I'm back, and with a new chapter of Harry Potter: The Black Sorcerer! Thanks to everyone who favorited and reviewed my first story!

Today, the rest of the Potters make their debut! With the tragedy of Sorcery Arts Online, I'm sure that today some tears will be shed, and not just for the characters. ;)

I also included a bit of humor in this chapter, at the expense of James Potter, hehe.

By the way, current poll results are:

Harem: 2

Luna: 2

To Inmiru: It's (the names thing) real life, at least, based on personal experience. Thanks as well, I'll go change the buffering time to channeling time. Kudos to you!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Sword Art Online. They belong to J.K. Rowling and Kawahara Reki, respectively.

James Potter, the Head of National Defense for Great Britain, could claim that he was not afraid of anything. If his friends from his high school years would tell others about the time when he ran away from a hoard of fangirls, he would vehemently deny it.

He had been born into an affluent family with a very high societal status. As a result, he was home schooled by his parents and professional tutors instead of going to a regular school until he reached his 11th birthday. It was during this when he was finally given the chance to join a school; and (surprise, surprise…) it was a fancy prep school for the rich and the very gifted.

During his school years, he was a rather open and free-spirited boy who could often be mischievous; a fact that his former professors could attest to. He had attained a penchant for pranks and practical jokes; a fact that his parents did not easily accept. The only insurance that they had was that he was the top student in his batch, not that he was really trying to be.

He had found a group of loyal friends who stuck by him through his school years. Despite not having met each other again for years after graduation; James still tried to keep up with his friend's lives, his job and his family.

It was during his 3rd year that he found woman of his dreams in the form of Lily Evans; not that he knew it at any rate. The young woman was new student at that time; which was evidently seen as she looked around the campus, confused as to her surroundings. At that time, he had tried to honestly help the new student out of the goodness of his heart; not that he minded ogling her when she wasn't looking. Lily Evans did have a nice looking bum…

Over the course of that school year, he found himself enamored with the bright girl that had somehow wormed her way into his life. She was the person that he could easily consider his best friend. Lily was bright, and exceptionally so; had the temper to match her vibrant red hair and the brightest and most dazzling emerald eyes he had born witness to. If he were to be honest with himself at that time, he knew that what he loved the most about Lily Evans were her emerald hue eyes.

He spent most of his time with her; either in the library studying, elsewhere doing something else, or just simply chatting. His group of friends had at one point pulled him aside and told him that they supported him; not that James had understood the context of that particular conversation until later in his life.

It was during the summer break after that school year that he horrifyingly discovered that he was attracted to the fiery persona that was Lily Evans. When he told his friends about it, they had all snorted and told him "Took you long enough!" in unison.

He had face-vaulted rather hard afterwards.

It was the following school year that he had decided to finally pursue Lily Evans, not that his parents minded. They actually supported him, which confused him to no end; that is until they told him that she would be a perfect match for him when they had found out that she had over-taken him as the top student of the batch. It didn't help when his father pulled him aside and told him that she was a good catch, then proceeded to tell him about "the bird's and the bees". That particular conversation had left him steaming red afterwards.

He decided to take a leaf out of the book of movies during his, honestly pitiful, attempts. He had tried slipping a letter from a secret admirer into her locker, key word being tried. When he did try, he did not know that she had switched classes and had swapped lockers with another batch mate. The male student that had received that particular letter was horrified when he discovered a letter of admiration from a fellow male student in his locker. The poor young adult had passed out right in the hallway and was rushed to the ER. The man was left homophobic even when he had graduated already.

His next attempt was to pull on her hair. He had read in a book somewhere that if a boy pulled on the hair of a girl, it meant that they liked that particular girl. He received a bloody nose for his efforts, courtesy of a fist to the face from one angry Lily Evans.

