"Why me?" was the only thing Orochimaru could seem to ask as the Daimyo chuckled.

"You have proven that you are strong and dependable. You've shown that Will of Fire Sarutobi talks about. The people in this room have not one bad thing to say about you. You have the charisma and strength needed to lead. I think you're perfect for the job." The Fire Daimyo said as everyone around even the old war hawk Danzo clapped afterward.

"I still don't see why me. Why not Jiraiya, Sakumo Hatake, or even Minato Namikaze." Orochimaru said as the Daimyo walked up to him and placed his hand on Orochimaru's shoulder. He didn't understand why he was arguing being chosen to become the next Hokage was a great honor, but he knew that being Hokage was something that needed the right leader, so that couldn't be him.

"Each of the people you've named was considered, but in the end, you were the best choice. Due to the many things you did for this village and was thinking of many different ways to Time prove this village you're always looking out for the people and the shinobi core. You may be young but there are so many things you can learn still." The Daimyo said with a broad smile and much confidence.

"B-But…I'm a sannin! There's no way-" Orochimaru started but was cut off by Hiashi.

"The appointment of a Kage needs not to be ranked, Orochimaru-san. Chunin, like Sarutobi-sama, has become Hokage, so why not a sannin for that matter? It is all about discernment, Orochimaru-san." Hiashi said as he gazed at Orochimaru with a small smile.

Orochimaru had saved him along with a few others from the village in the last great Shinobi War, so if Orochimaru needed anything of his clan, they'd do it without hesitation. The others of the room looked at Hiashi in shock, mainly because the man never gave anyone words of encouragement, even if his words were very discreet and hidden…

With that being said, the Fire Daimyo smiled and looked toward Orochimaru, who remained silent with his head to the floor in thought.

"Will you accept the position, Orochimaru of the sannin, or should we call you, Hokage-sama?" The Fire Daimyo asked with a brighter smile.

Orochimaru stood still, still contemplating the offer. He never thought he could be chosen to be Hokage. He knew for a fact there were plenty of other ninjas who were stronger than him right now…, but if this is what needed to protect the people of the village, then so be it. He would protect those precious to him…

"I accept," Orochimaru said, with his head raised and fire burning in his eyes.

Some of them were taken back by the overwhelming conviction in his eyes that promised his 110% on the job. They all smiled, even Danzo almost cracked a smile, as they saw Orochimaru and his determination. They saw the Will of Fire in his emerald green eyes…"Alright then, but there are a few things you should know if you are to be Hokage." Sarutobi said as he walked up to his favorite student while motioning for Jiraiya to step forward.

"Orochimaru, you have a golden opportunity! You get to have multiple women or men if you into that kind of thing. Knowing you, you're going to find a way to impregnate any of your man-lovers who'll all marry you! Multiple women, or men! Orochimaru! You need at least 4, Being the last of your family or clan. but the skies the limit on how many you can have. I'd kill to be in your shoes! … but remember Orochimaru; only chose for love and nothing else. Oh, and not any of your creepy fangirls." Orochimaru shuddered at the thought of his fangirls.

A few days later

It's been a few days since his inauguration of becoming the yondaime Hokage. Orochimaru was in the Hokage office, his office, with shadow clones running about doing all the work that had piled up while Homura, Koharu, and Hiruzen were instructing them on what to do. The Real Orochimaru was reading through B-rank and higher mission reports and placing them in 2 piles; success and failure. He was glad to see that only 3 of the 200 reports he had read were in the failure pile. It was then his secretary walked into the fray of clones and papers.

"Um, Hokage-sama, Danzo-sama is here to see you… Should I send him in?" she asked as she looked around. All the clones started organizing the papers better and put them away in a matter of seconds when Orochimaru nodded. The secretary left the room as Homura, Koharu, and turned and walked toward Orochimaru.

"I don't know why you accepted to meet with him, Hokage-sama. He'll only try to play for power." Koharu said as she stood in front of Orochimaru's Hokage desk while Homura nodded beside her. As Hiruzen stood beside his student in Silence as he wonders what's Orochimaru going to do. " I know how to deal with him," Orochimaru said, as Danzo came walking in like he owned the place. The clones worked in silence as he entered the room.

"Having shadow clones do the work, while the real you has meetings. Impressive Orochimaru; given the shadow clone's ability to send information back to the original." Danzo commented as he watched Orochimaru like a hawk.

