A/N: The first chapter of an idea I have.
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Harry took the Basilisk fang he had kept from the Chamber of Secrets, among other things, and tossed it into the green flames.
In Latin - which he'd been working on for the past few months - he offered his greatest spoil of battle to his Divine Parent.
The flames shot upward, changing from green to blue, then to purple, and finally settling on black. The symbol - which he'd learned was called Hecate's Wheel - appeared above the flames, shining with white fire.
The wheel itself became reflective, like a mirror. Inside, was a red-haired woman with eyes as green as Harry's own. She smiled at him and winked.
"I am proud to call you my son."
The the mirror dissolved into little green sparkles that covered Harry from head to toe, leaving him to glow in the darkness.
"And blessed shall you be," her voice whispered, carried away in the darkness.
Who knew that designing a broom for Nimbus would make him so much money? More than he already had anyway.
But Harry indeed had an idea, showed his Account Manager and voila, he was in contact with the Nimbus Company. And of course any broom that Harry Potter wished to market had to be good, right? He went through hell to get them to actually test the bloody thing instead of just accepting it because it was a Potter Creation.
And so Blitz came into the racing scene and nearly everyone and their brother wanted one.
Blitz was faster than the Firebolt by seven miles per hour. Braking took half the time.
The Nimbus Company was happier than anything to finally take back the top position for broomstick sales, leaving Randolph Spudmore and his Firebolt, in the dust.
Harry made investments. Harry lived alone. Harry did not venture into relationships. Harry was a bit lonely, only rarely going back to England to visit the Weasleys and his godson. And to attend Mione and Ron's wedding.
Since he could simply Apparate - he was powerful enough to do so internationally, which not many could accomplish - the boy to Vancouver for a weekend, he was never lonely for friendship.
Life passed on with ease. And then it began to become a pain when Teddy got older and started asking questions.
Where do babies come from?
Why can't I wear dresses?
Why don't you have a boyfriend yet?
Teddy seemed to pick up on things quickly.
One, he knew that Harry only liked boys and wanted Harry to get married to someone who was 'awesome', his words. Two, Teddy found himself interested in girly clothing. Three, since Teddy was a Metamorphmagus, he was able to change his gender at will. So he would switch between girl and boy. He even had two closets at Harry's penthouse. One for boy clothes and one for girls. Who was Harry to deny him? It wasn't like he was hurting anyone.
And so Harry made excuses. He had a goddaughter and a godson who had different weekends to come see him, in case any muggles in the building asked questions and he needed a plausible answer. The magicals didn't care.
And the first few years of his 'immortality' passed by rather calmly.
Teddy had nearly died of Dragon Pox.
And it was the first time Harry Potter met Death. And she was something else.
She wasn't what he expected.
Death was female. Death liked to flirt. Death offered her 'Master' a few things that he didn't feel comfortable thinking about.
And in the middle of the chaos, he had to convince her - since he didn't want to order her - to not let Teddy die.
She did as asked, in return for the life of some random person.
The next day, the famed crocodile hunter died by a sting to the heart.
Death would neither confirm or deny any involvement?
It was in late in December in 2006, that Harry made a discovery that just seemed to further explain that other gods existed.
More like he'd been on a vacation in South America, on the very southern tip of Chile. Near Cape Horn, when it happened.
There he was, in a boat that he had put all manner of protections on it as he navigated the shocking blue waters of the Chilean Sea, when he heard something that sort of terrified him.
It was a hissing. A loud hissing. Parseltongue. Most would assume that it was the waves and the foam of the water, but Harry understood the language of the serpents and he could hear this one. And by how its words seemed to sound, it was bloody enormous!
Unable to help himself, Harry shrugged off his clothing and placed a disillusionment charm around the boat. He then froze it in place, so the water wouldn't take it away. With use of the Bubble Head Charm and a heating charm, he dove into the water, wand tightly clasped in his hand.
What he found about a hundred feet in, was enough to make him gape for a moment.
It was a snake. It was an gigantic snake. It was so large, that Harry briefly flashed back to a film about Godzilla that he had seen. He could tell that this thing was bigger than Godzilla. Much, much larger.
He had to be floating at least fifty feet above it's eye, which was hard to describe. Yellow, like Hufflepuff colors. A black slit in the center. The scales spread out and over a smooth looking area that expanded far beyond Harry's sight, to a large, dark bump that he assumed was the other eye, resting in the distance.
The head was at least half a mile long. And from what he could see of the body, it stretched far behind the snake, blending into the darkness of the ocean beyond. He turned slightly, noting how long it actually was. It's mouth, which thankfully was close by, was clasped around a long object that thinned out to almost a point. And then he knew, it was the snake's tail.
The snake was so large that it was big enough to wrap it's body - under the ocean at least - around the world in order to hold on to its tail.
If it ever decided that it was hungry, the amount of devastation it would create, would be purely disastrous.
He turned back, noting that he held the eye's attention. Not good.
§A Midgardian has discovered my existence. You are not normal are you? I have been hidden from the view of mortals.§
Harry had studied Norse Mythology briefly and knew that Midgard was the term for Earth. The big snake called him an Earthling, basically.
And if this snake was talking in old Norse terms, then it must be Jörmungandr.
He didn't think it possible for a snake to grow so large, but apparently, it could. Then again, it was from another Realm or something like that, so maybe it was possible for non-Earth born snakes to grow to such lengths.
§I am a wizard and I heard your hissing from above the surface,§ he told the great serpent.
The yellow eye began glowing.
§I have remained in this water for many millenia. The moment I release my tail, it is said that Midgard should end.§
Harry frowned, §Are you actually touching anything but water?§
§No.§
Harry nodded to himself, §Then I'm going to ask you to release your tail. I'm shrinking you and getting you out of here.§
He wasn't about to believe that a snake would bring about the end of the world. It was a load of codswallop and it wasn't going to happen.
The Elder Wand, the most powerful magical artifact in existence, created by Death Herself, hummed in his hand. His magic, combined with the wand's would be enough.
He began casting, hissing several words, unaware that he was speaking Parseltongue spells.
The entire serpent began to glow green, the light stretching for miles into the darkness of the ocean.
Jörmungandr was forced to let go of his tail as he suddenly began to shrink in size. The tail and it's glow disappeared from the one side as the great serpent seemed to become flatter.
Harry watched as the transfiguration went to work, forcing Jörmungandr into a more compact size as he continued to shrink.
Finally, floating before him was a snake a little bigger than Voldemort's Nagini had been.
§You have broken the prophecy of the All Father,§ Jörmungandr hissed in amazement. §You are powerful, young Midgardian.§
Harry smiled, §My name is Hadrian. And Odin whats-his-name doesn't hold majority over all in existence. He is simply one being. There are many other sentient or semi-sentient beings that hold more power and position. I am one of them. Now, would you like to come home with me, Jörmungandr?§
§Yes, I'd like that very much.§
The poor snake needed some warmth and food.
A/N: The first is done. Yes, I had Harry take in Loki's child. And Harry fucked with Odin's prophecy about Ragnarok and Thor fighting Jörmungandr.
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