A NEW LIFE

Chapter 3

AN: Just to be clear, Harry will not be joining any hero group. And those complaining about him being a mutant, don't worry, his mutant powers will not appear any time soon. In fact, if I have my way, they may not appear at all in this segment. They will only appear in the squeal. I wanted to find a way of introducing some X men characters and I felt this was the easiest way.

On an entirely unrelated matter, I do not own Harry Potter, he belongs to J.K. Rowling and the marvel verse belongs to… well you know…not me, I think a certain Stan Lee can tell you if you happen to come across him.

Harry opened his eyes and frowned. He was in a place which felt familiar though he remembered the last time he was conscious was when he cried himself to sleep. With a start, he realized that he didn't have a body, as if he was a spirit or just…there. If that even made sense. He looked around and his non-existent eyes widened as he realized he was in his study or what used to be his study at Peverell Manor in his home universe. There was the familiar mahogany desk having several trinkets and pieces of parchment.

Behind the desk was a crown like chair where he used to sit and Harry smiled at himself as he remembered the time he spent there with Daphne doing a lot of naughty activities while the rest of the Marauders thought they were having discussions. His eyes were drawn to the portrait hanging above the seat which had the photo of his parents who were staring unmoving at the room.

Harry frowned as he realized that almost everything was exactly as he left it except the will and other books were missing on the book shelf. The tri-wizard tournament trophy was gleaming on top of the bookshelf as well as numerous awards. There was one he had received after saving the philosopher's stone in his first-year at Hogwarts, another one was received after his slaughtering the Basilisk in second year. There was an order of merlin second-class which the ministry gave him for capturing Peter Pettigrew at the end of third year.

On the other side of the wall was another stand which held another award which Harry did not remember. He glided towards it and rolled his imaginary eyes. It was an order of Merlin first-class for the defeat of the dark lord. Next to it was another one but it was given to The New Marauders for their effort in the war. Just above the stand was hanging an ivory plague shaped like a shield which had not been there when Harry was last there. It contained a list of names of all the Marauders who perished in the war and Harry's was at the very bottom in gold while the others were in a shining silver.

Harry felt a knot in his non-existent stomach as he read through all the names. Susan Bones, Hannah Abbot, Ronald, Ginevra, William, Charlie, Molly and Arthur Weasley, Dean Thomas, Seamus, the Patil twins, and then Luna Lovegood, Sirius Black as well as Neville Longbottom. They were in their order of death. Harry felt pained as he looked at the last three names and was assaulted by images of their deaths.

Towards the end, the Horcruxes had been destroyed except Nagini who Voldemort had resorted to keeping at his side with numerous enchantments protecting her. Luna had stormed into Riddle Manor single handedly and had killed numerous death eaters until she had been confronted by the Dark Lord himself. She had then done some kind of spell which made her magical core to explode. Everything had been destroyed including Nagini but Voldemort somehow managed to survive the explosion.

Luna's body also managed to survive and the death eaters who reached the scene first, led by Snape had found her naked body lying on the floor with many of their comrades lying around missing body. They had then defiled her dead body as they fulfilled their sick fantasies in the name of revenge. That was the scene Harry had found and by the time the rest of the Marauders arrived, fifteen heads were lying around him and the bodies whose heads were around could not be seen anywhere.

The door to the study opened, saving him the pain of going through his godfather's death. He turned and his breath hitched. Standing in the door way was a young boy of about eleven. He had raven black hair arranged neatly on his head and emerald green eyes that were shining in curiosity. This was most definitely his son and Harry resisted the urge to go and hug him. He had defined features showing his black heritage which Harry had adopted after the adoption ritual he had done with Sirius and Harry realized that the boy had nothing to show that he was Daphne's son.

"Well are you going to enter or you plan to stand there all day" a cold feminine voice asked from behind the boy. And Harry blinked at the voice which sounded almost exactly like Daphne yet it was definitely younger.

"Shut up Mia, I am trying to get everything in." The boy said without moving from his place.

"Yeah, you should do that, seeing that you are going to leave your eyes at door." The voice said sarcastically. "Now get out of my way and do not call me that ridiculous name."

The boy was shoved out of the way and smacked on the head. He protested quite loudly but Harry wasn't listening, he was busy watching the miniature version of Daphne that had just entered.

She was beautiful. Dirty blonde hair with strips of red here and there. Her green eyes that were identical to Harry's were shinning with curiosity even though not openly like her brother's. Harry could clearly see that the was the only feature he shared with his daughter and the rest was all Daphne. Her face, nose and thin lips made her look older than eleven and she was almost the same height as her brother.

The two kids together went to the stand holding the order of Merlin.

"He looks exactly like me in this photo." The boy breathed as he looked at a portrait of Harry that he had missed. It was one Sirius had taken of him before he went for his fourth year which was also the last time he had set foot at the castle as a student.

"Oh, I hadn't seen that." The girl said dryly.

