Chapter 01 First And Second Life

Author Notes

-I have edited the grammar mistakes and changed some contents a bit.-

-So if you see changes going forward from what you have already read please accept my apologies for the confusion.-

-There might still be mistakes so no promises there.-

My name was Harold Benson. I was a very lonely, sickly person growing up. The fact that I was an orphan midway didn't help it either. My parents worked for an MNC at very high posts before they died. I still remember them from time to time. They died in a car crash on their ride to work when I was 14. As I said I was always sick. Never knew what it was to travel on a vacation or play sports or have friends for that matter. Though I never had to worry about my medical bills, ever.

From when I was 5 years old I was always in and out of hospitals. For some hotshot VPs in a world-class company, my parents were never absentees. They tried their best to cheer me up, and also handled my education. For a sickly person, I was very intelligent from the get-go. I was always home-schooled. They gave me special considerations and I took my SATs in my hospital bet at the age of 13.

I something similar but not exact to an edict memory. I read, wrote, and spoke English, French, Spanish, German, and even tried my hand in Latin a bit. After my SATs, I did a lot of online classes, for my higher education. Since I never left my bed theoretical was my only education option. Which contained mostly history and literature which bored me too fast. Though military strategies were very interesting especially maritime warfare. That too became very boring very fast.

Which led me to just learn Computer, Math, and Science. And that led me to find out that I was a also code whiz like my dad. After my parents died I worked for my parents' company and in turn, they took care of my affairs. I had a lot of free time in my hand since my education was not moving in an orderly manner. So fictional world took up a lot of my time and I had the money to splurge myself in them. Books, comics, games, fan-fictions you name it I tried them all. I loved watching movies or dramas or even those animations and cartoons.

I was in the middle of my twenties when one day when I was sleeping I woke up hearing some noise near me. Someone was trying to get into my computer and trying to bypass my security, mostly trying to steal my latest invention. I pressed the emergency button near my bed and an alarm was sent off. The guy/thief struck my head with something he had in his hand. Which for week guy like me was enough to send my head twisting in an odd angle to my death.

Don't know if he got what he wanted or he was caught, but I got what I wanted. My congenital disease, riddled me with intense pain almost all day lately. A quick death was a boon in my opinion guess what me donating all that money for people in real need finally paid off.

I was ready to meet my maker or my parents or whatever. I was an atheist. Since I have not harmed anyone I thought I will get a one-way ticket to heaven. But how wrong was I?

I woke up to someone shaking me, grabbing on to me and I suddenly feeling like I was squeezed through a tube, in that order. When that was done felt intense pain from my shoulder, but with my experience with pain, I could hardly stay awake. Then someone started calling me by my nickname. Telling me to hold on. Just as I opened my eyes I see Emma Watson in her teenage in front of me. As I was about to open my mouth and talk, something abruptly was stuffed into my mouth and on my shoulder.

Then came pain, again, intense pain. But this time it assaulted my forehead. Memories that did not belong to me but someone else started rushing in. It did stop after a while. But then that was followed by another one. In total it's now three peoples' memory in a little old head of mine. The pain seemed to go on as long as the memories kept coming in. Then it stopped and I fell unconscious the moment my body got a moment to relax.

A long time later I woke up, looked around, it seemed like I was in a tent. I slowly lifted myself on my hands. Surprisingly they had more strength than they ever had. But still, with difficulty, I got up and walked out. No at my speed I should call it crawled out. It has been too long since I walked without someone helping me. But like muscle memory somehow I managed it. Though I seemed shorter to myself somehow. The pain in my head and shoulder is still there so maybe it's because of that.

