A/N: Hey guys. Thanks for taking the time out for reading and favoriting and/or reviewing this story. It means a lot to me. Yes, Ezio IS going to be an actual character in this story. That's all I'm sayin'. Also, CLICHE'S AHOY!

Enjoy,

Deejay.

No beta on this one, so just point any inconsistencies my way and i'll edit it.

Disclaimer: Yeah, only the elusive plot monster is mine the rest is Ubisoft and J.K Rowling's creations.

Of Codices & Conquerors

Chapter 1: You've gotta be kiddin' me...

"Fuck off. You're lying to me"

"I assure you Harry I'm not. You need to go with these people and train. I also do not approve of that language and tone."

"Oh stuff it old coot or i'll shove your head so far up your ass you'll be seeing your colon"

"Mr. Potter, speak like that to the headmaster again and I shall be forced to suspend or put you in detention for three weeks with Professor Snape"

I sit back in my chair. Yes, this WAS a load of shit. My head smacks the back of the wing backed chair and I open my eyes. I tried to remember what bought this stupid turn of events through, everything was normal until I walked in this door. Well, at least as normal as it can be for everyone's favourite Dark lord punching bag Harry James Potter. You know, I keep expecting a trumpet fanfare everytime someone says my full name. Hah should probably get onto Fred and George about that.

"So what do you say Harry come with us to learn to be all you can be?" The young blond man smirks at his own private joke. Great, yet another superego I have to deal with. Luckily, before I respond with a witty comeback, no seriously I have those, the black haired woman, Becca I think she was called, smacked him upside the head.

"Quiet Shaun, it's taken us a while to find the main line again and I don't want to have to wait another 30 years to find it again"

I chime in again,

"Ok, see now I have ABSOULTELY NO IDEA what you're on about. The main line? What is that? And where do I fit into it?"

She turns to her lithe honey blond haired colleague, "Luce, care to enlighten him? I get hazy around 1345."

'Shaun' snorts and 'Lucy' glowers at him. He shuts up pretty quickly.

"Alright here's how it pans out. As we've already said we are the Assassin's Guild. We are tasked to fight the growing problem of the Templars, or as they are known now, Abstergo Inc. Now, you are the descendant of the main line of Assassins. The first ones if you like. Both of your ancestors have led the guild at one point, innovating and making the world a better place even if one was intent on revenge for the first twenty years of his life, honestly I could have strangled that sucker if I coulda just reache-"A cough from 'Becca' brings her back, "As I was saying, we are going to train you to be an assassin so one day you can lead the guild."

There's silence in the room. I blink. I blink twice in rapid succession. Next thing I'm being supported by the chair as I bang my surprisingly comfortable leather boots on the floor and laughing my ass off.

I finally get myself under control; wipe the tears from my eyes with my fingers and a tissue the old man hands me.

"You ARE kidding right? I mean, no one would EVER want ME to lead a quidditch team. Much less a guild of trained killers. I think you need to find yourself a new man"

She looks slightly irritated and bemused by my reaction. Apparently, people find some other part of her speech laughable. Probably was the part about a corporation actually being a secret order which goes back to the crusades. However, her irritation carries and overrides her bemusement. She steps up menacingly and flicks her wrist, a blade comes out and she sticks it under my neck,

"Now, I see we have your attention. You are going to come with us because if you don't. You WILL die. That 'dark lord' Moldymort will kill you because you will be unprepared. We train you to see things which aren't there. We will train you to pick up a whisper, appear from a blade of grass if you have the power and desire to. We can train you to become a trained killer and a best friend of the eagles. Now. What. Is. YOUR. DECISION?"

I push down the blade and think seriously about the offer. It is a tempting offer. To finally be free of the burden of Voldemort was not a thing to be taken lightly. Then again she wouldn't have made the offer if she thought she couldn't deliver on it. I stand up, my hand stretching out to her and a smile graces my face.

"I think we started out on the wrong foot. Hello, my name is Harry Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you."

She stretches out to take my hand in hers. A jolt goes through my spine as she looks at my through her fringe, those Electric blue eyes dancing with amusement and, is that lust i see, as she sees me tense slightly. Our eyes stay locked. Blue on green for what seems like eons yet was still too short when she finally spoke, her ruby lips moving sensually.

