Harry Le Fay

This is a work of Fan fiction. All of the original characters, organizations, techniques, summon animals and events portrayed in this fictional literature are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictionally. Though the majority of the events and most characters take place in and are a part of DC universe Justice League, and of J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter.

Normal speech: I hate paperwork. I bet Minato died just to escape this.

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Scroll/Book/Author notes/Event/ Titles: Village Hidden in the Mist's: Bloodline Limit Purge

Demon/Summon or Fusion speech: Finally, I am free. In your face Minato!

Human Thinking: 'Oh, Shit.'

Demon/Summon or Fusion Thinking: 'Oh, Shit is right! You are royally screwed bitch!'

Jutsu: Wind Style • Silent Wind [Fūton • Kaze no Sairento]

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Chapter 1: Magus Grandson

"Mother, do you think I'll ever be on the throne." A young boy of 13, with blond hair and dressed in purple medieval clothing asked his sorceress mother.

"Don't think I can't hear the sarcasm in your tone Mordred. But no, you won't be on the throne until I'm done with it." Her eyes glow a sinister green behind her ornate golden mask/headdress, she was dressed in long flowing purple dress with golden borders and golden armor protected her chest. She was Morgaine Le Fay, a powerful sorceress that was on par with Merlin in skill and power. She was extremely knowledgeable in the Dark Arts, exceptionally talented as a Healer and like Merlin she knew the true secrets of Self-transfiguration and was an accomplished Animagus.

She is the half-sister of Arthur Pendragon who later grew up to be the legendary King Arthur of the Round Table.

Mordred is their son.

But that was centuries ago and right now is the modern era, with the fall of Camelot the land had begun to change and people saw them as legends, just stories. It should've been easy for her to take control of these governments and impose her will but she was thwarted by the Justice League and Jason Blood.

'Curse them all to the pit!'

But to be honest she is growing weary of this long path, she could've taken control long before the Justice League even existed but she never did and the reason was not fear of the relentless Jason Blood who she could crush like an insect at any time.

She never understood it herself but she had no reason to continue her quest. Before it was about vengeance against her mother, her self-righteous brother and her kindly mentor Merlin.

She sighed as she slumped in her ornate seat, but her relaxation was cut short by a cry of agony piercing the air, Mordred was on his feet conjured sword in hand but a flash of black light revealed a Raven with amber eyes.

Another cry pierced the air and it source was the raven; Morgaine raised her arm speedily casting numerous incantations in an effort to protect her familiar "Marcellus!"

The golden glow that burst from the bird was encased within a sphere of energy that Morgaine conjured up, the bird opened his beak and instead of another cry, a voice came forth "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. … Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies … and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not … and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives. … The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…"

And with that the bird crashed to the floor, Morgaine immediately had a hand over the raven to see the damage. "Caw!"

"Marcellus, where in heaven's name have you been…I haven't seen you in centuries."

"Missed you too, Mistress Morgaine… I've been keeping an eye on the little girl." The raven spoke as he dusted his feathers, he spotted Mordred "Grown quite a lot haven't ye laddie."

"Mother what is this dusty old bird."

Marcellus vanished and appeared on Mordred's head "I admit while I maybe a bit dusty, I am in no shape or form just an old bird. I am Marcellus your mother's familiar."

"You've hardly been my familiar for a decade Marcellus! Tell me how you've remained alive for so long and why you've appeared now of all times." Morgaine readied a spell to quickly end her old companion.

"Marianna Le Fay. Merlin… once you cut our bond charged me with magic to watch over your daughter, spelled me with the Excalibur's power to never age. You spelled your daughter's line to shut off their magic till the time when the magic is most powerful and so it was few years ago that your daughter reincarnated in her line which bore the name Evans. She was Lily Evans, age 21, her skills slowly growing…" the raven vanished and appeared on Morgaine' shoulder, baleful look in his eyes "Forgive me Mistress but your child is dead, murdered in fact.

Morgaine Le Fay' anger was palpable as the electricity in the city began to flicker, "How and why?"