"No need to be sarcastic all the time Mia."

"Maybe if you stopped stating the obvious all the time. And I told you to stop calling me that name."

"Your name is too long. And it's not like I complain when you call me Harry."

"That is just because it the same as our Dad's name and you are called Hadrian."

"Well, Euphemia was our grandmother. So there is no need to be so bitter because I was named after our Dad." Hadrian said with a grin and Mia snorted.

"You wish… "

"Did you just snort, how unlady-like of you, I wonder what mum would say." Hadrian teased his sister and was punched on the arm. "Ow… woman, why do you resort to violence all the time."

"That is the best way to deal with idiots like you."

"Are you calling me an idiot, moron?"

"If you two are done behaving like co-wives…" another voice interrupted." …. I suggest that you come and we get on with why I told you to come here."

Harry turned to see Daphne entering the study. She looked even more beautiful than he remembered and that was saying something as she was the most beautiful witch alive when he left. Delivering the twins seemed to have increased her beauty and Harry felt jealous that some idiot was probably her husband right now despite how much he wanted her to move on.

She walked around the desk and with a flick of her wrist, her wand was in her hand. She conjured a chair next to Harry's and with another wave, two chairs appeared in front of the desk and the twins sat down.

"Today, you will be going to Hogwarts." She started without preamble. "I believe that you are now mature enough to realize that the moment you step on the Hogwarts express, you will be opening a new chapter of your life and the decisions you make from then on will determine the person who you are."

The twins were looking at her attentively and Harry imagined that this was not the first of such lectures.

"When I started Hogwarts, I was a proud pureblood princess, who felt that she was above everyone else just because she knew a few spells and was born as noble. I looked down upon everyone as I was sure of my superiority in magic. I didn't need anyone other than my magic and anyone else didn't matter, at least that is what I thought." She said with a sigh. "I distanced myself from everyone except Tracey and I was known as the Ice Queen. And when the Dark Lord came back, I was not only expected to follow him but I was actually looking forward to it. That was until he slaughtered my parents because they refused to sign a marriage contract with Malfoys."

There were gasps from the twins.

"At first I thought them idiots for denying the dark lord but when Draco raped my little sister and was applauded by the very person I adored and even worshiped, I started having second thoughts about all my decisions I had made in life." She continued with a faraway look.

"Just after I was marked, we were sent to kill your Aunt Hermione's parents." The twins looked at her in horror but she continued. "on the way, we found a group of teenage girls, muggles and my companions who had also been marked recently jumped onto the seven girls and raped and tortured them. That is the day I met your father."

The twins perked up at the announcement and Harry was smiling at the memory. Not that there was anything to smile about.

"He came out of nowhere and beat up all my nine companions like they were school children who had no idea how to use magic. The fight if you can even call it that lasted for less than thirty seconds and all the nine were dead. He then turned to the girls and assured them that they were safe and they immediately trusted them despite having gone through that traumatic experience. He offered to take away the memories of what had happened and they agreed"

Harry wondered whether he should be disturbed that his children were grinning as their mother continued the story.

"All that time I had been watching and after dealing with the girls, he turned to me and said. "you are not obligated to do anything Greengrass." And then he disappeared. I never found out how he recognised me behind my mask or why he had not killed me like he used to do to every death eater but I realized one thing…. I was following the dark Lord out of obligation." He smiled sadly at them.

"I want you to think about that story as you start your first year at Hogwarts and I know that with your sharp minds, you will be able to figure out what I was trying to tell you."

Daphne was quiet as the two pondered her words while she seemed to prepare herself for whatever she was going to say next.

"The other thing I wanted to talk about is something I have been avoiding but I believe it is time." She took a deep breath and continued. "What do you know about your Father's…situation."

"Well… I know that he died so we can live." Hadrian said with a frown.

"Apparently, it was the only option and if he had not died, we wouldn't have been alive." Mia added.

"That is partly true." Daphne said and the two stared at her blankly, their expressions clearly demanding an expression. Harry smiled at the familiar expression which he had seen on Daphne's hand so often.

"You see; your Father was a very powerful wizard. Almost at the level of Merlin himself." Daphne chuckled at the faces of her children. "And I assure you, I am not exaggerating. So after he killed the Dark Lord, while the rest of the wizarding world were celebrating, the Department of Mysteries were afraid of the existence of such a person and his bloodline. They managed to convince the ministry to throw him in Azkaban but after six months, the masses pressured the ministry and he was released."

She took a breath and continued.

"The Unspeakables found a ritual which they could use to curse him and his bloodline in case he had managed to make a few witches pregnant." She smiled at the pointed looks they were giving her. "This ritual was designed to eat his magical core completely as well as that of any of his offspring. And as you know anyone without a core would die as even muggles have some a small magical core which keeps them alive."

Harry could see the horror in the eyes of his children as they realized hoe this could have affected them as well as Daphne.