"Yeah, we've been doing a lot of work since early morning, but we've just about finished. Anyways, what did you wish to see me about, Danzo?" Orochimaru said as he leaned forward in his chair. "How do you plan to keep the village safe, Orochimaru?" Danzo said with a smirk on his face as he watched Orochimaru. He refused to call this… boy Hokage-sama. The other 2 elders and Hiruzen caught the lack of respect, but Orochimaru waved it off.

" we'll need to send more of our ninja out to show the other lands that Konoha is still stronger than them, so I'll be taking control of your ROOT ninja," Orochimaru said calmly as the others looked shocked, especially Danzo.

"H-how did you know about my ROOT Anbu?" Danzo asked as Homura and Koharu wanted to know as well as Hiruzen looked at Danzo wondering what else his old friend is hiding. Orochimaru just smirked as he said "Well you see, I noticed that on the registry we have 500 ninjas who were counted alive in the village as of this morning, but we have a total populace count of 1,100 as of today.

So, I looked over the civilian registry count and we only had 300 people classified as civilians. I then read through the hidden registry and found that you have a ROOT program of ninja who makes a total count of 300, which makes up for the imbalance in the numbers. Also, your program is listed under the Hokage's signature, so I can take command of your operatives at any moment I chose." Orochimaru finished as he looked at the old war hawk with his best cold stare, but the others were wide-eyed. Orochimaru was a prodigy in his own right and the youngest Hokage to date. Had caught and cornered Danzo, the 68-year-old war hawk, where not even Sarutobi or anyone else had. Danzo did the only thing he could after hearing that.

"I'll have them ready for your command as soon as this meeting is over," Danzo said as he was still stunned. His respect for Orochimaru had grown in just that small reveal of simple intelligence that everyone else had overlooked.

"Thank you Danzo, now is there anything else you need?" Orochimaru said as he leaned back in his chair. Danzo shook his head to get out of his daze as he gazed at Orochimaru with a far more watchful eye.

"Yes, I am still concerned about your ideology with regards to our village and the ninja world in particular," Danzo said as he and the other elders watched Orochimaru. To them, it was like watching a heated battle, cat, and mouse, and for once in their long ninja lives; they couldn't tell which was the cat and which was the mouse.

"I see; you wanna see if I can make the tough decisions when it comes to the village and others as well. Well, have no fear, because even I know when some threats need to be… put down. I'll do what is needed of me, because I accepted this title to protect this village, and I'll do that even if it causes my heart 100 pains!" Orochimaru said with conviction as Danzo nodded, his respect growing just a bit more. Homura looked to Koharu as they grew worried that Orochimaru would be as they feared Danzo would have been. Danzo turned and walked to the door, and was about to leave when Orochimaru spoke.

"Oh and Danzo, that's Hokage-sama to you, because you should know that I lead this village now, and those who can't show the proper respect or who stand in the way of peace and justice… can be dealt with as well, right?" Orochimaru said with a too kind smile as a chill went through Danzo's spine at the ice in Orochimaru voice as he said the last part. Danzo didn't turn back but nodded all the same.

"Of course… Hokage-sama…" Danzo said as he walked out and closed the door gently.

He now knew that really was the perfect choice as Hokage. That meant since Orochimaru was only 22, that he still had plenty of room to grow. Danzo shrugged as he was alone in the hallway.

"Since I can't become Hokage now… maybe I'll stand for assisting the new Hokage… but how?" Danzo mused as he walked from the building. Maybe he'd be more than what people thought of him… Maybe… he'd be greater…

Meanwhile at the wizarding world the night of the Triwizard Tournament selection of the champions.

Albus Dumbledore sat in his throne-like chair surveying the great hall as it filled up with students from both Hogwarts and the visiting schools known as Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, as he looked at the staff table seeing Lily and James Evans Looking like the world is falling on them.

James couldn't think how this happened as he thought about when He found out that He and his family were disowned from the Potter family.

Flashback

They entered Quality Quidditch Supplies, which was crowded even more than usual because of the release of the new broom. Many were crowding around it, gasping and awing at the beautiful broom, exclaiming loudly and reading the written words below the broom.

"Hello, how can I help you?" asked the shopkeeper who was currently cleaning a broomstick with the best polish he had to offer in his shop. There was a tag on the broom showing it was there for professional cleaning and wasn't for sale.