When I got out I saw her again, Emma Watson, standing with her back to me facing the trees and snow. I might have stepped on a twig, the sound made her look back. "Harry…" she yelled and ran right to me and embraced me. I was still in shock, I am a red-blooded man and a virgin to boot and this might just be the first hug I got from a girl I had a crush on, and that too Emma Watson, a movie star. I didn't care whether it hurt to be hugged I was enjoying every moment of it until she said "I thought you left me just like Ron did. I was really scared." and the headache came back. I held my forehead and fell first on my knees and then soon I was lying down holding my head again. But still able to speak I mumbled I want to lie down. She then took me back and told me to rest and again fed me something, I am guessing for the pain because it lessened.

As I was on my bed again I saw her leave the tent to go outside. Now that I am alone, I started to think. The memories in my head started to flash again and again. It took hours to make some sense of them. But it helped me get to the conclusion. That, I am in one of those cliche reincarnation things in novels and fanfictions. I am Harry James Potter in the movies or books with Hermione Jean Granger on their Horcrux hunt.

We are at the part where we were attacked by Nagini at Godric's Hollow. I went about searching through my new memory groups. The first one was mine, the second one was Harry Potter's whose body I am currently occupying, so this is my second set of memory and the third one to my horror belonged to Voldemort. Yep, the Dark lord's memories up to the ones till he killed my mom(Harry Potter's mom) and attacked me.

For my luck, his knowledge on occlumancy seems to be close to perfect and I very much had access to all information and knowledge the three sets of memories had. Since I was served with a feast I thought I'll have my fill. Then I was on bed for a few days arranging all the memories close to what could look like a set of books, folders, files, and stuff ordered and categorized in a secure vault inside a castle's underground basement. This took close to 2 weeks I got to confirm my assumptions on where and when I am and that my wand is indeed broken like in the books.

It took a lot more time to catch up to Harry Potter's mannerisms than arranging the memories. But with occlumancy, I was able to become a perfect copy of him. I acted like getting to know the new wand, Hermione's wand, and practiced with it constantly all of Harry's known spells and some from Tom's bearable collection, and boy did he have some. It all went just like in the book and I let them because changing anything now is a big game changer and I can't risk a thing now. Now I am sure he will die and there is a chance that I can stay alive after this ordeal of the battle at Hogwarts.

But by my foolishness, if I change something big and it screws up the whole thing, Tom might decide to not come out of his hole confident that he can kill me. That will extent this war to years that the world may not be able to survive including me.

Also if things went well I might try to change a few things at the end. Like saving Dobby, Fred, Remus, Tonks, etc. But we'll see. It's not just my fate that is on the line, it's the girl next to mine and another hundred of thousands of wizards and witches who are going to be outed because of an idiot dark lord.

So as events went by I play along. I got the sword of Gryffindor in the ice lake. Thanks to Snape. For a moment I hesitated to jump in. I had never learned to swim as Harry Benson. But thankfully the big dark lord had. I almost had it but just like in the books I needed Ron to come and save me. We then destroyed the locket outside the lake. Three down three more to go and then me and Tommy boy. And much like in the books, events pass and we go to see Luna's dad. There we get kidnapped and just like in the book we are now locked in the Malfoy dungeon.

In here there is me, Ron, Luna, and the wandmaker. I don't wait for us to hear Hermione's scream, I directly started looking for the mirror and yelled for somebody to help. Then came our lovable elf and he took Luna and the wandmaker with him. I told him to come back and take Hermione first in from the chaos that I and Ron are about to make then come for us again. Ron gave him Bill's address. It went just like in the movie. But just as I got out of the dungeon I used magic to slit the throat of the rat Peter after taking his wand.

First order of business I slam Bellatrix's hands with the most lethal dose of bone rotting curse I can, seriously hurting her so she won't be using those hands of her anything for some time, or even if we are lucky. A black family curse. Her scream in turn diverted all their attention which gave me and Ron, to get all their wands, me especially Draco's, and to escape with Dobby and the goblin with our stuff.

