Well, hi guys it's been awhile. I just lost my Fire for writing for quite a bit of time and just got it back after I started my poetry club. It's not a very good excuse but I was pretty busy, between soccer, my school play ,and school I really haven't had time. Well that's all I got for now. Onto the real author note.
Ok so I am going to put a poll up for the harem. I am still unsure of it so it's up to you guys. Next point of business, should there be any chance for the Potter family to redeem themselves. I am currently thinking that his brother will get a chance, but probably not until the fourth of fifth book. As to the parents, I have no bloody clue. It could go either way so I am leaving that up to you as well. So for Harry's elemental powers think of Naruto's elements exactly, because those leave me a lot of room to do stuff with in the story. Plus a few 'extras' that I found interesting.
Blah blah blah. I don't own Harry Potter or any Naruto references that I may or may not make. These both belong to their respective owners.
"Interesting, Naruto" Speech
'May have' Thought
"A bigger part" Elemental technique
"Than I thought" Spell
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July 31, 10 years after Voldemort's fall.
If one looked at the Potter household, they would see a perfect little family of four people. A pretty redheaded witch of about 31, a man with messy black hair about the same age, a chubby boy of about ten or eleven smiling arrogantly while taking presents, and a girl of about nine or ten who seemed to be looking for someone.
On this day the entire front yard was filled with a variety of witches and wizards coming to give the boy-who-lived gifts. Of course if anyone looked up at the window that lead to the attic they would have seen a pair of bright green eyes looking down at them. This boy was Harry Potter, the younger of the two twins.
He was used to being ignored on this day; even though it should be one of the happiest day's of his young life. He had gotten used to his brother having all of the attention. It started on that Halloween night about ten years, his parents decided on that night that, since Dumbledore said that the Dark lord was not truly gone, Sam deserved to be pampered as much as possible. This lead to Sam to become arrogant due to their parents constantly praising everything he did; even though, Harry would be able to do whatever it was long before his brother could.
In fact the only one of his family that he loved was his sister, Isabella Vivian Potter. Bella was born one year after he was. Since she was the only girl born in the family she was treated far better than Harry, but it seemed she always preferred his company to the rest of the family. Harry wasn't about to complain about it though, he didn't have any friends as he was always trapped in his room or the library and would never leave with the others to Diagon Alley.
He found quite a few things that interested him in the Potter library. One was a stack of papers that supposedly showed if the person was able to become an elemental, and if they could then what elements they would be able to use. He was shocked when, as he pumped his magic into the paper, it split into dozens of different pieces, some of the ripped paper crumpled into balls until they were nearly nothing, some disintegrated in a flash of flames, others crumbled into dust, and some got thoroughly soaked, but what surprised him the most was when some of the paper disappeared in a burst of light or a swirl of darkness. This showed that not only could he wield all the basic elements to an extraordinary degree, but that he could control the forces of light ant dark themselves.
From that point on he delved into his studies, completing almost all the Hogwarts material and even learning new spells that came from different languages and cultures. He even went through a few self made rituals that gave his already massive magical core a boost and blocked his mind to even the strongest of legitimacy.
These rituals came with small changes though. His hair color went from pure black to black with silver and white streaks in it, his eyes changed to one gold eye and one purple and his height rose to 4'11. All of these changes were hidden by his metamorphous power though, so that people couldn't tell that he had undergone what the ministry would call "dark rituals". Quite honestly Harry thought that anything that gave a wizard an edge in the wizarding society was considered "dark". Harry firmly believed that it was the purpose behind a spell, not the spell itself that made it dark or light.
Harry had studied almost all of the books and scrolls in the Potter library, and learned quite a few languages including Japanese, French, Irish and Scottish Gaelic, Spanish, Italian, Gobblygook, Egyptian, and Norwegian. He had a vast understanding of runes and was in the process of creating his own branch of them.
One of the most helpful books he found was actually a Manga called Naruto. He had found that since he could use the elements just like they could in the ninja world, he could also recreate the Jutsu they used. He also devised a ritual that took him about four years too make that gave him the power manipulate gravity just like Pein.
Harry was reading up on the some of the last books left in the library, which were about true necromancy, while watching the party outside. He was about to leave for Diagon Alley while most of the wizarding world was worshipping his brother. He could use all of the spells he learned wordlessly, but he preferred to have that as his ace up the hole. Plus wands and staffs were made to amplify a wizard's spell power. So at around noon he went through the flue to the Leaky Cauldron.
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When Harry arrived he greeted Tom the Barman and continued on to the wall that blocked the Alley from sight. He pressed the correct bricks and wandered through the street a bit. There weren't many people as most were celebrating the Boy-Who-Lived's birthday. But that just meant that there would be nobody to see him at Gringotts.
As he entered, he bowed to the Goblin guards and gave a quick greeting in Gobblygook. The goblins looked like they were about to faint in shock at a wizard showing them any respect at all, much less greeting them in their own tongue. As the young Potter walked in he spotted a goblin that he knew quite well and walked up to him.
"Greeting Master Griphook, may your wealth flow in rivers of gold and silver." He said
The goblin looked up with a surprised look, before seeing who said the words, and then replied " Aye and may the blood of your enemies soak the ground beneath your feet, Lord Le Fay."
"I've told you many times Griphook, to you it is just Harry."
"And I have told you, Lord Le Fay, that in public settings we Goblins are oath bound to refer to one by their title."
