Harry La Fay

A Harry Potter Übercross Fic

By Insanity Lord

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Chapter 3 – In which we meet Neville Longbottom and find out that he's going to be friends with Harry and more stuff happens leading up to the part where our heroes go to Hogwarts and stuff.

Marin was visiting Madam Longbottom. She knew what day it was, and she was here to stop it. Well, that, and telling the Longbottoms that Harry La Fay was, legally, Neville's god-brother. Raising her hand, she was about to knock on the door, when a frightened scream caught her attention. The goddess glanced up, and the five-year-old Neville Longbottom stopped in mid air.

"HEY! What do you think you're doing!? I'm trying to see if that useless boy has magic or not!" came the upset yell of Neville's uncle. Marin gently lowered the child to the ground and gave the man a flat stare.

"You are an idiot," she said flatly, and the man flew out of the window. Fortunately, he landed in a tree. Unfortunately, he soon fell out of said tree, smashing through branches on the way down. "Honestly, throwing a child out of a window."

The door opened, and Madam Longbottom, vulture hat and all, was staring at the woman. "You attacked my family."

"He threw your grandson out of a window," Marin said flatly. "Think about that. Not as the matriarch of a pure-blood family, but as a grandmother. Think about it for a moment."

And Madam Longbottom did. "Well, if he bounced it would have been fine," she said. "What do you want?"

"..." I must not turn her into a donkey. I must not turn her into a donkey. Or a cat. Or any kind of animal. Or a vulture. Hm... "You are a horrible grandmother."

And the vulture came to life on her head.

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Mordred was laughing as an embarrassed Marin told him the story of Madam Longbottom and the vulture. "Did you even get to the point of the visit?" he asked. "And what happened to no interference?"

"That only applies to historical events and the like," Marin said, holding up the glass of wine she was drinking. It was good wine. "They both had it coming. Honestly, throwing a child out of a window... but yes, I got to the point of the visit eventually. Madam Longbottom will allow Neville to visit this weekend. Coincidentally, at the same time as Dumbledore."

Mordred just chuckled. "I wish I had been there to see you teach the Longbottoms a lesson," he said. "Sounds like something Mother would do."

"No," Marin said, "she would have kicked the man out of the window and watched him break something on the ground. And then make a joke about it."

"So true," Mordred mused. "Unless she was on a sugar rush like the last time she visited...then she'd have done something even more drastic."

Marin sighed. "She's your Mother, I respect her...kind of...but she drives me up a wall."

Mordred shrugged helplessly. "You just have to get used to her?" he said weakly. "What? You're surprised that I'm defending her? She's my mother."

Marin drained the glass and just stole the wine and drank from the bottle directly. "At least you're calm. Most of the time."

"Can you even get drunk?"

"No. But what's that got to do with anything?"

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Harry was duelling Ardell again. He wanted to get better at the game, and so did Ardell. Leon was good. Neither of them knew why, considering he never played with people, but he had trounced them in every game they played since they had first played a week ago.

"How did he get so good?" Harry asked again. "I mean, he said so himself, he doesn't play with people."

Ardell shrugged and destroyed one of Harry's traps with a spell card. "Who knows?" he said. "I'd love to know. I really would."

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Leon was playing cards with the person he had learned to play with for a year. Of course, depending on your point of view, 'person' might be stretching it. His opponent was a young woman, wearing blue plate mail armour. She had white hair and red eyes, and black wings.

"Are you going to tell them?" Dark Valkyria said as she casually took control of one of Leon's monsters and tributed it to summon something else. Leon snorted.

"Meh, let them figure it out on their own," he said. "So, Harry is a summoner?"

Dark Valkyria nodded. "I felt it. Not Ardell, not yet," she said. "I felt a great deal of light and darkness in him. Ironic, considering what he is."

Leon hadn't bothered asking what she meant by that. He had learned a year ago that Dark Valkyria hardly ever spoke of things she didn't feel like talking about (much like Leon, actually), and this new thing about Harry was something she wouldn't talk about. "Any idea who he summoned?"

"Yes," came the simple reply.

"You going to say?"

"No."

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"He probably just plays against himself," Ardell said with a shrug.

"Yeah, probably."

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Ardell was looking at the card he planned to use to summon his first spirit. "Tour Guide From the Underworld," he said, repeating what Marin had told him. "We have to learn to read properly..."

Harry nodded. "Well, we are learning...but really, we're five years old. So, you going to summon her?"

Ardell stared at the card. Three stars. Marin said it was safe to summon a three starred monster. "Yeah," he said, and focused his magic on the card. It began to glow, and the spirit appeared. More cute than attractive, she had short red hair done up in twin ponytails, reddish eyes, and a cute smile.