"As I am sure you have figured out. If they had succeeded, you would have died before even your birth and since I was connected to you I would have followed you. You are probably wondering that if he was as powerful as I told you, why didn't he just fight." The two nodded and she explained.

"Under normal circumstances, being very powerful would be very important, however in this case it was a curse. Since Harry was known as the most powerful wizard at the time, they found a summoning ritual witch would latch on the magic of the most powerful wizard to their place."

"But it could have summoned anyone…" Hadrian argued.

"He was the most powerful wizard alive at the moment idiot." Mia said while rolling her eyes.

"Hey, don't call me an idiot…" Hadrian glared at his twin. "…and it was just believed, no one sure."

"Well, he is our Dad, of course he was the most powerful." Mia said haughtily with her pretty nose turned up in the air.

"I guess you have a point there." Hadrian agreed grudgingly, it was clear that the two rarely agreed with each other.

Daphne chuckled at their antics.

"Anyway, Hadrian, despite the fact that it had not been proved, it is very possible that it was him and he didn't want to take chances. Fate had a habit of screwing him from time to time and Potter was not someone who liked gambling with people's lives and most especially those he considered family."

Harry looked at the twins as they nodded in understanding.

"We had a theory that the Veil… in the Department of Mysteries was a portal to other worlds. Potter wanted to kill himself to save us but Luna had researched about the veil and we found we could activate the portal. So, those of us who had survived studied Luna's notes and managed to activate it and Potter was sent through."

"But that ritual, can't they do the same to us. We are quite powerful for our age and I imagine they would try to limit our magic." Mia asked quietly.

"You remember that ritual we did on the two of you when you were seven?" Daphne asked and got two nods. "That ritual was to make sure that something like that never happens."

"But why didn't you perform the same ritual with Dad. He wouldn't have needed to die." Hadrian asked.

"First of all, we were not aware of the ritual and we just found it in the Black Family Grimoire after he left as we didn't want the same thing to happen again. Secondly, the ritual is only performed at seven, thirteen or seventeen and Potter was already older than that."

The three were quiet and Harry could see that Daphne was barely stopping herself from crying. He knew that he would be crying if he had a body. After a moment of silence, Euphemia asked quietly.

"Do you think he is still alive, that he is currently thinking about us.?"

I am right here with you.

Harry wanted to scream out to them, he wanted to collect the three of them in a hug and never let go.

"I know for a fact that he is alive." Daphne said firmly. "It would take more than just some mystical veil to kill Potter."

"Why do you always call him Potter and not Harry, mum?" Hadrian asked curiously and Daphne chuckled slightly as if remembering something.

"He once asked me the same thing and I told him that Harry is such a ridiculous name for someone so great and that if he wanted me to call him by a first name, then he would have to get another name."

"Hey..." Hadrian protested. "Harry is a cool name."

"For a shrimp like you yes." Mia agreed.

"Says the person who is called Euphemia. I think she was our grandfather's grandmother."

"I really don't want to know how you think of all the things you say."

"Shut up Mia."

"Of course, Hadrian."

Daphne massaged her temples while Harry was grinning like an idiot.

"I think I am getting to old for this." She said with a long suffering sigh.

"What..." Hadrian gasped. "Why would you say something like that."

"You look like a twenty-year old to us."

"Too true my annoying twin. This lady right here has been topping Teen's Witch Weekly as the world's most eligible bachelor."

"I think my idiot twin brother meant to say spinster."

"Like I said, she is the most eligible. Now if only she would stop rejecting Fletcher's advances."

"Indeed, can you imagine this whole house smelling like garlic and tobacco all the time." Mia completed said having a dreamy smile identical to what Hadrian was having.

"May be we should do something, Mia."

"I don't know Hadrian; she looks like she is about to curse us."

Daphne's eye was twitching and Harry could tell that it was a mixture of irritation and amusement. After seeing the two arguing all the time, he had not expected them to be like the Weasley twins.

"Hey mum, why don't you tell us about Dad. I mean, we know he was powerful, killed the Dark Lord and numerous Death Eaters but nothing personal." Hadrian asked with a grin trying to distract their mother.

Daphne was not fooled but she sighed and answered anyway.

"Potter is one of the biggest idiots I have ever had the misfortune to know."

"Mum?" the two asked with raised eyebrows.

"But that was the only bad thing about him. If you have ever had a person called flawless, then Potter came real close." Daphne continued and smiled at the relieved sighs from the twins.

"He was a Gryffindor to the bone and could have put Godric himself to shame. He was selfless, powerful, cunning and intelligent when the occasion called for it. In fact, he was an amalgamation of all the Hogwarts houses, only with a tad more Gryffindor than reasonable. Oh, and a good deal of Slytherin." Daphne added with a slight blush.

"Are we talking about Perseltounge, Mum?" Mia asked with a raised eyebrow and Daphne's blush increased in intensity.