"I'd like to buy one of the new brooms," said James, smiling brightly, his hand resting on his son's shoulder.

"The new one? I'm afraid they have sold out, Mr. Potter," said the shopkeeper blandly.

"There's one still on display. Surely you can wrap that for us?" asked James, taken aback. He had always gotten on well with the owner of Quality Quidditch Supplies, even as a small child. His father had brought him in for many of the newest broomsticks available as well.

"I like to keep that up so people can look…" explained the shopkeeper, looking conflicted.

"But I want it!" demanded Charles angrily. "Dad, please!"

"I will pay ten more galleons for it," offered James, hoping the man would give in. He didn't want to disappoint his son.

The prospect of ten more galleons hit home, so he agreed and walked over to the display cabinet to take it out. He then wrapped it up and asked for the new total for the broomstick, feeling quite pleased with himself.

James handed over the key; the beauty of the keys was that they could deposit the amount straight into the cash register. However, it quickly became apparent something was horribly wrong, as the shopkeeper said the spell twice to transfer the money, but nothing happened. He was confused.

"I am sorry…you seem to have insufficient funds in that account," said the shopkeeper, handing the key back and waiting expectantly for another one to try.

James just stood there stunned, Lily stared at James wondering what was wrong, and Charles just frowned, not understanding what was going on. "But that's the main Potter vault!" cried James, alarmed. "I see...Give it here," sighed the man, taking and inserting the key once more. He tried three more times before he gave in. There was something wrong, and the only thing he could think of was that there had to be insufficient funds in the account. There was nothing wrong with his cash register—he had just used it not ten minutes ago when someone paid for a set of full Quidditch gear.

"This cannot be happening," said James, white-faced and eyes wide, full of worry.

"What's wrong?" whispered Lily, her face bright red in humiliation, especially for the way the shopkeeper was looking at them.

"There's no money," stated James softly, taking the key back and walking from the shop, not even registering his son's whining.

"That's impossible!" snapped Lily, wide-eyed.

"I need to get to Gringotts," said James, his face still ashen but his cheeks flushed red in utter embarrassment.

"Let's get going, then," said Lily adamantly, utterly furious with the Goblins—for she was sure it was there fault, their mistake.

"I'd like to speak to Griphook, please," said James grimly.

"Very well," grunted the teller, yelling in his own tongue for Griphook.

Five minutes later, Griphook finally made his appearance.

"I demand to know what's wrong with my key! It's not working!" said James quietly, but his voice was full of anger. He didn't want to make a scene in front of all those Wizards and Witches, but damn it, he was angry!

"You and your family are not Potters anymore. It's not your place to ask such questions or take money from a family that you are no longer apart of, other words Mr. Evans you and your family were disowned from the Potters and any other lines as well," said Griphook, withholding a feral smirk. It made his day seeing James now Evans taken down a peg (or rather five pegs, but that was beside the point). He never thought he'd see the day where James Potter now Evans wasn't a smug bastard. His father hadn't been half as bad as him—at least the previous Lord Potter had respect for Goblins! James Potter didn't respect anything, so yes, seeing him so angry was a blessing, really. There was only one Potter—or er, rather Peverell, Potter, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin —he was fond of—Harry or should he say Orochimaru.

"It's my money!" cried James, unable to help himself.

"James, calm down!" hissed Lily, trying to get James to quieten down. This was just so embarrassing!

"Calm down? We have no money, Lily!" screeched James.

"People are looking," said Lily, her voice curt and demanding.

James looked around and saw she was right, though they looked away when he looked at them, they were listening. Damn it, everything was screwed up! He managed to listen to his wife speaking.

"So what do we need to do to withdraw money?" asked Lily quietly.

"I'm afraid not you and your the family were disowned by The Potter's and other lines that follow the Potters, for now, you are Evans according to the bank statements we have there is no account under the name Evans other than that you guys have no money with Gringotts.," grunted Griphook. This Revelation shocked the former Potter's now Evans knowing that they were poor with no money and their former home the Potter Manor is no longer available to them since they were disowned from the Potter line and the other lines as well meaning they were now homeless.

Or that everyone was going to know regardless, as it was going to be put in tomorrow's edition of the Prophet, courtesy of Rita Skeeter.

"The Potters no longer being a Potter! Disowned by the Potters!"

Needless to say, the former Potters now, all three of them, never showed their faces that day.