"She attended Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, brilliant student by the way. Top of her classes that one. Anyway she met her better half James Potter, tied the knot and had a wonderful baby boy named Harry James Potter. But she was part of a resistance group hell bent on opposing this Dark Lord Voldemort. A right piece of work that one, he's a blood purist and the prophecy I relayed to you is meant for him and he only knew the first part through a spy thus setting his sights on young Harry. Now they were able to dodge him for a year but they made a bad judgment call on the Fidelius charm secret-keeper who turned out to be the spy and they paid the price for it." Morgaine stroked the raven's feathers her aura saddened as she asked.

"So this prophecy has been fulfilled and this dark lord has won. Wizarding Britain has fallen…"

"Not quite as Lily might not have realized fully who she truly is but in her final moments instead of stepping aside she sacrificed herself for her boy. That action itself activated ancient magic stronger than death that allowed her magic to meld with her son's inherent magic and in the process cause the death curse to rebound on this Voldemort bugger. So the damn prophecy ain't done yet, the boy's been marked and by the way the attack happened tonight."

"I'm assuming for your sake that one of the enchantments placed on you by Merlin didn't allow you to reach me before now."

The raven looked away shamefully "I thought you hated me so I asked Merlin to place an enchantment of this sort on me."

Morgaine stared at her familiar, as much as she wanted to turn him to dust she knew he why he had asked Merlin to place such spells on him. She remembered how he had always been loyal to her and only sought her happiness but not at the cost she was willing for. He was her conscience and she had torn their bond, their friendship of years because he didn't agree with what she had planned for her children.

Morgaine walked towards the window staring at the black night sky, Marcellus cawed and spoke "We don't have time for thought, mistress. You must take your grandson; it is only a matter of time before he will be taken away by forces that will do him more harm than good. Magic has made its intention clear to me, you feel it too."

She turned to her son who looked troubled "Mordred, you need to stay here. Marcellus take me there, I'm taking my grandson with me."

...Godric' Hollow…

Innocent green eyes watched the ruined nursery; the house seemed to have sustained some amount of damage and how no one would know except the one witness. For the horrific event the 1 year old boy witnessed this night he seemed unfazed, more curious as to why his mother wasn't moving anymore or why he couldn't hear his father's guffaws anymore.

Now his attention was drawn towards the black feathers that swirled around the room, fascinated he tried to grab onto one of them only to fall back in his bed, the source of the feathers hopped onto his crib's wall and stared at him, which he responded by staring right back. It wasn't something new; he knew the bird he'd seen it so many times before.

"He's an odd one." He turned to the new voice he heard; not really understanding who this was but deep down knowing he could trust her. So he did the one thing a 1 year old would do he put out his arms asking to be carried.

Morgaine smiled softly behind her mask, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was of her bloodline. The aura that surrounds her, her magic if you will was fearsome to all but family and there wasn't a shred of hesitation or fear in the boy's eyes.

She took him in her arms and instantly her attention was drawn to the lightning bolt wound sitting on his forehead. 'Dark Magicks have touched this child, that wound on his forehead is most definitely a Horcrux. Good it will help me speed up the boy's skill level. A pity, seeing how Horcruxes have been demonized Ptolemy must be turning in his grave.'

She raised her hand to the wound; even though the cut must have been fresh the infant potter seemed unfazed Morgaine intoned in Greek "aporrofá ischý (Absorb Power)"

The Greek spell was easy enough it was a way to weaken and eventually destroy a Horcrux, the scholar Ptolemy of Egypt was the one who discovered the easiest and perhaps the most beneficial way to deal with the troublesome curse.

She then continued to weave spells around it to seal the wound and protection spells around the boy's mind to protect him from the soul's malicious influence, "anima tueri (Soul Protect)"

Now then no doubt the boy's mind must also be connected to this Voldemort; she will have to teach him how to protect his mind soon but first it's time to be vindictive towards this so called dark lord. She conjured some ink and picking a feather, not too gently from Marcellus causing the bird to squawk in pain and Harry to giggle.