Another obstacle, other than his pathetic attempts at wooing, were Lily's sister and friends, particularly one named Severus Pius Snape. Every time he would go to Lily's home, which he found the address when he had walked her home one day; he would be told that Lily was not home by her older and very protective sister named Petunia. That or he would be chased down the street by said older girl carrying a rolling pin, screaming bloody murder. (1)

At school, she was shadowed by her close friend Severus. The taller boy had foiled his plans more than once; either by sticking closer to her or alerting Lily's growing base of fans of a 'stalker' that shadowed the red-haired girl at school. Most of the male student body had become a wall of bodyguards during those situations. (2)

He had even warned him with the threat of a warrant of constraint from the police. James decided to watch out for the lanky boy whenever he was around Lily ever since then.

The rest of the year was filled with humorous, failed attempts, violent outbursts, and occasional screams of pain. The last one first occurred when James had accidentally followed Lily in the dressing room. He was sure that he had suffered brain damage during that particular incident. Now if he could only remember why he had walked in there…

It was during their graduation that he had confessed to Lily. She had laughed at him, and had given him a peck on the cheek; telling him that she knew all along and just wondered when he would man up and just tell her, instead of continuing his obvious hilarious attempts at giving her hints.

After 2 years following their graduation from college, they had married on February 14. Despite going to different schools because of their difference in career choice, the two had managed to maintain their relationship. James had learned that distance did indeed make the heart grow fonder. Lily had learned how irritating James Potter could be when he constantly bombarded her Facebook with messages every single hour of every single bloody day.

Their wedding was no big bash. It was a small wedding ceremony with only their family members and closest friend attending. His best man was his oldest friend Frank Longbottom and Petunia had been the bridesmaid.

It was a year and a half after their marriage that they had received terrible news that James's older brother and wife had died in a car crash. All they left behind was a young baby that had been orphaned at the age of 1 year and 4 months; a baby named Harrison James Potter, son of the deceased Edward Potter and his spouse Rosebeth Kelly.

They had adopted the young orphan at the behest of Lily. The red haired woman had met the deceased couple and hit it off with them a few minutes after meeting. Rosebeth Potter nee Kelly was alike Lily Evans in many ways including her emerald eyes; the only difference was that she had decided to take the path to becoming a doctor instead of a politician like Lily. Edward Potter was like her husband in nearly everything. It helped that his parents always made family the number one priority at all times and had James adopt the child.

So adopt him they did. They had raised Harry as if he were their own child; spoiling him and making him feel loved at all times. A few months after Harry had turned 6, Lily had joyously found out that she was pregnant. An overjoyed James Potter had run around the neighborhood screaming in rejoice. Harry had laughed and asked them if he was going to be a big brother. Lily had nodded and hugged the young boy. Nine months later on August 25, a young healthy boy named Charlus Edward Potter had been born.

A year and a half afterward on April 24, Lily had given birth to another baby, a girl this time, named Rosebeth Lilian Potter. It was during this when Harry, in all his curiosity, had asked his parents how babies were made. The conversation had ended when an embarrassed James had told Harry that babies were brought by storks from cabbage patches.

James was content. He had a good life; a wonderful family, a fully functional job and he still had his whole life ahead of him. Yes, he wasn't afraid of anything.

Today was a different case altogether. This time, it wasn't assassination attempts from his job, a hoard of fangirls; or even an irate Lily Potter nee Evans armed with a frying pan.

It was his eldest child.

He had been finishing paperwork, ready to head home for dinner, when his secretary had burst into the room, telling him to meet with the Prime Minister for an emergency meeting.

The meeting had informed them about the horrifying events that had occurred earlier that day, an incident caused by the renowned Tom Marvolo Riddle; the VRG-Set and the game known as Sorcery Arts Online where as many as 20,000 players were now trapped within. James had nearly screamed in outrage and was about to have a full-blown panic attack.

It was after that particular meeting that the Potter patriarch had frantically pulled out his cellphone and called his wife, who he was sure to be home right now. He remembered that their eldest had done the Beta for that game and was given a finished copy the previous day. When he realized it, he had become pale faced.

As he waited for his wife to pick up, he hurriedly ran to his car to get home quickly, all the way praying to any deity that he was not too late.

Lily Potter nee Evans had been having a wonderful day when things had taken a turn for the worst. She had left work early, requesting a half-day which the Minister had granted, and had arrived home on that weekend at 5:00 to find her two children out and playing with their friends, and her eldest adopted son in his room with that helmet over his head. She then reminded herself that today had been the launch for the game known as Sorcery Arts Online that Harry had beta-d for two month prior.