"Why would perseltounge make mum to blush?" Hadrian whispered loudly to his sister.

"She can hear you, idiot." Mia whispered back just as loudly.

"I know, but persel…oh…Oh." Hadrian finished now having a blush of his own.

"Good, now shut up." Mia whispered back also adorning a blush a Daphne's eyes narrowed.

"Is there something I am missing you two…. Maybe relating to the magazine I found between in the study room between your books?"

The blushes disappeared very fast that Harry felt his non-existent eyebrows rising along with those of Daphne.

"We have absolutely no idea what you are talking about Mum." Mia said with a completely straight face.

"And just the idea of a magazine being in a study room is just plain ridiculous." Hadrian said with a scoff.

"Yeah, we should talk Kreacher to stop leaving his rubbish everywhere." Mia agreed with a contemplative look.

"No time like the present then." Hadrian said and stood up to leave.

"Wait for me midget." Mia said as she followed her brother towards the door.

"Hey, don't call me midget, I am older and taller than you."

"In your dreams Potter."

By this point they had were walking out of the door.

"You know, just because you have started growing mini anti-hills on your chest doesn't mean you are old."

"Mum…" Mia whined. "Harry is talking about my breasts again."

"Oh don't be such a baby. It doesn't suit you at all, especially with those… things growing on your chest." Hadrian scolded her.

"Ok, that is it."

"Ouch… Mum." Hadrian whined. "Mia is using magic in the corridor again."

"Now, look who is being a baby. It was just a stinging hex; it wasn't even that painful."

"Oh, then let's see what you make of this one."

"Aren't the two of you supposed to be packing." Daphne shouted from the study where she had been left and Harry heard a couple of swear words from both which made him snort to himself.

"Sorry mum." The two answered and rushed off to their rooms.

Daphne pulled out the locket hanging around her neck and tapped her wand on it and it opened.

"I really wish you were here Potter; you would be so proud of them." She addressed Harry's photo that was in the locket. "They are so much like you and I am afraid they might end up in merlin forbid Gryffindor."

Harry smiled at the woman he loved and still loves. Her hatred had not abated in the least as she used to blame everything that Harry did wrong on his having been in Gryffindor. Even as he felt at peace with the knowledge that his family was alive and happy, he felt his vision become blurry and then it went blank completely as unconsciousness claimed him.

-ANLANLANLANL-

When Harry woke up back in his hotel room in London, he was sporting a shit-eating grin. He realized that he had slept longer than usual but he didn't care. He had seen Daphne as well as his children.

My children.

The mere though made him want to cast a Sonorous and shout out the fact to the whole world. He attempted to whistle but winced immediately at the sound coming from his mouth though that couldn't put a dumper on how happy he was. He decided to go with humming the Hogwarts school song and since there was no fixed tune, he even tried singing a couple times while in the shower but gave up a few lines later. After a brief shower he left the bathroom and in his excitement he didn't see the person seating on his bed.

"Hi, Harry."

"Hi, Luna." He answered absentmindedly and it took him a second to register exactly what he had said. "Wait, Luna… bloody hell, what are you doing in my room. I am naked."

Luna rolled her eyes.

"There is nothing I haven't seen before you know."

"It doesn't mean you have to break into my bedroom." Harry argued even as he didn't try to cover himself.

"Actually the door was open, so I didn't break into it."

Harry just shook his head.

"So what has you so Happy like that." She asked when Harry didn't answer and went to the dressing mirror while still humming the Hogwarts song.

"Well, nothing much, I just had a few moments watching my family. You wouldn't have had anything to do with it would you?"

"What do you mean?" Luna asked in confusion and Harry frowned.

" You mean you have no idea…" he said as his joyous mood disappeared. "…so it was only a dream."

"Harry, what are you talking about?"

Harry sighed and sank down on the bed next to the petite girl.

"I had a dream about Daphne and the twins and I thought it was some kind of vision of what is going on back home."

"Are you saying you saw Mia and Harry?" Luna asked with her eyes widening and Harry perked up at the mentioning of the names.

"Yeah, those were their names in my dream and I think they were preparing to go to Hogwarts."

"How is that possible?" Luna asked more to herself.

"How is what possible?"

"Euphemia Lily Potter and Hadrian Sirius Potter joined Hogwarts today." Luna said absently.

"So it was real…" Harry asked in excitement. "…were they told about the reason why I entered the veil by Daphne today?"

"I am not exactly sure but they had a chat in your study today but I don't know the particulars of the conversation. I don't normally watch them but as they were joining Hogwarts today, I felt that I could check on them and I remember seeing them going to your study."

"Wow, so it was real then." Harry breathed.

"Yes but that shouldn't be possible. Unless your… position allows you to have glimpses of what is happening."

"Well, whatever it is, I am not complaining." Harry said happily.

"It must be some powers you got after mastering the Hallows." Luna said.