We appeared outside the eldest Weasley son's house. And again the events followed similarly from the book except for no dead elf and a greedy goblin Griphook that won't help us. I have no intention of giving him the sword needlessly. So I told my friends I'll handle it alone and went in to see the goblin again. I used Legilimens and Obliviate on him after getting all the necessary information on Gringotts vault that I want from Griphook then made him forget about it. He now only remembers being captured and tortured by death eaters and us rescuing him.

Now I will have to think of a scenario where I will want my inheritance after the war. I can't make the goblins my enemy at that time. Or else I will be a pauper. This time we kept multiple doses of Polyjuice Potion for each of my friends.

We went to the bank and did all the things that needed to be done but instead of racing an alarm and setting off the whole village, I used the dark lord's knowledge of the place to apply the counter curse for the trap in the vault. Reused the potion whenever the effect of it got removed and quietly slipped out of the bank without even leaving a trace of our magic and apparated. The goblin that took us there won't remember a thing either.

All thanks to the Dark Lord's little tricks. No wonder the guy was able to get in and out of here to steal the stone, one of their even more secure vault. That guy's mind has ways for anything illegal. It is filled with knowledge on almost everything immoral. I had to delete a few hard ones using occlumancy, or it would have affected my psyche.

Ron put it all to luck but I had to tell Hermione that I read the goblin's mind to get all the secrets. And that it was the only way, but chose not to elaborate on that. But just as we got to a safe place to rest I got the headache of him trying to get inside my head. But this time he wasn't getting in. I used this as an excuse to tell them of the last 2 Horcruxes for us to take out. But instead of apparating I once again asked Dobby's help to take us close to a safe place near Hogwarts. And he took us to the last living Dumbledore.

Then we got into the school after convincing the idiot. But this time without anyone knowing, except of course the ones inside the safe house of course. I told them that I have something to take care of something in the school and I will come right back here soon, then I went into the seventh floor in my cloak to the room of requirement with my two friends. There we destroyed both the last Horcruxes with the sword.

We went right back to my classmates telling them war is about to hit us all. Then just like in the books, everything happened. But I was not running around looking for a tiara but helping others prepare. We asked the Hogwarts elves and Dobby and Kreature to take everyone below the fifth year to be taken back to their homes or a safe location. The Slytherins, I offered a solution to lock them in the chamber of secrets. Goyle, Crabbe, Parkinson, Nott, and the likes tried fighting back I used a Voldemort trademark 'belated rotting flesh curse' that had a red light and acted as stupify on them. They will know in three days what pain really is and will die very well within minutes at that time. No future death eaters, please. These guys are already junior death eaters and there is no going back for them. No one will miss them since I don't intend to save almost all death eaters like in the book including their parents. Why should I when they didn't show me and many others any?

And the rest of the Slytherins obediently followed the command and went into the chamber. The first one, not the main one of course. But before that, I went in and got a few teeth of the big dead snake and gave it to a few people telling them to kill the snake the first chance they get with it. If anyone gets a lucky shot why waste it and gave the sword to Ron and Neville. By this time the order of the phoenix and the rest of the 'good guys' came into preparation for the upcoming war. But we were already done with every possible perpetration, like in the movie. The only thing left to do is for me to die once more. And then came the war very similar to the movie but with fewer little children dying, and some children backstabbing us.

I told them to not directly attack anyone only in a group of three or more and only from behind something like a shield or cover and never go against the big guns. I then went under the cloak and had the luck of taking out every Lestranges all three of them just as it began and then some big ones too. Other than the fact that I have less speed and practice. My reflex (Harry's quidditch reflex) is better than many when used right and I have Voldemort's repository of spell and dueling experience and I am not a half-wit like Harry so I used them when they were least expecting. Yes, I sneak attacked. Bella was really slow poor girl's hand was damaged to do anything properly and I then used her headless corpse as a diversion on the brothers and used a blasting curse right in their faces. Then like that with many others including Fenrir Greyback.

