Rose Potter and the Boy-Who-Lived
by coolhacker1025
This is a crossover between my "Rose Potter" stories (preferably "The Adventures of Rose Potter") and semi-canon (EWE, no-Cursed Child, HHr) Harry Potter. It will diverge quickly from both stories
Chapter II: Becoming a Tutor
Harry walked to the door of Number 12, Grimmauld Place and knocked on the door.
"James?" asked Sirius, opening the door. "I must be dreaming."
"You aren't dreaming," said Harry. "I'm not James, though. Look at my eyes. Let me in, and I'll tell you everything."
"Well, I suppose if you found the house, then you can't be that bad," said Sirius. "Either that or Dumbledore's charms didn't work as well as he thought."
He let Harry come in the door, but was unprepared for the hug that Harry gave him.
"It's good to see you, Padfoot," said Harry. "I haven't seen you in six years."
"I don't understand," said Sirius. "The last time I saw that face was 1981, thirteen years ago. But your eyes..."
Sirius trailed off, trying to remember where he'd seen those eyes before. "Lily's eyes!" he exclaimed, as they walked into the kitchen. Fortunately, his exclamation wasn't enough to set off the portrait of his mother.
"I come from another dimension, Padfoot," said Harry. "And from what on the magical calendar would be the 11th century of Hogwarts."
He then proceeded to tell Sirius his story, including how Wormtail had escaped in his dimension, but excluding how Sirius had died. He figured that Sirius would ask that on his own.
"You said 1012 AH, but your story leaves off in 1004" said Padfoot. "Add to that you said that you hadn't seen me in six years. How do I die?"
"Really?"
"It's the only logical explanation as to why I'm absent," said Padfoot. "Either that or I got sent back to Azkaban."
"I went to the Department of Mysteries because I received a vision from Voldemort," said Harry. "In the vision, he was torturing you. When my friends and I got there, you weren't there. It was a trap set by the Death Eaters. Members of a certain Bird Club came to help us out. You got killed after taunting Bellatrix one too many times, and getting a bit cocky."
"I was able to save you, though, right?"
"Yes, for the most part," said Harry. "I cast an Unforgivable Curse on Bellatrix that night, it didn't work. You left me the house. I killed Voldy a few years later."
"Who killed Bellatrix?"
"Interestingly enough, Molly had that honour," said Harry. "Her mother instincts kicked in, and she literally wiped Bella off the face of the Earth."
"So, somehow you found yourself not only back in time, but in another dimension?" asked Padfoot. At Harry's nod, Sirius started to laugh. "That's a great one!"
A few minutes later, he calmed down and said, "I approve of you being her tutor, and of course you can stay here."
"It'll be just like old times," said Harry.
\\/
A day later, Sirius and Harry had gone to see McGonagall.
"This is Mr Harry Evans," introduced Sirius. "He is interested in being a tutor for Rose and her friend Miss Hermione Granger."
"Nice to meet you," said the witch. "What subject?"
"Wizarding Law and History of Magic," said Harry. "Rose needs to learn her place in society, and I'm told that the History class here leaves a bit to be desired."
"Have you registered yet?"
"No, ma'am," said Harry.
"Rose needs to make a withdrawal at Gringotts, and I was hoping you'd give permission for her to go," asked Sirius.
"And she'd be in your custody the entire time?"
"Correct."
"That doesn't reassure me, much," said McGonagall. "But it'll have to do. Permission granted."
"Thank you, Professor," said Sirius.
"I'm not your professor any longer, Sirius, you may call me 'Minerva'," she said. "That goes for you, too, Mr Evans."
"Thank you," he said. "Until next time."
She nodded as they left her office.
"I bet that'll take a lot of getting used to," said Sirius.
"It will,"
\\/
"Can we go on Sunday?" asked Rose. "Neville and I are going to Hogsmeade together."
"That works with me," said Sirius. Behind him, but out of view of Rose, was Harry, shaking his head. He knew things were headed downhill.
\\/
On Sunday, they met at the Great Hall, and walked to Hogsmeade, so that they could Apparate to Diagon Alley.