End of flashback

Ever since magical Britain had discovered that they abandon a magical child to Muggles was the first stepping stone to The Potter's fall of Grace next Harry James Potter is the new head of Potter family and he was the one who disowns James, Lily, and their spoiled brat of a son Charles Sirius Evans. He even had them thrown out of Potter Manor. The family now live in a small 2-bedroom apartment in Diagon Alley. So not used to living like second-hand Citizens. They were so used to the Grand life that they used to live before it came crashing down.

Sirius and Remus want nothing to do with the Evans after finding out when James and Lily had abandoned Harry who was their pup their godson. Sirius and Remus were not the only ones who left the Evans's it seems like the entire Wizarding World of magical Britain had turned their backs on them. When they found out that they abandon a child a magical child to be exact something, not even the worst death eater or would do. Magical children are precious gifts and James and Lily just threw one away for the other that was unforgivable to the magical Britain Society.

It's been over a few years since the disappearance of one Harry James Potter when the boy had mysteriously disappeared from his relative's home. The brother of the boy who lives and the last of the Potter's disappearance had been the talk of the wizarding world for the few years, as the ministry spared no expense trying to locate the boy with no luck so far in their search.

'How could things have gone so wrong? I had everything planned out to the fullest. Albus thought furiously to himself silently as he kept up his grandfatherly smile as he spoke to Professor McGonagall.

With a small sigh, he looked around and noticed that nearly everyone in the Great Hall had finished eating, and we're now talking amongst themselves, and decided that it was time to commence with the selection ceremony as he motioned for the school caretaker, Argus Filch, to bring in the Goblet of Fire so that the chosen Champions of the three schools would be selected, as the dirty dishes quickly disappeared as the Hogwarts elves took them away.

As soon as the Goblet was wheeled into the room, Albus smirked a bit when he heard the excited whispers from the large a crowd of students as the turned their full attention on the goblet in excitement, as he waved his wand at the Goblet of Fire and lit it up, as he gave an introductory speech to everyone and explained the rules of selection ceremony once more.

Once the speech was over, the goblet starts spitting out three names of the students it had chosen, and he quickly read them out loud, as belonging to Cedric Diggory from Hogwarts, Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons, and Victor Krum from Durmstrang before the flames dimmed down. Just as Albus started directing the three Champions to the adjoining room behind the staff table, when much to everyone's surprise the Goblet suddenly lit once more and shook a bit as it spat out two piece's of parchment, which Albus immediately caught the two pieces of parchment and he stared down incredulously at the names that were written on it for a moment.

"Albus, what's wrong? Why did the goblet of fire shoot out another name when we already have our three champions selected?" Minerva asked, concern filling her voice as she saw the shocked look on the elderly man's face, as she stood up from her seat and made her way over to him, as she ignored the loud whispers that were starting to fill the great hall, as everyone wondered what was going on, "Albus? Who name is on that papers?"

"The name on it Charles Evans, Harry James Potter, he whispers to Minerva and then looked around. "Charles Evans and Harry James Potter !" he shouted but only to stop when a loud rumbling the sound that cut off Albus' rant, causing him and everyone else in the great hall to turn their gazes on the Goblet of Fire once more, as their eyes all widen in shock and horror as the goblet started shaking and bouncing around on its perch on the table, it rested upon as if it was fighting with something.

'What's going on? The Goblet's not supposed to act like that. At least I don't think it is. Though there's only one reasonable explanation for its actions right now,' Albus thought silently to himself as he took a step back as the goblet started to emit a bright nearly blinding glow that was growing brighter by the moment, 'Since young Harry isn't here in the school, is the magic of the goblet trying to bring him here? If so that means...'

At first Albus had thought it was some kind of prank, after all these years of the missing Potter heir not showing up, especially when no one stood up when the name was called, Just then a huge burst of light suddenly sprung out of the goblet, and Albus and a few students that were right in its path just barely got out of the way of the beam, as the beam shot across the great hall and slammed into the double doors leading into the hall, shoving the doors wide open as it continued on its way out of the castle and towards the Black Lake.

Getting his bearings Albus quickly starts charging after the beam of light, followed by the rest of the staff and students as they followed the beam outside, where they can see it shooting straight up into the darkened night sky, completely lighting up the night as it started to take the shape of a large boat floating in the air right above the Black Lake as the light finally started dimming down.