When Voldemort called break he had no idea of our losses, but an almost similar number of people died but I was able to save Tonks, Remus, and Fred, and many others because I killed Lestranges and Greyback early on and since these people are talented they were able to kill many in the first half of the war. Now that they are dead and the skilled ones they were supposed to kill are alive the tide of the has turned but still, the number on his side is almost too much for us. The giants were a pain in the ass to kill and then came the damn acromantulas and dementors. Those killed a good number of our people especially the 6th year.

When the fight stopped I followed the book's content and went to take out the snake with Hermione and Ron. We were a bit late and Severus died. But he gave me his memories like in the movies and we went back to the castle to view them. I sent my friends to help the injured and went to confirm the events occurred as it is. And to my luck they are.

So when the offer from the dark lord came in I explained everything to Ron and Hermione. They tried to stop me but I petrified them temporarily and went out. On the way out I reminded Neville again about the snake and told him I took his revenge for his family. He was really glad about it, his eyes teared up.

I made my way to the forest and opened the snitch. Now I have ownership of the three Deathly hallows and I have two of them in my hand. As soon as I got the stone of resurrection in my hands my parents from my previous life and Harry's parents and Sirius came into being like ghosts. They smiled at me and reassured me.

Well, almost free of a cursed fate, almost free of a damn prophecy. I had noticed a factor that hardened when I saw my parents both the Potters and Bensons. The fusion of the souls had occurred and I am both Harry Potter and Harry Benson. This also means me having the same amount of love for all four of my parents, even the ones I haven't seen before. I think I have the same feelings towards my current and only friends and Sirius. He and I are not two people but one. It's not us, it's me a perfect mixture. Good thing too Harry Potter alone was an idiot, Harry Benson alone was a bit of a coward. Together we are not.

Limbo

The rest went on to me dying by the hand of Tom but instead of Albus Dumbledore and the train station I woke up in my old hospital bed in my old room, the same hospital. I jumped up looked all over and around me to make sure that all of that was no dream. Thank god it's not. There is not a single one in the hospital. No noises and everything is squeaky clean and white, something I noticed walking around. So this may be my version of limbo…

"You are correct" I almost yelped when I turned around to meet my eyes with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She was tall, fair with the darkest black hair I have ever seen, and have long legs. I know because she is sitting in the hospital cafeteria eating what seems to be a chocolate pudding. She wore an elegant long white or ivory formal dress and an agonizingly captivating smile… I was blushing uncontrollably. The only skin of her I can see is her face, hands, and a part of one of the legs because of the slit of the dress starting below the knee. She was literally and figuratively the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She had dark, black and deadly eyes. Even her beautiful smile spelled danger miles away. The next second I knew who she was. Death in the flesh herself.

"Thank you for the compliment. Yes of course I can read the mind of my master. I had to come for my master myself. Can't let him be sent to the next great adventure by some minion now, can I?" I was stunned silent. Did she just say I died for real? But what was supposed to happen was something different. Was it all for nothing?

"Naah, I'm just kidding with you. Your journey in this life is not nearly complete. I just wanted to have some fun at our first meeting. You being in that body after your real death was an accident caused by one of my employees. You were supposed to be born here as a wizard but 2 years later in a peace-filled world as a reward for your deeds from your previous life, memories wiped and everything. You didn't do enough to go to heaven."

"This… here… what's going on is all the results of an accident?" I asked.

"Pretty much. Yeah. Did you get lucky? Yes? Though from here on, you are on your own, there won't be any lucky rides for a long time I'll be watching you see if you are worthy of your title master." she said teasingly.

"I'm not a fool to think that just collecting three artifacts gives me command over something as big as you, Mam. So please call me by my name. And I will try to be worthy of that little title."

"Ohh, my dear master Harry. The title may not give you any power over me or my domain. But just a chance at something greater. I'll let you know if you are worthy. Oh, and one last thing my cute little master the wand is truly yours now no one can take it from you since you have all three. The title comes with few perks and you will know them soon. Maybe we will meet again in a few months. No one escapes from death Master Potter, yes you are now completely a Potter no more are you a Benson, so go get me that fool who thinks he can evade me. He irks me I cant wait to get my hands on his whole soul. As you know only 2 parts left. Now chop-chop, off you go." and she waved her hand and I fell in the forbidden forest rolling.