She dipped the feather in the ink and drew a runic symbol on the boy's wrist, which was more difficult than she thought it would be with how the child squirmed and giggled but once it was done she held the quill on the middle of the symbol "rapio hereditate - Voldemort (Annex Heritage – Voldemort)"

The symbol glowed emerald green as it released itself from the boy's skin and transformed into an translucent emerald cobra and sank into the boy's chest. "Guess that means you're now the heir of little Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor as well."

She turned as she heard sound of a sharp crack she knew what that meant, she knew that someone apparated nearby so in a swift motion she levitated the bodies of both James and Lily Potter and turned to Marcellus "It's time we left."

Marcellus nodded and spread his wings outwards causing feathers to cascade around them transporting them silently away just as the door was thrown open.

...

Morgaine had conjured two caskets for the bodies which once laid she sealed shut, "Conservo (Preserve)"

The spell she used preserved the bodies in perfect condition; it'll take time for her to attempt something. But she will make sure that her grandson will know his parents.

Mordred sat quietly at the table his head resting atop his folded arms.

Morgaine raised an eyebrow "Is something wrong my son."

"Nothing mother, I'm just trying to come to grips with the fact that I'm not an only child but I'm also an Uncle." Mordred growled in frustration "On top of all that you had a familiar as well, some dusty old crow I knew nothing about."

"Hey I represent that remark!"

Mordred shot a glare at the bird's comic remark "Other than that I'm just peachy."

"Clearly you're upset but you must focus on what we have to do now." Morgaine chided her son, "We have places to go, a grandchild to care for. If you're upset that you don't have a familiar…"

"Don't insult me mother! I've lived centuries stuck at the age of 13 with no one but you and now I find out that I have…had a sibling yet you think I'm upset that I don't have a familiar!"

Morgaine was taken aback by her son's anger but once she thought about it, it seemed a rational emotion from a child, a lonely child.

She would think more on this later but for now she created a portal revealing an ornate mansion on the other side, "We will talk in more detail at the Potter Ancestral home. After I make a little side trip to Gringotts Wizarding Bank."

…Gotham City, Bat cave…

Bruce Wayne AKA Batman was running down some leads on his large database on supposed shipments of weaponry from Inter-gang. On a different screen he tried to figure out Black Mask's sudden interest in expanding his criminal empire and how Penguin fit into it.

On another screen he pulled information on Klarion the Witch-Boy's movements. On yet another screen he pulled information on the Catwoman' latest heists…

He stopped for a moment, turned around towards the person sneaking around "Hello Jason."

"Evening my friend." Jason Blood a knight of Camelot cursed by Merlin walked out of the shadows, he held a smirk as he gestured towards the screen behind Batman "It is nice to see you've kept yourself busy. Your taste in women hasn't changed."

Batman turned around to see the screen where Catwoman was in a pose, Batman unfroze it "Very funny Jason, did Etrigan enhance your sense of humor. What do you want?"

"The Justice League…"

Batman stared at him "Explain, this obviously has something to do with Morgaine Le Fay."

"I believe she is in Britain, somewhere near London. There was a surge of her magic that nearly shut off all electricity in the city." Seeing Batman inquiring look, Jason explained "For her, someone with her control to just let loose her magic like that you'd have to express some genuine rage. And Morgaine doesn't enrage easy."

"And you want the entire Justice League, why?"

"Because I want this done and over with, Batman… If Morgaine is enraged then that means trouble and may the devil have mercy on the soul of the one who enticed her ire for the gods will have none. Believe me when I say when Merlin trained her even he was wary of her rage."

Batman sighed "Give me a day."

DC/HP crossover, my first one too

Morgaine Le Fay of JL/JLU is raising our favorite wizard,

You will see many forms of magic; Harry will travel with grandma to Egypt and end putting on a certain bracelet

One of the magic you'll see in my fic is called Inscription; basically you're writing a word and focus magic and intent on that word to create the effect. I'll show Mordred use it in the next chapter.