She then proceeded to make their dinner of stewed salmon, roast beef and vegetables. Afterwards, she then decided to call her children inside to have dinner. Rosebeth and Charlus had obeyed and come inside after bidding farewell to their friends. Lily took a look at the clock which read 6:25 and frowned. Normally, fifteen minutes earlier, her husband would have arrived already but paid no attention. He was the Head of Defense and he would often be called into emergency sessions. Her eldest should have come down from his room already as well. She called him out again only to receive nothing in response.

Deciding to go to his room, she walked up the stairs and quietly stepped into Harry's bedroom. Lily had found her eldest still on his bed, appearing to be asleep with that helmet still over his head. She frowned and walked over to him and gently poked his side.

"Harry, sweetie; it's dinner time." She told him. "Dinner's ready, everyone's waiting."

Harry did not even stir from his apparent slumber.

After trying for a few more seconds, she resolved to simply unplugging the machine from its socket. Just as she reached for the chord and was about to pull it, her cell phone rang from her pocket.

Stepping back, Lily fished out her phone and saw her husband had called her. Quickly answering, she put the phone on her ear.

"LILY!" cried the voice of her spouse from the other end. Lily cringed at his loud tone, her ears numbing from the intensity of his voice.

"James, please don't shout! I can hear you quite well you kno-" Lily scolded him before she was cut-off by her frantic sounding husband.

"Lily, where's Harry?! Did you do anything to him?!"

"No, he still has that helmet on his head. I was just about to unplug it-" she informed her husband only for his shout to stop her mid-sentence.

"DON'T TOUCH IT!" James yelled from the other end of the line. "TURN THE TV ON LILY!"

Grabbing the remote for the television in Harry's room that was on his nightstand, she pointed it at the TV and pressed the power button, turning the device on.

What she saw on-screen horrified her to no end. All stations were broadcasting the events and tragedies that surrounded the game Sorcery Arts Online. The headlines informed viewers to not take-off, or unplug the VRG-Set from victims and were to call emergency services immediately.

Lily was beside herself; she was horrified! She looked to her son who was still strapped to the device on his head, looking so peacefully asleep.

She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands as tears leaked from her eyes, trailing down her face. 'A-and, I-I was j-just about to unplug it!' she thought in absolute revulsion.

If her husband hadn't called her that precise moment, she shuddered to think what would've happened should she have pulled the plug.

'I could've killed him!' Lily thought in dismay. She shakily picked up cell phone and told her husband to call emergency services as she would try to do the same and keep their pseudo son stable.

All this happened as Tom Riddle announced to the trapped players of Sorcery Art Online, without Harrison being any the wiser.

Petunia hated Lily for her magic in HP canon. So, assuming that she didn't have magic, and was a 'normal' person, Petunia wouldn't really have any real reason to hate her out of jealousy. I pictured her to be a protective sister as shown in Harry Potter the Deathly Hollows where she wanted to protect Lily during their younger years.

Snape and Lily broke off their friendship when Snape called her a mudblood during their fifth or sixth year. Since there are no pureblood supremacists, I think Snape would have finally had the guts to tell Lily how he felt. However, should Lily reject him (which indeed happened in this story), they were good friends and would remain so. Snape is also Rosebeth's godfather FYI.

AND DONE! BTW, I will still rewrite this chapter so again not to worry!

Now, Harry's heritage has finally been revealed! First chapter was told in general perspective. Harry is indeed aware of his heritage, like Kirito, and much like him decided to close himself off from the rest of his family.

Please, leave a review. It won't hurt to just scroll down and type a small review in. I still need votes on the pairings!

Here are the choices for the pairings:

Daphne Greengrass

Cho Chang

Nymphadora Tonks (maybe)

Luna Lovegood

Lavander Brown

SAO girls (maybe)

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley (canon)

Hannah Abott

Susan Bones

Tracey Davis (any other girl you can name, and I'll think about it)

Also, anyone who can guess who Orion really is will get a cookie!