"I'm Lucy. Nice to meet you too"

"What no Last name?" I joke as our hands part and we step back.

"Only after you buy me dinner Mr Potter" She retorts.

"Hi, my name's Shaun and i'll be your friendly historian for this trip you'll be taking very shortly" This was the blond man speaking; he held out his hand and shook mine firmly.

"A historian, eh? What do you specialise in?" See Hermione, I do listen to you sometimes.

"Renaissance Italy. Specifically, 1473 through to 1503" He smiled viciously as if remembering something exceptionally funny and gruesome for his enemies.

Becca walked over to me and shook my hand too. Nice firm grip on that one. "Hi, I'm Rebecca but you can call me Becca, everyone does. I'm your wonderful technician and person who will make the next, oooh I don't know, 50 – 60 years of your life possible. But you know, not to blow my own trumpet or anything." She smiled mischievously and her eyes danced the same way Lucy's did. I smiled back and grabbed her around the shoulders spun her round and thrust my hand out dramatically,

"Why that's brilliant" I exclaim, "The two of us together are an unstoppable team, all will tremble before our awesome might!"

She giggled and I snorted. We both looked at each other and after a beat cracked up and rolled on the floor.

Shaun looked down at us. "Oh dear not another one" he groaned as Lucy consolingly patted his shoulder.

Becca and I picked ourselves up off the ground and we exited the office, not forgetting to flip the coot and the bitch a good middle finger on the way. They fumed. The door slammed and I walked off to my new start.

We walked to the van and Becca opened up the back of it. I gasped, inside was a mess of wirings and maps and historical persons but in the middle of it all was a chair with a computer attached to it.

Becca followed my glance. She clapped and latched onto my arm.

"Don't you just love her? I call her Baby. She's an animus. It's what we use to train Assassins who need to be in the field almost straight away. It uses something called the bleeding effect. Basically, everything your ancestors learn. You will too. It awakens part of your DNA. So why don't we sit down and you can jack in and we can see what's what?"

I sit down and she turns everything on. Hold on...

"Baby doesn't run off electricity does it?" I asked

She taps a few times on the keys and pushes the enter button.

"Yeah, of course it does. We aren't special and have magic to help us"

The last thing I remember is a warm feeling in my skin and a glow around my body and a vague "oh shit" then my world goes dark.

(A/N: I could be mean and give you a pseudo cliffy. But I'm not so i'll finish it.)

I wake up on the floor of an office in a mansion. It looks old, or new. As I ponder this a man approaches me. I turn around and ask the first thing that comes into my head.

"Excuse me, what century is this?"

The man replies, "The 15th Century signore. 1468 to be precise. Who are you? And why are you in the sanctum of an assassin uninvited?"

"My name is Harry Potter. Wait, you are Giovanni Auditore? Praise god I found you. As I said I am Harry Potter and I am an assassin just like you. I have not been marked as I have just joined. I need to finish my training and get back to my time though I'm not sure why I am here though"

A voice butts its way through my thought which I recognise as Becca's.

"Oh, thank the lord I found you. Ok, this man is your great great yadda yadda grandfather. He'll help you, but not for long."

Giovanni is looking at me with a calculating gleam in his eye. "How strange, a boy who knows of the order. But you are a brother, or should I say, a son. I shall adopt you so as not to arouse suspicion and get both clothing and armour to befit one of your standing. You are an Auditore now. And as such must look your best. Now, sit and tell me your entire story. I shall pour us some wine and we shall relax. Rarely, do I get to do so nowadays"

So we sat and we talked late into the night and through to the early morning. By then, I had found my father and mentor. I felt at home.

A/N: yeah, I know it's all a bit predictable and moving fast but I had to so I could get with the meeting with Ezio and subsequent affairs sorted. This will be going AU from here. Those who know the Assassin's Creed 2 storyline it will not change much. Some things will change as their will be two assassins not one but not a lot of deviation. Those in the HP Fandom do not despair. All your favourites will come back and die in do their part. Just hang fire. Reviews are welcome and flames will be used to make the steaks I eat extra tasty. Thanks, love Deejay.