Disclaimer: This is a fan written work based on the works of J.K. Rowling. It might possibly also have some elements of a number of other works. There is no money being made from this, it is merely a work meant for the entertainment of myself and the masses. This is merely for fun, and no profit. I repeat: I am not making any money out of writing this.
Warning (1): OCs OOCs Sues, and some crack. You have been warned.
Note: AU.
Warning (2): A bunch of religious things in here pertaining to the Roman Catholic Church, and possibly a bunch of other religions. You have been warned.
Warning (3): Due to the involvement of religion, there will be mentions and appearances of the guys and gals from Hellsing the anime, I don't know enough about Millenium to do anything.
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Lost and Found
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chapter eleven
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Clement had grown incredibly attached to France, especially Paris, due to the decades that he had spent living in Notre Dame. Even without all of his people in France, he had managed to keep the French a monarchy, or at the very least in the sense that he had turned it into something like Britain, with its parliament and Prime Minister. France kept its King, still had a bunch of nobles, and all that, through the use of divine intervention, number of natural disasters as well as man made ones were avoided.
The French Monarchy was one of the few in the world that was magical. One of Clement's family members married into the royal family, and due to Clement's rather potent powers, the royal family was not only royal and in power, but also had magical powers, not that they used them all that often.
While there were still two world wars, Germany feared France enough not to bother the French all that much, they feared France because of one of its residents, specifically the owner of Notre Dame de Paris. They had as a country annoyed Clement so much during one of his short vacations in the country that he had caused rain to fall during winter, it was a winter that Germany was forced to close her borders, and send seventeen crate loads of books to Notre Dame to get the rain to stop pouring.
There were no attempts made on the lives of the French royal family, and no german during the wars dared to set foot in Paris for fear of feeling the wrath of Clement Notredamos.
Even Gellert Grindelwald dared not antagonize the House of Notredamos, part of the dread was due to having spent a year in Durmstrang with Clement as his professor in potions. The man made Severus Snape look like a dandelion.
Albus Dumbledore had met Clement through a mutual friend named Nicolas Flamel. They met before the rise of Grindelwald, and Albus had tried to get Clement to join the war effort, but Clement had declined. But when Albus stepped over the line and called him a coward, the name Albus Dumbledore became taboo in Paris. Even the mundanes knew not to say the name, the last person that did was found a year later babbling incoherently about lemon drops, then when his state of mind had been fixed, he retained an addiction to lemon drops, as well as had a fetish for the candies, along with anything sour, the women must have loved him all the more after that.
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Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr. had decided that it would be a good idea to give more attention to the old adage 'know thine enemy', and well Tom decided to find out whatever it was that made Albus Dumbledore cower in fear. So he visited France since there were stories told about the Albus Dumbledore being banned from Paris, there had to be a reason, either he could use what he found there as blackmail against the headmaster or he could recruit whomever it was that had enough pull to get Albus Dumbledore to get banned from the city of love.
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Tom couldn't understand how he had gotten sent to prison for the night just for asking about Albus Dumbldore, how was he to know that the old man's name was taboo, punishable by imprisonment, no matter what nationality you had. The man was so dispised in Paris that the citizens called him You-know-who of all things, but instead of with fear, with disdain or anger.
Tom had been gathering followers to help him in overthrowing the British government and ridding the world of muggles, world domination was the ultimate goal. But for some reason, he found someone that could be the monkey wrench in his plans, problem was he only knew that the being existed, just not where he lived.
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The next day he had found out that one of his allies had asked some relatives to bail him out of jail, the Malfois of France did not give him or even show him the respect that he was used to, did they not know that he was the Heir of Slytherin. Probably not, so Tom thought that perhaps he needed to educate them.
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He ended up in a jail cell for his ignorance of a number of rules in Paris. One – Attacking a citizen of Paris is a no-no. Two – Doing so within range seeing distance of Notre Dame was a no-no. Three – Albus Dumbledore was to be called You-Know-Who. Four – Don't piss off Clement Notredamos. And Five – If you piss off Clement Notredamos you better have a powerful god watching over you, else you'll never get out of Paris alive, an alternative to a god is if you know anyone related to Notredamos.
Tom knew none of those five things, and whatever chance he had with Clement was blown when he tried and failed to discipline the Malfois. Back in Britain there were a number of things that he could get away with, but when dealing with the 'Hunchback of Notre Dame' you had better say your prayers, cause if the Notredamoses don't get you, the Malfois refuse to help you, the Delalunas pay you no mind, and and the Flamels chose to ignore you, there is nothing you can do but hope to get back home in one piece.
Maybe it was all the soul splitting that he had been doing, but Tom seemed to be a little bit crazier than Albus was when trying to get Clement to join him in his Light reign of Terror.
In the end Tom was unable to even get an audience with Clement, and had to return to Britain empty handed.