"So how was your date?" asked Sirius.
"It didn't work out," Rose said.
FLASHBACK:
Their date went mostly well. They went down to The Three Broomsticks, the more reputable pub in town, where they talked for a while, had some lunch and some drinks, but then, they decided to kiss at the end.
The kiss was short, but it felt completely wrong to Rose. She could tell immediately that he felt it, too.
'I'm sorry, Neville,' said Rose. 'But I think that we should remain as friends.'
'I agree, Rose,' said Neville. 'I think that felt a little too much like kissing a sister.'
'And you aren't pureblood enough to condone that,' joked Rose, as Neville shook his head.
END FLASHBACK
"Lots of fish in the sea, Prongslette," said Sirius.
Behind them, Harry shook his head. He'd been with Hermione and Rose for less than five hours, and even he could tell that there was a definite connection between the two of them.
"What do you want?" asked a teller at Gringotts.
"I need to set up a new account for Harry Evans," said Harry.
"I need to authorise a transfer from my account to the aforementioned new account," said Rose.
"Very well," said the Goblin, producing a briefcase that looked quite normal on the inside, but which literally held paperwork 20 feet high. "Please sign and date where indicated."
The Goblin turned to Rose. "Key, please," he said. He took her key, and produced another piece of parchment. "This seems to be in order," he said after a minute. "Please write the amount you wish to transfer, and sign and date it on the line."
She filled out the slip.
A couple of minutes later, Harry finished filling out the paperwork. The Goblin looked at the pile of paperwork, and said, "Seems to be in order. Anything else?"
"I need to take a blood test to see whom I am related to," said Harry. The Goblin quickly complied, mentioning of course that the service would cost 50. It was soon discovered that Harry could lay title to Lord Evans, Potter, or Gryffindor.
Another 50 made sure that the Goblins would not reveal anything about Harry to anyone else. A couple bits of Goblin magic later, and Rose was officially the Placeholder-Lady Potter and Harry was officially Lord Evans.
After leaving the bank, they walked to the Leakey Cauldron, where they took the Floo to the Ministry of Magic. Due to Wizards not having a major organised religion, the Ministry was open seven days a week (albeit with a smaller staff on weekends). The Minister himself only came into the office four or five days a week.
They took the lift to the Department of Magical Education.
"You've reached the Department of Magical Education," said the secretary at the front desk.
"We need to register Mr Evans as a tutor," said Sirius.
"Very well," said the secretary, putting away her deck of cards and pulling out a form. "Fill out the form, and sign it, initial and date it. I will then need to call someone to test your competency at your selected subjects."
At this, Harry promptly included "Defence Against the Dark Arts" on his list of proficiencies. After he was finished filling out the form, she glanced at it, and handed him the History of Magic NEWT and sent him to an adjoining room, which he was told had the most powerful anti-cheating charms on it.
Fortunately, Harry had caught up with History over the past five years. After he was finished, she gave him a piece of parchment and sent him down to the Auror office.
"I see you need to prove your competence in Defence Against the Dark Arts?" asked the Desk Auror.
"Yes, sir," said Harry.
"Go through that door," said the Auror. "That's where your testing will take place."
The Auror did not notice that Harry took his wand out on the way in.
\\/
As soon as Harry got close to the door, he took out his wand, and started to fire Stunning spells. He was happy when he heard a number of bodies slump to the ground; it was obvious from the placement of the unconscious Aurors that they'd been attempting to ambush him.
"Good, Evans," called a voice, and Harry spun around to face the voice. "Now, face me!"
It was one of the higher-up Aurors. Now that the man was coming out of the shadows, Harry realised it was a man who looked like an old lion—it was Rufus Scrimgeour, who in Harry's time had eventually become Minister of Magic.
The Auror started off with a number of spells that Harry was just able to avoid. Harry then shot a number of spells non-verbally at the Auror. He followed up with a water spell and a freezing charm, and Scrimgeour could barely move.
Then, in what were the only worded spells of the contest, Harry did his favourite spell chain: a disarming charm, a stunner, an Impedimenta charm, and a 'Accio Weapons' spell.