"Oh and speaking of new powers, I seem to have gotten a few like teleportation, then spreading my senses or something like that and I feel like my magic just part of me like a third arm. It is easy as breathing and even the simplest spells I don't even need to concentrate."

"That is good to hear but I came to answer some questions if you have any. My time here is limited and I don't know when I will be able to talk to you again." Luna said.

"I guess the biggest question is what the hell happened to wizards of this world?"

Luna was quiet as she pondered the best way to answer the question.

"A Weasley happened."

"What?"

"A Weasley happened Harry, is something wrong with your ears?" Luna asked in amusement.

"I heard you the first time, maybe you should explain a little bit more."

"I understood what you wanted the first time."

"Haha very funny…"

"Oh don't be such a pussy." Luna scolded playfully. "Anyway, the wizards and witches of this world were your typical purebloods. And as a result, inbreeding was a normal occurrence along with the normal effects as you are aware. They were magically weak and the average wizards that you remember in your home universe were considered as some of the most powerful. Those in your category of yourself were simply fiction and had you existed here, you would have been considered a god."

Harry blinked at that revelation.

"However, low level of magical power wasn't the only effect of inbreeding." Luna continued. "There were many cases of squibs and in fact it reached a point where the number of squibs was higher than magicals. So, one particular family, Weasley, had a squib and just like any pureblood family, they hated him, looked down on him and when he reached fourteen, they disowned him. The young man was disgruntled and he decided to try to find a way of acquiring magic to prove to his family of magicals that he was worth of being in their family and this decision led to breaking of the Statute of secrecy."

Harry was completely enraptured in the story now.

"He somehow managed to get the ear of certain government officials and told them about magic. Obviously, they did not believe him so he kidnapped a little girl and took him to the muggles. He told them of accidental magic and they threw the girl in a den of lions. As expected, the girl panicked and her magic burst out and killed the two lions along with the girl but the point had been made. they kidnapped more children to experiment on this new power and when they got convinced that it was real, Weasley told them of his plan and suggested infusing blood of a magical into the body of another person."

Luna paused and settled back on the bed with her head on the pillow facing up and her knees drawn up. Harry resisted to concentrate on the fact that her dress dropped to her stomach leaving her thighs on display.

"After explaining that magic was in a person's blood, the bright minds of that time came up with ways to transfer blood and Weasley was given a task to get wizards to be the donors. Weasley told the rest of the squibs about this development and many of them were interested. They started kidnapping many of the magicals which included the younger wizards and witches. The wizards were proud and their pride was the reason for their extinction. At first, they thought themselves invincible and those who were kidnapped were left to their fate as they saw them to be too weak. Obviously, the experiments didn't yield anything and the muggle scientists started killing off many of the squibs."

"One thing you must understand Harry is that the magical population in this world was very small and the settlement you saw in what used to be Hogsmead back home was the only community of wizards. So, the muggles with the help of squibs attacked this settlement and killed many of the magicals while capturing others with the help of magic suppressing restrained created by the squibs. Those few who managed to escape went and stashed themselves in Peverell castle in Wales where you plan to build your home and they were mostly men while the females were very young girls. Many of them died in a couple of years due to illness as there were no healers, some committed suicide out of depression and so many other factors were at play and by the end of that century, there was no single magical alive."

"Wait… just like that? What about those who were captured." Harry asked finding Luna's story hard to even comprehend.

"All the wizards and witches that were captured were drained of their blood for experiments. When the muggles saw that the squibs were not showing any signs of magic, they killed them too and tried transferring blood to fellow muggles. Unfortunately, there were no results with the muggles either." Luna said and after leaving Harry to think on that a bit, she continued.

"After the last of magicals died who happened to be called Helga Peverell, Magic somehow managed to wipe any information concerning the existence of wizards or the experiments from every mind on earth. All written information was destroyed and there was no trace of the existence of wizards and witches in this word except those ruins at Hogsmead and Peverell castle which have modified muggle repelling wards. On that day, magic as you know it stopped existing in this universe."

Luna paused and Harry narrowed his eyes at her.

"Something you want to add Luna?" he asked suspiciously.

"No, nothing. I am just wondering the best way to tell you that one of your roles in this universe is to repopulate the magical world." She answered with a frown of concertation.

"What?" Harry shouted.

"No need to be so loud. I am right here you know." She scolded him.

Harry looked at her intently for a moment to see whether she was being serious and received a serene look in return.

"You are serious aren't you?" he asked quietly and Luna nodded.

"Well, that is not happening."

"Really?" Luna asked in amusement.

"Yes. I just left Daphne along with two children just because my what did you call it…" string of life" had ended, and now you expect me to get a new wife and er repopulate the world? Like I said, not happening." He said firmly and started dressing up.

"Where are you going?"

"To have breakfast. Your talk has made me very hungry."

"Aren't you interested in knowing about the mutants and how they came into existence?"

"Not if you are going to end the story with having me knock up every female mutant."