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Lord Voldemort's rise to power was swift, Magical Britain had gotten too used to peace, that Lord Voldemort had been able to gain a name for himself in his homeland, perhaps becoming known as a dark lord would grab the attention of the man that more or less ruled Paris.
Unfortunately it did catch his attention, Clement had personally walked into the Death Eater camp and beaten Lord Voldemort up, in the privacy of his own room in his own headquarters. When Clement left the dark lord, Lord Voldemort swore that he would split his soul one more time, as he didn't think he was immortal enough to try to involve Clement Notredamos.
Clement had been avoiding conflict of any kind while he waited for himself of die, his younger self at least. After that even would come to pass he would join in whatever war effort he was invited to, so long as France was not involved in it, for if France were to get involved, he would side with France.
Clement had gone easy on the self titled Lord, as he knew that Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr. was crazy due his splitting of his soul. A problem that needed some fixing. In truth, he found Tom Riddle Jr. to be a rather likeable fellow, but after he split his soul for the very first time, Tom had ceased to exist and had been replaced by Voldemort.
Clement wanted to be rid of Voldemort, but he knew that he couldn't do that unless he could separate Tom from Voldemort, he rather liked Tom and the little Notredamos blood in him made him family to Clement.
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Holloween of 1981 was the year that Clement found out who had killed his parents, and boy did it surprise him, Tom Riddle's demented alter-ego was the murderer of his parents. He hadn't been expecting that at all, maybe if his powers were turned on, but alas they were not.
After the death of his parents, whom he had only started to recall, vaguely, living for centuries, and having memories of eons of worth from the number of other higher power positions would do that to an individual. At least he now had a proper reason for wanting Voldemort dead, but Tom Riddle Jr. was still another thing altogether. He'd lost track of the soul pieces after that fatefull night. He knew that his younger self had a piece, but after dying that piece had returned to the whole. He found out the prophecy, and realized or remembered the fact that prophecies no longer affected him. But since he already planned on eventually ridding his world of the tainted soul known as Voldemort, prophecy or no, it did not matter.
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After his five year old self died, Clement had one of his recent relatives get all his inheritances and the like placed, registered, whatever, under his name, Clement Notredamos, and title, God of Magic and Mystery. After he died as a five year old, Harry Potter had died, then was reborn as the god known as Clement Notredamos.
Getting all the account, contracts and whatnot was easy, magically binding contracts for himself were only binding if he wanted to be, and when he looked over some of the documents, he had nullified the binding magic on some of them.
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After claiming his inheritaces had been taken care of, it was quite easy considering who he was and the fact that the goblin nation absolutely loved him, or more like worshipeed the ground he walked on, he went on track down Tom Riddle Jr.'s family tree, he wanted to know how exactly he was related to the Heir of Slytherin, for he really was the Heir of Slytherin.
One of the members of the House of Rabe found that through a Rabe of Winona's line had married a Riddle, Tom's great-great-grandfather to be exact, the magic had lain dormant until Merope Gaunt had come in contact with the sperm of Tom Riddle Sr. In his mother's line, a Notredamos family member thought to have been lost had been found, and had married into the Gaunt family a century ago. Making Tom Riddle Jr. a Notredamos, which made adopting him into the family easier.
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The Notredamos family had decided that they would like to have a family reunion. The family was a rather large one, with a central family which consisted of the heir line, which basically consisted of the family of the Heir of a being that would never relinquish his hold on the family, but they didn't mind, they had given up trying to get him to rest or go on a vacation a few decades ago.
The heads of the families, the lesser ones and the heir's, had decided to hold the reunion in what had been dubbed as the family's ancestral home, Cathedrale Notre Dame de Paris. Hotels were booked, and a number of other preparations were made. The last thing on the family's to-do list was to inform their Lord about it.
Before they could send out a letter, the collective planners had received on instead, apparently those guardian angels, The Fourteen, had been sending daily reports about the families that they were charged to watch over. Clement had known about the party every since the planning phase, and had opted to let the rest of his family take care of things as a favor to them, since they rarely got to make such big decisions.
What they hadn't expected when they got there was the sheer number of them in attendance, it wasn't only the Notredamos House that were there, the Rabe House was present as well, as were the Delalunas, Lamberts, Malfois, Ashfords, and a number of other noble houses that had sworn fealty to Clement Notredamos. It was a grand reunion, which made Clement happy, really happy, he had rung the bells of Notre Dame after the first one of his family arrived in Paris.
Thomas Delich, had been kicked out of the Roman Catholic Church once it had been revealed that he was an undead lich. He played master of ceremonies for the entire event.
Another House that joined in the festivites was the Royal House of France. Such was the family of Clement Notredamos, the reunion officially started on July 31st 1987, on Clement's birthday, and of course his whole family knew it.