Alright people, we're dipping into the moderate AU territory here. Just a heads up.
Anyway, I figured now is a good time to say the stories that heavily influenced my mindset and why I portray characters as I do.
A few quotes and scenes in He's Not Dead Yet by Redbayly
Alongside this,, basically, all of Chapter One shows why The Weasley meeting was a setup is an acceptable theory, and why Ron is a horrible person and friend. An objective point of view, critical thinking and just plain common sense are all that's needed.
Hermione's Brilliant Idea by Ares Granger
Harry has a piece of the most EVIL magics stuck in his forehead, of course he'll have a hard time expressing emotions, especially love and affection.
The Power He Knows Not by Elsbeth Ravensblood
This fic is my main reasoning why Harry cannot be a Horcux(one does not make a Horcrux 'accidentally', there is process)
There are few others in my mind, but not on the top of my head.
And before you guys get on my case about how 'well love potions make the child heartless or something'. I call absolute bullshit on that. Voldemort may have been conceived with a love potion, but he was a product of his environment. A cruel environment that treated him like the plague. Coupled with Dumbledore sending him back year after year, I'd understand his view point and motivation for conquering the wizarding world. Revenge. After all, they repeatedly sent him back to a living home. Hell, I've heard stories of kids having a damn near perfect life but they still became monsters so this could've been Voldemort's case anyway. Some people can be born evil, but for the most part, we're products of our environments.
Did Molly Weasley ask where Platform 9 ¾ is when she went to Hogwarts herself, with Bill and Charlie graduating very recently themselves? If so, I don't own Harry Potter.
It took 6 months, filled with long nights of paperwork, bills, teaching Hermione about magic, setting the appointment with the American healer, obtaining their visas but it was worth it. At 9:15PAM, Harry, Hermione, Narcissa, Dan and Emma were flying First Class to New York. As Harry and Hermione sat together, each one occasionally giving the other a loving kiss, their parents sat behind them, quietly discussing something that plagued the Grangers' minds.
"So Narcissa, I can understand going to America for Harry's procedure but why must we take a plane to get there? You said it yourself, there's quicker options out there." Dan asked.
"That's where the problem is Dan: they're all magical travel, something Magical Britain attempts to keep track of. However, they are completely ignorant of non magical methods. There's this one wizard I know of, Arthur Weasley, who is the so-called expert on non magicals. The moron doesn't even know what a rubber duck is for and like most other magicals, cannot pronounce electricity correctly. In the other timeline you met him in Hermione's second year, and from what I saw he was treating you guys like intelligent animals in a manner one would talk to their dog." She ranted. As she steamed in annoyance, the intercom came to life.
"Attention passengers, we are now one hour from our destination. Any magical passengers in disguise are free to assume their true form."
Before any of our British citizens could react, various passengers scattered throughout the seats were no longer human. In the row next to Narcissa and the Grangers, a muscular man with red hair and beard shrunk down immensely, although he retained his muscles.
"A dwarf?" Narcissa thought, astonished.
The woman next to Harry and Hermione grew a few inches taller, as her curves expanded a little bit, all the while black scales grew across her skin and a crown of thorns reminiscent of the Hungarian Horntail replaced her hair. As Harry and Hermione looked at her in awe, the draconian woman gave them a soft smile and waved at them with her tail.
All across the plane, elves, dryads, lizardfolk, you name it, magical humanoids were making themselves known without a care in the world.
Turning to them, the dwarf addressed Narcissa in a distinctive Boston accent.
"Guessing by your accent you five are British Magicals? Ah I figured that anyway. To let you know, on September 11th, 2001, Magical America began a plan to reveal itself to its non magical counterpart. With one act of terrorism, we had to come clean and reveal ourselves, as the number of security camera's being installed nationwide would've exposed us in months. We might as well come out on our own accord, and it paid off. Almost every magical being I know of has a great life in some shape or form. Hell I own and run a landscaping business, one that has paid my daughter's college tuition and then some. I got a vampire friend down in Texas, and she's working in one the best hospital's down there, identifying blood diseases with ease."
As the various magical races regaled their British company and each other tales of their lives, some of successful careers, others more simple such as marrying their childhood friend turned human lover, the hour passed quickly and they shakily touched down in New York.
Walking out of the terminal, they saw a large, well dressed black man holding a sign with their last names on it. Walking forward, waddling slightly in Narcissa and Hermione's case, the man spoke to them in a deep voice.
"Are you Ms. Black, Mr. Potter and The Grangers?"
The group nodded.
"I need you to come with me please. My superior wishes to discuss something with you."
Considering they were in a foreign country, one that was expecting them, the group followed the suited man, who led them to a black van. Once inside, they drove off.
AN: I know, this chapter is VERY short. Sometimes I write myself into a corner of sorts and the only solution at the time is a short time skip. I'm aiming to slowly but surely change that. However, I have incorporated some world building so that's nice.
I just wanna say, I'll be working on my MHA x Marvel story a little bit next so that will be a priority. However, if at any moment I get a moment of inspiration, I'll probably get a quick first chapter out for it. I already have some in mind:
The generic Time Travel story set in Canon so 1990's, albeit with the SSBBW Harem twist. That one will be more smut/kinky stuff than this one. No one will be safe save those who'll be fattened, Neville and his Harem, Sirius and few others.
An AU(set in the 2010's and mostly follows canon) where a magical disease that pops up every so often causes witches to fatten up immensely. This one I'm hoping to balance the smut with the story.
A one or two shot where after Harry is selected for the Tri Wizard, he and Hermione find the Room of Requirement. Before they sleep there for the night, Ron attempts to cast a spell at them, which hits Hermione. As the duo cuddle together throughout the night, Hermione finds herself three, maybe four times her original weight, not that Harry minds.
And whatever else hits me.
Last things: Mizz-Britt on DeviantArt has recently drawn a fat Hermione and Bellatrix piece which is very nice,(and the inspiration for the one or two shot listed above) and Naruto009523, for god's sake make an account.