Luna snorted.

"Sorry, as much fun as that will be, unfortunately you are not that lucky."

Harry shook his head and finished putting on his pants.

"Anyway, repopulating the magical world won't necessarily require you to be a sperm donor." Luna said and Harry raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean, you did not give me powers to conjure humans did you?"

"No but while magic as we know it no longer exists in this world, your arrival has changed a lot of things. Therefore, you should expect a few muggleborns to begin popping up from time to time. However, since the magic in this universe is weaker than in our home, the number will be very low and if there are more than two for a particular year then that is too much. For the same reason, you will have to knock up a few women as that will help in increasing the magical power levels as even these muggleborns will be at the level of the wizards who were in this world." Luna explained with her eyes twinkling in amusement.

"So it is not an obligation but just a service to this world?" Harry asked.

"Having sex with beautiful women?" Luna clarified.

"Yes, knocking up women to increase the magical power levels."

"Yes it is."

"An obligation, or a service?"

"One of them; it depends on what you want to make of it."

Harry came to the conclusion that he was wasting time and sat back on the bed.

"So where did these mutants come from." He instead asked.

"You remember that there were no results from the experiments…" Luna asked and Harry nodded wondering where this was going. "That is what the muggles thought at that time. However, the squibs had been right that magic is in the person's blood and when these scientists transferred magical blood into the bodies of muggles, it led to unexpected results which would only be seen five hundred years later."

"Maybe a bit more explaining would be in order." Harry said running of patience.

"Patience Harry." Luna frowned at him disapprovingly.

"You the one who said that you have limited tome here, not me." Harry argued and Luna just rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, the muggles who received could not perform magic not only because they had no magical cores but also had very little magic in their bodies for any visible effect. When the world was obliviated about wizards and witches, these people went back to living their normal lives. They married and had children and passed on this little magic to their descendants. After a couple of centuries, the descendants of these lab rats ended up marrying each other and the magic from each parent gradually led to increase in the infants' magic up to recently when children were born with enough magic in their bodies to have an effect on them."

"Just like their ancestors, these children are born without a magical core but the magic in their bodies is too much to just be contained and it started changing them. These children came to be known as mutants. The powers held by a mutant are a modification of wizard's magic capabilities and depends on the affinity of the person if they had been having a magical core for example telepaths would have been having an affinity for legilimency."

"Wow, that is… not what I had expected. Does that mean that I can duplicate any mutant's powers?" Harry asked.

"Yes but it will not be as perfect and it will take you more effort than what a mutant will need to use their powers." Luna answered as she stood up. "Anyway, my time here is up Harry. I suggest you put off joining SHIELD for now so you find a way of locating muggleborns because I assure you that people won't react well to accidental magic."

"Thank you for seeing me Luna and I wasn't really planning to join SHIELD. But I have nowhere to keep kids and it will take me months to complete my Manor in Wales."

"You don't have to worry about that yet and I am sure the house elves will help you in building it faster. Well will be taking my leave. See ya around." She winked at him and disappeared.

"Wait… Luna. Fucking blonde, what did she mean by house elves?" Harry growled.

When it became clear that no one was going to answer him, Harry cursed a bit more in perseltounge before he decided to go and have some breakfast across the street. He kept muttering to himself about stupid blondes and cheeky brats until he entered the modest restaurant. He was looking around for a booth but he was waved over by the pretty brunette waitress who served him yesterday.

"Hello Karen." Harry greeted her glancing at her name tag.

"Hello Harry." She answered with a smile.

"I don't remember telling you my name."

"No, you didn't, the lady over there told me and asked me to send you over when you arrived." Harry looked where she was pointing and raised his eyebrows at Natasha who waved back.

"And here I was thinking that I had finally managed to get a pretty lady like yourself to share my breakfast." Harry said in mock disappointment and Karen giggled.

" I am sure that one will do quite fine. So you want the usual?"

Harry nodded and went over to Natasha.

"I am not sure I am very comfortable with the idea that someone out there is able to find me anywhere I am. Not to mention following me around like a criminal. Oh and I love the new look."

"A good morning to you Harry." Natasha answered.

She wasn't wearing the suit she had been wearing yesterday and instead she wore loose fitting jeans and a turtleneck blouse and had a black leather jacket on top.

"How about you tell me how you are tracking me. I know for a fact that I have no electronic devices on me as they would have been fried with all the magic around me."

"What do you mean by fried." Natasha asked in confusion.

"Magic doesn't mix well with technology and electronics cannot work in the presence of magic. So how are you tracking me?"

"I am afraid I cannot tell you that."

"You know I can read minds right?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow and Natasha tensed. "Don't worry, I hate doing it and only use it when absolutely necessary or to save my life. I just want to know so I can avoid any enemies if make some to track me in the same or similar ways."

Natasha looked uncomfortable.

"I ask that you refrain from reading my mind Harry. I know a lot of specified information which could be dangerous to you just by knowing it."