At this Harry sighed and said "Very well if you must. Now then on to business, I would like to make a withdrawal"
"Yes well if you have your key then we can move on with this."
At this Harry drew out what looked like a solid gold key and gave it to Griphook. The goblin lead him to the carts that lead do the cave system underneath Gringotts. The ride was long and fast until the two came to a vault that was labeled "1". Most wizards tended to believe that it was Merlin that created Gringotts, but it was actually Morgana who made the deal with the goblins. This was only on of the things that was wrong about her. While Morgana did fight against Arthur Pendragon and Myrrdin Emrys, otherwise known as Merlin, she saw that she could have a happy life in Camelot after Merlin convinced her to come back. She soon married him before having their first Daughter ,Joan. After 16 years Joan was engaged to Arthur's son, Basil.
It was after this that Mordred launched his assault on Camelot. While Camelot was victorious, Arthur was critically wounded and everyone believed him to be dead along with his son. At that point the Round table became a council for the kingdom and eventually, only wizards were apart of this, this was the beginning of the Wizengammot. However what no one knew was that the Pendragons, Merlin, and Morgana were all still alive but thought it best to fade into time. Joan and Basil gave birth to the Peverells, who in turn gave birth to the Founders of Hogwarts. And eventually all of these lines converged onto Harry.
At first Harry believed that this meant that everything would go to the oldest child, meaning Sam, but it seemed that Magic herself deemed him to be the correct choice. It took Harry some time to come terms with being the descendent of all of these major bloodlines, but eventually became determined to do his ancestors proud, and become the most powerful wizards ever know. He took on the Le Fay name because he thought that the looks on people's faces when they found out, that "the brother of Samuel Potter" was Lord of "the Greatest Dark Lord of all time's" family, would be hilarious.
So as Harry left the bank with a satchel full of galleons and Excalibur invisible on his hip, he couldn't help but laugh at the Wizarding world's foolishness before heading to Ollivanders.
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As the Lord Le Fay walked in to the Wand shop he could practically feel the magic vibrating on his skin. He was sure that if he activated his Second Sight then he would be blinded. The moment he walked in he could feel the presence of the old man who had disillusioned himself in a corner. Not wanting to waste much time Harry smirked and said "There isn't much of a point trying to hide from me, you know, I sensed you the moment I walked through the door."
He heard a small chuckle before the man said "Yes well it is fun to watch the new students jump when they first arrive, and I'm afraid I can't break my old prankster habit. Now what can I do for you Mister Potter?"
Harry let a humorous smile appear before saying "Yes well I believe that I am going to need a wand for the upcoming school year."
At that point Ollivander got a gleam in his eye and exclaimed "Let us begin then, I have a feeling about you, I believe I can find precisely the right wand for you in here!"
"Actually, Mister Ollivander, I was wondering if I could have a Wand crafted instead of choosing a pre-made one?" Harry knew that if he tried to use any of the weaker wands that it would not end well for the wand.
When he was done the old man looked close to jumping up and down in excitement.
"Yes my dear boy, I believe that I can craft a wand for you. I have not had a request for one in decades."
Ollivander then led Harry into the back of the shop and to a room that had what seemed to be hundreds of different woods, animal body parts, and even some metal ingots. He looked at Harry and said "Find whatever calls to you."
This of course did not help Harry too much, but he decided to trust his instincts and let his magic lead him. The first thing that he was lead too was what looked like a piece of steel but had vast amounts of magic in it. After that he went to a piece of wood that was humming as he went near it, and last two were a piece of metal and another piece of wood that seemed to make Ollivander giddy. Next he walked to the cores and found what looked like a giant fang that seemed to call to him the loudest, he also got two different feathers, one was black as night while the other was a metallic yellow. And last two was what seemed to fur of some kind and two different scales.
Harry brought these back to Ollivander who put them all into a potion of some sort before turning around to look at him again. As he looked at Harry, who stared back stoically, he began to chuckle and then became a full blown laugh. He finally gathered himself up enough to say.
"That may be the most powerful wand to be created yet! The Metals you chose were; Bright steel which is said to have come to Earth from space and was used by ancient dragon riders, and Mithril which was made by the dwarves and is supposedly indestructible. Then there is the wood; A portion of a limb of The World Tree, Yggdrasil, and a piece of Thor's Oak." He took a breath here before carrying on "And the cores, that first fang is supposedly from the Nidhogg, a being of enormous power in Norse mythology, also the Black feather is from the Morrigan, the triple Goddess of the Celtic religion. The yellow feather was from a Lightning Phoenix, which is extremely rare in itself, and the fur is from a Dire wolf. The first scale is said to be that of Jormungandr, or the Midgard serpent a serpent so large it could circle the world and then Bite its own tail, and the last scale is that of the original Lernean Hydra that Hercules defeated!"
Harry was speechless he had no idea that was what they were. He had read stories of Norse, Celtic, and Greek mythology, but he never imagined he would ever gain something like this.
"Yes well, Mister Potter the wand shall be ready to pick up in two weeks time, and I shall come up with a reasonable price by then. Off you go then" and with that he left the shop and began to travel to the Leaky Cauldron all the while keeping a cold look on his face and thinking 'This will be one hell of a school year.'
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I got nothing else, I'll try to get that poll up as soon as possible. If this whole thing seems ridiculous well it's because it probably is, but since this is my first story I decided to do something easy to get me started. Chapters will be few and far between as I have a lot to do in school. Right bye then
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