up and walked over, she pulled him into a hug.

He flinched for a second before relaxing into the surprisingly motherly hug, Death pulled back so that she could look him in the eyes "Hadrian, my dear, sweet Master, you don't ever want to be normal, you would go insane, and always remember, you are never alone, I will always be by your side" Harry nodded and relaxed in her embrace.

(Flashback Ends)

Harry chuckled "Only I could be mothered by Death herself" he shook his head fondly until he heard those words, the words of his childhood being directed at someone "Look at the freak" "She does all those freaky things" "The headmistress said to stop her doing them" "Let's get her" the other voices shouted in confirmation, Harry leaped over the gate and growled as he saw 5 boy about the age of 9 chasing 1 little girl around the age of 5.

He rush over releasing part of his aura, causing the boys and girl to look at him with awe and fear "What do you think you are doing?" the boys gulped "J-J-Just playing around" the other boys nodded, Harry's scowl deepened, and his aura got larger "Playing huh? So then, when did I hear you calling her a freak?" they froze "Um, cause that's what everyone calls her, even the Headmistress" what they didn't know was that Harry had put his mobile on record mode, he raised an eyebrow "Really?" the boys nodded.

Harry looked over the girl who looked nervous until he winked at her sneakily, she blinked as he turned back to the boys "I don't see anything freaky about her, she looks like a regular little girl to me" he turned off the recorder "Now, run along back home and if I hear about anymore bullying" he gave the boys stern looks "I will be telling your parents about what you have done" they blinked "We're all orphans mister" Harry blinked before smiling sadly.

"So that is something we all have in common huh? I'm Harry Potter, and I too am an orphan, no run along back to the orphanage and stop bullying others, yea?" the boys nodded looking down in shame before running off. The girl looked at him curiously "Are you a superhero?" Harry blinked "No, why?" "Well I saw some Superheroes on the T.V in a store I passed, and they saved people and because you saved me…" Harry smiled "You thought I was a superhero" she nodded "Nah, I'm no hero, just a guy trying to live a life my way, what's your name?".

The girl looked down and rubbed her arm shyly "T-T-Tatsumaki, I don't have a second name, my Sister and I are stuck at the orphanage because my powers were discovered, my parents couldn't stand the idea of Abnormal children" she said bitterly, Harry looked her over, her hair was a unique forest green which fell into curls and she was wearing a black dress, her eyes though, were the same shade as his, h smiled sadly "Do you want to hear my childhood? I doubt it is much better than yours".

She eyed him for a second before nodding, he sat on a bench and she sat beside him, he sighed "Now my story starts off when I was only a year and a half years old, my parents and I lived in a small cottage in a village called Godric's Hallow, now the night of all hallows eve that year a terrorist who my parents had been fighting against found us. He killed my father, then my mother, and then he tried to kill me, but something went wrong, a power from inside me rebounded his attack, destroying his body, though his soul escaped, the Headmaster of the school my parents went to took me to my only living relatives, the Dursleys".

Tatsumaki blinked at the bitter venom in his tone "They hated me, because like my parents I had powers, I was a freak to them, that was my name until I was five, freak do this, freak do that, freaks don't get to go to the hospital, freaks shouldn't take back to normal people" she had tears in her eyes "But finally when I was elevens years old, a letter came to my house addressed to Harry Potter, cupboard under the stairs, which is where I slept" he smiled "My uncle burned it and over the next couple of days hundreds of them were deliver, my uncle finally cracked and drove us out to a remote island".

Harry chuckled "less than 3 hours after we arrived, a giant of a man, must have been almost 11 feet tall bust down the door, do you know what he told me?" she shook her head, completely entranced by this man's story "He looked me dead in the eyes and said in the most accented voice I'd ever heard, you're a Wizard, 'Arry" Tatsumaki giggled at the accent "So after a bit of proof about wizards and witches, I decided sure, why not, it gets me away from the Dursleys. Unfortunately for me, my Headmaster was a manipulative old man, he sent me back to the Dursleys every summer until he died in my 6th year at the school, I found out the year after that he was raising me to be a martyr".

Tatsumaki blinked "What's a martyr?" Harry sighed and looked at her, she saw sadness in his eyes "A martyr is someone who gives up their life for a cause" she gasped "The worst part is, I became a martyr, I had died, I don't know why I came back" she hugged him, she didn't understand why she had, she just did, he looked at her in surprise before wrapping an arm around her, they sat like that for a few minutes before his smiled at her So what is your Sister's name? and you are from Japan right?".

Tatsumaki nodded "We are and her name is Fubuki" Harry smiled "well, you'd best get back to the orphanage, I hope to see you again Tatsumaki, and maybe your Sister as well" she blinked before smiling "I hope to see you again as well Mr Potter" he rolled his eyes "Just harry is fine Tatsumaki" she blinked and nodded "And for you, just call me Tatsu, I can see that it is hard for you to pronounce me name properly" he blinked and smiled as she ran off "I wonder" he quickly headed home to Floo to Gringotts.