"I will not be reading your mind unless absolutely necessary Natasha, I promise." Harry assured the redhead.

"That is not very reassuring." She said but Harry could see that she had relaxed slightly though she was still tensed.

"So, how are you tracking me?" Harry asked as he started digging in his breakfast.

"You won't give up will you?"

"No."

"The trackers are not on you; they are inside you."

Harry frowned and swallowed what was in his mouth.

"What do you mean."

"When you were unconscious for the two days, we managed to put a couple of trackers in your body while others you ate them along with the food." She explained and Harry looked at her critically for a moment. He closed his eyes and concentrated his magic on expelling all foreign items from his body and he continued eating.

Natasha's comm' beeped and she answered.

"Agent Romanoff… what do you mean he is off…I guess… that is ok." She hung up and glared at Harry.

"What did you do?"

"I did something?" he asked innocently.

"Stop playing innocent with me Potter."

"I am not playing innocent with you. But there a couple of things I wouldn't mind playing with you."

She sighed.

"What are up to that you don't want us to know?"

"Nothing really, I am just not comfortable with the idea of people following me around like I am criminal."

"Listen Harry, SHIELD is not the only one that registered your arrival and there will be organisations that would want to use you for their goals and if we have no way of tracking you, then we can't help you."

"I assure you that I can protect myself well enough."

"Then why did you want training."

"I can't fight without magic as it would attract unwanted attention so I wanted to learn how defend myself like normal people." He answered honestly.

"And that is in exchange for joining SHIELD?"

"Well… about that." Harry started. "I am not so keen on being ordered around and limited by rules and guidelines while answering to bald old men for every single action I do. However, I will be willing to come and help you guys in case something that needs my help comes up."

"That is unacceptable." Natasha said seriously. "SHIELD can only train you if you are one of their agents."

"I guessed as much, that is why I came to you and not baldy. I want training from you as Natasha and not as Agent Romanoff in exchange for help in case SHIELD asks and that does not mean that I will be running to come and help whenever they ask."

Natasha was quiet as she seemed to contemplate on the offer and Harry finished his breakfast.

"Take all the time you want to think on it, I will come and see you tomorrow."

"Wait, how can I contact you. I imagine that you have no phone because of the magic problem."

Harry paused as he thought of what to do.

"I will find a way in case you agree to my suggestion." He said and after leaving a couple of bills on the table he walked and went to the restrooms where he apparated to Wales.

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Harry arrived in what had been the court yard of Penrhyn Castle and blinked. There were additions to the place he remembered not having been there. The little creatures looked at him with wide eyes full of a mixture of fear and awe. They were about fifteen and looked sickly and extremely skinny and naked. Their huge ears were practically stuck on their heads and they looked very old.

"Luna's gaping cunt…" Harry exclaimed and the eyes of the ugly creatures grew even wider and Harry knew that they would fall out of their sockets if they grew any wider.

"Ma…master?" the youngest looking house elf rasped. It wasn't because it was the spokesperson but because the other wrinkly house elves seemed to be too weak to speak.

"What the hell happened to you?" Harry asked the ugly looking creature who would have made Kreacher win the beauty contest in comparison.

"Bo…bond master. Need…bond." The elf managed to stammer. It took Harry a moment to understand what the creature was trying to tell him.

"You want to bond with me?" He asked incredulously and the thing gave a weak nod. Harry looked at the fifteen house elves; they were too old and weak to be of any use to him. As if reading his mind, the elf rasped out.

"Trans…form…after bo…. bond master, affect…ma…masterrr, magic."

"I am assuming you said that you will be transformed by my magic. I guess I don't have much of an option." Harry said with a sigh as he cursed Luna in his mind for tenth time that day. He silently conjured a bowl and a dagger. Holding the bowl before him with magic, he used the dagger to create a slice in his hand and closed his eyes as blood dropped into the bowl.

"By this blood, willingly given, I Harry James Potter-Black recognise you as my bonded servant for eternity or until when I release you, so mote it be."

He then gave the nearest elf the bowl who caught it in his wrinkly hands and took a sip. He then limped from one elf to another as each took a sip from the blood in the bowl until the very last one had taken then he limped back to Harry and handed him the now empty bowl. He went back in his place and the fifteen house elves spoke in unison.

"So mote it be."

Immediately, there was a bright flash and Harry shielded his eyes. When he felt safe to open them, he was met with a sight which made his jaw drop. Not for the first time and most definitely not the last, Harry marveled at the power of magic. The fifteen house-elves been… transformed could pretty much describe it. Where before were wrinkly, sickly weak and naked house-elves, there were fifteen very healthy elves clad in black aprons which covered the front and behind. The aprons had the sign of the Deathly Hallows which also happened to be the crest for House Peverell at the back while Harry's family crest, a griffin with two snakes on either side inform of a bracket along with two swords crossed on the ground was on the front.

