Even When I Stopped for Death
Chapter 1: It had to happen at some point…
When Tenrou Island had been devastated by a storm which almost saw the entire island drowned, nothing happened. The local flora and fauna survived and the nonexistent human inhabitants remained nonexistent. When Red Lizard settled the island and subsequently reshaped a part of the island in order to build their homes, nothing happened. All that lived remained living, that which didn't wasn't asked. When Blue Skull massacred the entire island's humanoid population (except for the lone survivor) which meant a lot of explosions and other generally peace-disturbing things, nothing happened. The animals and plants took back that which the humans had taken and the lone survivor left.
All things considered it had to be said that Tenrou Island was a place where things didn't happen. Which was why it was only logical that Fairy Tail installed their immortality tree at that location, their first master's grave was just an added bonus. However, in X784 something happened.
There are very few things that could actually register to those who exiled themselves to the depths of their own minds, the fact that this particular exile's world had already died and been reshaped seven times was one of these things that hadn't registered. The Fairy Tail tree which kept its members from dying whilst on Tenrou Island, was nothing to someone who had felt magic try and take their life in the most direct way possible. However, certain things always remain as triggers, things that the exile really (doesn't) like(s). In this case someone proclaimed themselves to be trained by a god, which really annoyed this particular exile. Eyes with the colour of death opened for the first time since before the dawn of this particular world's time. "Fucking hell, that bloody fucking cushioning charm wore off!"
Makarov Dreyar was old. He was old enough to have been present when Mavis Vermillion lived, though he had been only an infant at the time. And as one of his brats fought a clearly far more powerful opponent whilst he was unable to properly assist because he had been defeated by his old mentor, he felt all 88 of those years weighing down on him. But he hadn't been the third master of Fairy Tail because he stopped fighting when his body started protesting, he hadn't devoted his life to his brats continued wellbeing just to give up when the times seemed at their darkest, he wasn't done yet.
Zancrow was having the time of his life, as he usually did when he was burning stuff. One of the benefits of being a mentally disturbed pyromaniac with enough internal firepower (literally and figuratively) to burn just about anything was that happiness wasn't often more than an 'accidental' bit of fire away. As such, burning a fire dragon slayer whilst consuming said lizard-spawn's own pathetic attempts at fire for extra fuel was just about equal to consuming the nectar of the gods to him. For Zancrow, life was good. And as the universe dictates, such moments must be ruined. He was sure that bloody relic was as close to dead whilst still being alive that if he had a coffin he'd have been six feet under by now, but no, the bloody stuping old fucker had to go and go all giganto-arm on him and ruin his fun. "Let go of me you gods be damned old fart! I'll burn ya to fucking cinders!"
Makarov was holding on for dear life, though in this case holding on brought death significantly closer. He knew that keeping his fist around this god slayer fellow whilst said fellow was doing his utmost best to burn everything it could possibly reach was a bad idea, even if he had been in full health. Therefore, doing so whilst magically and physically spent was about equal to suicide. But he'd be damned if his brat would be killed just because he wasn't willing to die to prevent it. The only problem was, whilst he was crushing his opponent in his wrist, said opponent was roasting his brat alive, he needed to think of something! Which is why it was such a shock to him to suddenly feel a new presence appear in his vicinity and for a rush of magic to strike his opponent. "Who? What? How!?"
If there was one thing that he hated, it was people who thought they were (like) gods. After all that had happened to him he was not letting anyone who thought like that get away with whatever awful thing they were probably (planning on) doing. As such, when he became aware of someone claiming to be a fire god slayer, he immediately went to where his senses told him this twat was currently located. When he saw the fight between his target, a teenager and an old man he acted first and considered the consequences later, some habits are hard to break. He flicked his wand and sent him (Zancrow or something stupid like that) straight into the nearest hard surface. He followed this up by stunning Zanshit and then catapulting his body as far away from his curreny location as an overpowered banishing charm could, which was quite a way when using the elder wand. "That should shut him up for the next while, probably... Are you two alright?"
"Who are you? And how did you get onto this island?" "Whohow, dude what magic was that? Can I eat it? Fight me!" In terms of having their priorities straight, he had to give it to the old man over the teenager. The old man's questions could be explained are were useful in the current situation. The teenager's questions were somewhat reminiscent of his first human friend and held a lot less importance, also... "First of all, no I won't fight you, you just got out of a fucking fight with someone that was quite clearly beating the living shit out of you. Second of all, no you can't eat it, I think... Anyway, third of all, my magic, that's what that was now shut up! To answer your questions, I don't know how I arrived on this island, I don't remember anything except the last five minutes. As for who I am? Last I remember my name was Lord Harry James Potter-Black-Peverell."
End of Chapter 1: It had to happen at some point…
Chapter 2: He just left...
Author's Note: So this note is a bit overdue but that's because I made some errors in uploading the first chapter. If you are reading this note, that means chapter 2 will be uploaded (soon).
First of all, thank you for all the positive reactions on chapter 1, much appreciated!
Second of all, there are some 'rules' that I made which will define the way I shape my version of the 'combined' Harry Potter and Fairy Tail universe.
Harry Potter hates people who think they are (like) a god
Earthland has no gods. Celestial Spirits and the 18 war gods/gods of battle are just magical creatures (like Griffins and Dementors) that are just very powerful
I removed the whole thing with Natsu eating Zancrow's flames because it made very little sense and had little to no impact on the rest of the Fairy Tail canon (as far as I can remember)
I made Harry's scar sensitive to life and death related things (like Zeref's death magic) because of plot reasons