Harry walked over to the Auror, and undid his charms.
"That was good work, Evans," said the Auror. "When you get tired of teaching, I'm sure that I can give you a job. I'd certainly say that you're qualified to be a tutor and, since we can't find your OWLs or NEWTs, I'll write up that your qualified for an O++ on your NEWT."
Harry was sent back to the Department of Magical Education, where Rose and Sirius were still waiting for him. The secretary took one look at the parchment in his hand, took his tutoring fee, and gave him a license to tutor.
He got hugs from Rose and Sirius as he announced the good news.
"You really got one over on Scrimgeour?" asked Sirius.
"Yep," replied Harry.
\\/
"Welcome, Mr Evans," said Dumbledore in his office. "I understand that you wish to teach Miss Potter and Miss Granger."
"That is correct, Headmaster," replied Harry Evans.
"What do you wish to teach her?"
"Oh, a little bit of this, a little bit of that," said Harry, nearly smirking at Dumbledore's look of disbelief. "I plan to teach her what I can about Magical Law, Potions, Defence, and pretty much whatever the hell she needs to survive this tournament."
"I really think that you must reconsider," said Dumbledore.
"Do you want my oath that I am not a Death Eater and/or that I despise their ideals?"
"Your willingness to do so suggests that you are not a Death Eater," said Dumbledore. "Do you have accommodations?"
"Right now, I am staying in Sirius Black's house," said Harry. "Don't ask me where it is, because I literally cannot say the address."
"That is fine," said Dumbledore. "I happen to know of the residence you are talking about. I could offer you accommodations if you wished to stay here?"
"Thank you."
"I'll have Professor McGonagall escort you to your quarters," Dumbledore said. "I will grant you the same privileges as a visiting headmaster for the duration of your stay."
"Thank you for your kindness," said Harry.
Dumbledore made a motion as if to bat the compliment away. "By the way, Mr Evans," he said as Harry was about to leave. "Has anyone told you that you bear a striking resemblance to a former student of mine?"
"Yes, I've heard that multiple times," said Harry, completely truthfully. The next thing he said was slightly less truthful. "I believe that he is a cousin thrice removed by marriage."
\\/
McGonagall led him to an area not far from Gryffindor Tower. There was a portrait of a wizard enchanting a violin to play. It could've been a viola. Harry could never tell the difference.
"Bach Cello Suites" he said, and the portrait opened. Inside was a room larger than the Gryffindor Common Room, but coloured more tastefully. There was a bathroom, and two bedrooms, each of which contained a Queen-sized bed.
He walked over to Gryffindor tower, said the password, and went in. "Miss Potter and Miss Granger, if you'll come with me, please," he announced. Almost immediately, the two girls came to him.
"I'm going to lead you to my quarters," he said. "Keep them as secret as you would the Common Room."
"Of course," said the girls. They were amazed at the size of his quarters.
"I don't think Percy had quarters like this," said Rose. "He would have mentioned it."
"This is the VIP section," admitted Harry. "Dumbledore has offered to give me the same rights as the other headmasters here. If you wish, you could temporarily defect from Gryffindor and join 'Harry Potter School of Awesome' or something like that. Think about it, no more Snape taking away points, and all detentions served with me or my proxy."
"I think that we'll stay for now," said Rose. "What are you going to be teaching us?"
"Everything you need to survive the tournament, including what the first task is."
"What is it?"
"The first task is dragons," said Harry. "Namely, you have to get past a nesting female dragon to retrieve a golden egg. I won't do all the work for you, so I'll just suggest for you to play to your strengths."
"My strengths?" asked Rose. "I'm good at flying. But I'm not allowed a broom."
"You are allowed a wand. So, like someone told me, use your wand to get what you need," said Harry. "Therefore, one of the first things we'll be working on are Summoning Charms."
A/N: 1012 AH (Anno Hogwartsia) is 2002 CE, 1004 AH is 1994 CE
In this story, a 'tutor' is a more formalised version of the 'ad-hoc' tutoring found in schools
This will have somewhat short chapters (this chapter only has 2300 words)