The house-elves looked regal and responsible even with their huge eyes and ears. The elf he had been talking to which Harry wouldn't have recognised except that it was standing in the same position as before spoke up again with a bow.

"Thank you very much great master. I am Triki and we are all proud to be bonded to one as powerful as yourself." The rest of the house-elves mimicked Triki and gave enthusiastic bows of respect.

"That is fine Triki, could you tell me where you have been and how you came to look like that." He asked curiously and frowned when he felt nervousness coming from the bods he shared with them.

" I am sorry great Master but I am not allowed to speak about where we have been." Triki said while his ears fell in shame. "As for why we looked like that, it was because we were not bonded and our systems were failing. While the Great Ones could keep us alive for as much as our bodies could handle, we couldn't bond with them and so our bodies kept degenerating."

Harry frowned wondering who these Great Ones were but he decided to drop that for the moment.

"Is this all of you or are there some others still there?"

"No master, this is all of us."

"You mean the whole of the magical world had only fifteen house-elves?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, great master. The rest of our kin were not young enough to live all that long without a bonded master. We are the only ones remaining and had you not come, we wouldn't have survived the year."

"I see."

"Er… not to sound disrespecting but where did you come from master." Triki asked carefully. "We once served masters we don't remember but they disappeared and no wizard has walked this planet after that."

Harry was surprised at the difference between Triki and the house-elves back home.

"I am not from around here. I was brought to this universe after I died in my own and my role here is to ensure that the magical world is brought back to life and I hope you all will help me along the way."

"Of course Great Master." Triki said with a bow.

"Are you aware of any magical creatures in existence.?" Harry asked.

"Yes Master and some have already settled in the forest." Triki said as he gestured at the intimidating looking forest on the western side of the property that was covered but the wards. "As this is the only place with true magic, many others will be coming in as this is now a beacon of sorts."

Harry nodded in understanding.

"Well in that case, I believe we should get to work on creating our home. I want you to destroy those ruins you are seeing. Any stones that can be used again you collect them in a pile. I want you to clear the place as we shall be building our home right from scratch." Harry instructed and he could see them bouncing in excitement at the prospect of work. "However, before you begin demolishing, I want you to sweep the castle and retrieve anything that is still in good shape or important. I will sort them and see what we can keep."

"Master if I may…" Triki asked and Harry nodded. "How about we collect everything still in good shape and put them in the eastern wing as we destroy the western wing. Then you can sort them while we work on the other wing."

Harry beamed at the elf. "Good idea Triki. Now I am going to find for you guys some lunch but in the meantime, you can get to work." The House-elves bowed and then disappeared with loud 'pops'.

Harry looked around the bushy court yard as well as the thick forest and realized that even with the help of house elves, he was going to take almost a month for the Manor to be completely finished and fit to live in. He turned to leave but he was interrupted by a flash of lightning just a few yards away from him. He swiftly cast a shield in front of him and settled into a fighting stance.

He blinked in confusion when he spotted what he recognised as a phoenix. It was beautiful, its snow-white feathers the same shade as Hedwig almost shining in the bright sunlight. Its wings were very white with a slight shade of blue and the wingtips were an electric-blue, the same as its eyes. Harry approached it and squatted next to it as it studied him.

He knew lightning Phoenixes did not exist in his home universe and were just considered myth. Unlike their fire counterparts like Fawkes which followed around those of the light and their role was to ensure there was balance between light and dark in the world, lightning phoenixes were believed to be fighters. They had the same healing tears like all phoenixes but their cry was not to calm down or please people but to encourage their companions as well as instill fear in their enemies.

According to myth, these kind only bonded to fighters and not just any fighters but those who fight to protect. They were the rarest type of phoenixes so it would be understandable when Harry spent over two minutes just gaping at the beautiful avian. He would have continued to stare if it had not chirped at him in irritation.

"Er…hi." He said with a slight blush. The phoenix continued to stare at him.

"So… what can I do for a beauty like you."

He was assaulted by certain images in his mind and blinked a bit before looking at him in amusement.

"You want to bond with me?" He asked in surprise after he had interpreted the images. He received other images and he got the feeling that it was…she… she was calling him an idiot.

"Well I am honored though I am wondering why me." He said and received a couple of images which he interpreted as 'you are the only one available you twit."

"Yeah, you got a point there I guess. So how do we do this?" harry asked and he was received a couple more images in answer. He concentrated his magic with his intentions clear and gently projected it towards the phoenix which seemed to absorb it into itself. He kept pushing until he started panting and a sheen of sweat formed on his forehead. His vision started blurring and white spots appeared before his eyes and then everything went black.

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AN: I thank you all my readers and hope that this chapter has answered a couple of questions that I was being asked by reviews whom I could not answer. Once again, English isn't my first or even second language so please excuse my grammatical errors. And I am looking for a beta reader so anyone interested please you can contact me. See you next chapter.