"Oooh, hello!" she said. "One of you is my new master?"

Harry just blinked. "Uh...hi. Yeah, he is," he pointed to Ardell. "He summoned you."

The tour guide blinked at them both, looking between the children before sighing. "I've been summoned by a child?" she asked. "Brave of you, you know..."

She leaned in close, grinning as she ran a finger down Ardell's cheek. To his credit, the child didn't flinch back, he just looked at her. Then again, the Lady of Faith had been nice, so maybe this one would be too?

"You're a very brave child," she purred. "Not many would summon a spirit of the dark like me. What are your names?"

"Ardell Brighton," Ardell replied. "You're pretty."

"Why, thank you, Ardell," the Tour Guide said. "And your name, child?"

She turned to Harry. The boy smiled. "Harry La Fay."

The Tour Guide blinked. "Did you say La Fay? Oh my, there hasn't been a La Fay summoner since Morgana."

Harry blinked at her. "She's my grandmother."

The Tour Guide blinked. "Oh, you poor child. I'm afraid your sanity is not long for this world."

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Sunday afternoon arrived at the La Fay household, with many paranoid delusions of never leaving the building sane. Oh, the Longbottoms and Dumbledore arrived too, and had to be escorted into the grounds because the wards would do unpleasant things to them otherwise.

"Welcome to our home. Please, follow me." Mordred greeted them at the gates. "Our wards will do very unpleasant things to you unless I'm with you as you walk in. We're a very private family."

As Mordred started leading them through the gates, a car suddenly dropped in from the sky. The occupants of the vehicle were screaming, and Mordred stopped, turning. "Ah!" he said brightly, "the Grangers are here! Welcome!"

He sauntered up to the car and opened the door. "Glad to see that you accepted our invitation. Mordred La Fay. Welcome to Blaidd Drwg, Wales. This adorable child must be your daughter, Hermione." He smiled. She's not screaming or crying. That's impressive.

The girl's parents just stared at the man. Mordred ignored the stares he was getting from the magical guests and continued smiling. "Let me show you in."

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Marin was just staring at her husband as Albus Dumbledore ranted at him about letting muggles into a wizarding village, via magic no less.

"You turned their car into a portkey! Are you mad?!"

Mordred cleaned his ear with his pinkie finger. "Only enough to be interesting, and I did it because I could. Next question?"

Marin threw a book at his head. He flew across the living room and crashed through a window, flying even further and smashing into the wall surrounding the grounds.

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Truthfully, Marin knew that Hermione was a witch. It was highly likely that Dumbledore knew too, since he had direct access to the attendance scrolls in Hogwarts. Still, it was breaking a great many laws, bringing her family to a magical village.

Which is probably why he did it, she thought as she watched Harry, Ardell, and Leon make friends with Neville and Hermione, screw the laws of the system. Why are all the La Fays this way? Although, once it becomes obvious that Hermione is a witch, the rules change. Damn it, Mordred, why are you so cocky?

She knew why, of course. They were a nigh-untouchable clan of devils, humans – magical or otherwise – had no real chance of hurting them. No, Dumbledore might be able to hurt Mordred...his magic is that powerful, but kill him? Even I'm not sure if that's possible for the old man.

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Hermione squeaked when Harry idly mentioned that they were wizards. "Magic exists?" she said in a small voice. "But...that...what?"

"Um..." Neville glanced at the other three. "S-should we be...talking about this?"

Harry shrugged. "She's probably got magic too. Dad wouldn't have brought her here otherwise." He paused. "Um, I think. Unless he really just wanted to mess with Dumbledore."

Hermione blinked. "Dumbledore?"

"Oh," Harry bit his lower lip, "he's basically the best wizard in the world or something. Dad likes to mess with him for some reason."

Mostly because almost every other Dumbledore in the multiverse had no idea when to stop his actions for the 'Greater Good'. Mordred had, from the moment he settled on this idea of raising a Harry Potter as his own son, decided to make his life more interesting, just for the fun of it.

Allowing a mundane-born witch into his home before she was eleven years old was just one of many things he planned to do over the years. "Anyway," Harry carried on," he's not a bad man, but mom told me he sometimes...goes too far. I'm not sure what that means, but she didn't seem very happy when she said it."

There was also the time when his mother had been talking about somebody named 'Delores Umbridge', and she had a somewhat angry look on her face. He didn't bother asking about it, since he knew that she wouldn't say anything.

"So," he said to his new friend, "want to learn a game?"

Hermione blinked and nodded. "All right."