Seriously people, what's up with not dropping down a review? sniffs, Are my updates not appreciated? can I not get at least 5 reviews?? wails.Alright, rant over.

Some serious stuff now...

Y'all should really consider joining my discord, I've spent 60 mimutes hesitating posting this cause no one would reply!.

https(/https/-/\)discord((.gg))/DbVVh6Y

Obviously remove the (/-\, (()) and add the : / / before inserting the link into the webtab don't be foolish now.

Disclaimer: Pelinal Doesn't own Elder Scrolls or Harry Potter

Sheogorath, Daedric Prince of Madness was many things. He had been a Daedra lord that had been cursed. He was a woman that had once been entirely mortal, though revered for her god like feats. Sheogorath was a disease that one could only take willingly. And there had been few of those. And perhaps, even Ur-dra. As being the only prince in oblivion to have existed even before the start of the Kalpa.

But most of all, Sheogorath was a being of utter irrationality. He, She, they. Could not comprehend rational thought. It was impossible for the Daedra. Hence it would be a surprise to catch the prince having a perfectly normal tea party with his one Duke. The Duke of Dementia.

Around the table seemingly foreign pastries such as tarts, biscuits and crumpets. A bowl full of eyeballs and a cup full of maggots sat on the table. Before them a man cooked a bosmeri resident of the isles. His crime? Growing his beard out.

Well, perhaps the normality of the party was greatly exaggerated. Which could be shown in the manner the Mad god ate the poor elf, only to stand up. Unbuckle his pants and proceeding to take a shit in a toilet he had conjured from nowhere.

Toilets? James asked himself. It had been a decade since he last had the pleasure of sitting on one. He really did miss the feeling, especially in the mornings, after he woke up. Or the mockery of it. Waking up was afterall, impossible if you couldn't sleep in the first place. But it was the definition of insanity after all. Doing the same thing over and over and over and over, expecting a different result each time.

Or perhaps it was more insane to do the same thing over and over and expect the same results each time?

"Do you know why I called you here today Jamie's?" Questioned the Mad god, seemingly back to normal. Or at least as normal as the embodiment of illogical chaos was.

"Yes my lord." James answered guardedly.

It was rare when Sheogorarh spoke to him with the serenity of sanity.

"Dear Harry." Sheogorath began. "Do you ever wonder what the cost will be?"

James raised an eyebrow. "May I ask why do you ask me this?"

Sheogorath set down the cup of tea he had been holding so carefully.

"Think James. His very existence is an affront to the Aurbis. A convergence of two worlds. He holds the ear of powerful allies, Holding 3 daedra lords at his disposal and earning the favor of 2 more. Holding the favor of 2 gods. Born Of the 7th month. And holding the 7th piece of Voldemort's soul." Batting his eyelashes. The mad god paused to take a sip of his drink.

"My dear siblings not in his favor are conspiring to stop him and the Gods move against him."

The frown of the Potter duke could not be matched by anything the mad god had to compare to. "Why do you care Sheogorath? What is your stake in all this?"

The Daedra smiled, and his figure began to distort. Giving way to a very beautiful woman in his place, dressed in black and blue. With emerald green eyes and the darkest tressers.

It was rare for Morgana to reveal herself.

Yet, here she was.

"Why do you think dear James?" Morgana asked him.

"Because he is your descendant?" James asked.

At sheogorath silence he continued. "You couldn't claim the Ruby thrones, despite being Dragonborn. Despite being a goddess in your own right. You still hungered for Tamriel. That's it isn't it?"

The firmer Dark Lady's eyes gained a shine to them, before she burst out laughing. Truly, she hadn't laughed this hard since Merlin had asked her for courtship

She shook her head, and after slowly composing herself. "Oh dear James how little you know. Do you wish to know what is my investment in all of this?"

Closing her eyes, she said "I gave birth to one little girl you know of this. You know her after all."

"Rowena Ravenclaw."

Another smile, this time venomous.

"Rowena Ravenclaw. A child I could never raise, yet. Thousands of years gone by before I find myself in a different world, desperate to go back to my little girl. I did the will of the Divines to the letter. I married an Emperor that could never give me another. Everything done and all I could do was watch the descendants of my little girl. And be proud of what she achieved without her mother…. Do you wish to know why I can see all of Harry's future, yet the others Bar Akatosh can't?"

Another break for a sip of tea. As the entire waited for the now enraptured parent to give him an answer, which he did. In the form of a nod

"You see James, The prophecy, the mysterious Elder Scroll, his ability to bend time and space to his will. The fact I was the first Daedra Kyne introduced Harry to. Before she even introduced him to any divine. No matter who he comes to call mother, remember this James. I am Harry's creator. I created him, etched his prophecy into the Elder Scrolls, and enabled him the best of the two worlds to build the empire he is building now."

James brown deepend. "I'm assuming there are consequences to your actions."

"Indeed, you see. Harry only came into his divine blessings because I held, and still have the blessings of the Aedra, thus, I was able to pass them on. But as a consequence, to balance out his immense power, Akatosh created Mirai." Morgana answered.

"What's wrong with Mirai?" James asked out of Curiosity.

"Despite her own power being a perfect match for him. It is almost impossible for her to bear his child. It will most likely kill her, and any fetus of his she carries in her womb."

The shattering revelation caused James to gasp. Surely, the divine wouldn't be so cruel?.

"Plus, the harlot is not who i originally had in mind for him." Sheogorath's mantler added of handedly. "You can see it, even with Jyggalag's emotion destroying fix. Subconsciously, he rejects her. He only beds with her because it's what Kyne expects of him."

James narrowed his eyes.

"Who then was good enough for my child in your eyes."

A smirk presented itself "I had made a deal with Azura. She is one of the only other two daedra lords besides me to be able and powerful enough to etch prophecy into an Elder Scroll. Harry would marry someone she has handpicked from her court, someone I wholeheartedly approved of."

James gave her a slow nod. "If Harry was your creation, your grand plan. How come he still ended in the hands of a divine?"

Morgana's cup shattered. Taking a few calming breaths she said "As the consequences of dealing with powers beyond my comprehension. The Elder Scrolls turned against me. And sided with the aedra, but as you can see, this backfired greatly. Harry Potter is born of the lion."

A scowl presented itself on her face. "I'd prefer he had ended up in an entirely different world than with Kyne. I love the bitch as a friend. She walked me through a lot of the issues regarding godhood. But she set back my plans, and now he serves her will."

"What do you mean Harry is born of the lion?" James asked with even more concern.

"He was born with power, entangled with destiny. All perfect recipe for a storm." Morgan started.

"And then surprise?" James asked her.

A nod was his answer.

She conjured a box, and presented it to him.

No, it couldn't be!!

"The Deathly Hallows." James whispered.

"The Wabbajack wand is reformed from my essence, as many daedric artefacts are, and the Elder Wand. The cape of Invisibility, which shall be gifted to him in the name of Nocturnal…"

"And the stone in the name in Lorkhan?" James interrupted.

"No, the Stone is from the blood of his enemies. Talos. The only divine who has helped me, used his… Reality bending powers to procure the stone." Morgana corrected.

James raised an eyebrow "Wow. Considering my son is constantly mouthing him off."

Morgana shrugged. "Soon you realize how you, I, Harry and fate it is all related. All thanks to the law of surprise."

James raised an eyebrow.

"Do you believe that?"

Turning back into sheogorath his superior told him "I was a dark lady fated to be slain by the great savior himself. Turned into a Hero, wife of an Emperor, Grandniece in-law of a god many times removed. A god like being in my own right, creator of the very incarnation of Duality. Turned against me on the whims of destiny. Of course i believe it."