Forbidden Forest

Soon I came to my senses when my rolling stopped. Tom thinks I am dead, so might as well play the role. As per the book Narcissa Malfoy mother of Draco came down to check and asked about her son and the events played out as the same as in the books. They were expecting my dead body and my allies were shocked over my death. But as per the book, my body went missing and I started killing notorious death eaters and saving my friends from the shadows. And finally, after thinning the crowd of death eaters a lot I moved to finish off the job as soon as the snake was dead. Minerva McGonagall, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Filius Flitwick and one other who I don't know was fighting Tom as a group. The bastard defended against them easily, even with a wand that was not even his. But his snake's death hurt him he tried to flee from them and tried to make a distraction. But I put a huge gash on his back. He turns around to see me alive, so did everyone. Pin drop silence. Then I asked Tom "Wanna try one last time Tom? Third times the charm, right?"

The one who wanted to run turned and we fought and he died just like in the books. And I got the wand the last piece. But I immediately put it in my pocket and started to hunt down all the remaining death eaters. We got almost all of them. Some like the Malfoys surrendered. Very few of them ran away. But almost all the dangerous ones are dead for good. Peace at last.

I went to the room of requirements after all my affairs were finished, alone. I brought out the stone, wand, and cloak. Put the other two over the cloak and the next second they became a black gooey liquid and floated up and started to spin slowly, in the beginning, then fast. Too fast it formed a sphere the size went from a quaffle to that of a snitch then a black stone diamond platinum ring appeared and went right to my right-hand middle finger. Perfect fit I didn't even feel uncomfortable there. A ring that entailed the power of all three hallows to only for him to see. Convenient. The stone was only a temporary anchor.

As the first action of testing, I took out his phoenix-holly wand the broken one, and tried to mend it. As luck would have it it's fixed instantly. The wand is working perfectly. Right as rain. Then I thought of something. Long overdue gratitude I have for someone. And I called him. "Dobby."

"POP!" and he appeared again hugging my leg thanking me for killing the dark one. Somehow I removed him from the grip kneeled to his level and asked him.

"Dobby, me and my friends, and even everyone else, all of us are alive today because of you. As gratitude for that, I would sincerely like to thank you."

"Harry Potter sir doesn't need to thank Dobby. Dobby was happy to help a friend."

"No, I would like to do something for you Dobby. So ask away whatever it is if it's within my power I will help you. Go on my friend."

"Are you sure sir, Dobby doesn't want to impose?" Dobby asked me doubtfully.

"Definitely. Go on Dobby."

Dobby skipped around a little and then said "Dobby be always want to work for Harry Potter sir. But Dobby was afraid to ask. Dobby is ready to work for free. If only he be Harry Potter sir's elf Dobby be happy to die."

"Is that it? Are you sure Dobby?"

"Yes, Dobby be sure sir."

"Well then so be it. You are officially my family now Dobby, and I don't have too many. So Welcome to House Potter." I said happily. I really will have to explain things to Hermione later. "Though if you are working for me you will have to dress better in clean clothes other than a pillowcase and receive a salary, vacation, and no self punishments. Agreed?" I extended my hand forward. And Dobby took it.

"Yes Master Harry," said Dobby bowing.

"Oh no no master business here. Just Harry. Is there a ceremony or ritual here or something?"

"Yes sir please place your hand on my head I'll be doing the rest." and I did.

The next second Dobby started to float and glow. His sickly thin frame changed into a much healthy form. His scars disappeared, his complexion turned for the better. And the minute he was down he snapped his finger and his dress changed to that of a traditional English butler with the House Potter coat of arms on it. Woah now that's what you call an improvement. Dobby looked at me and he was really happy. "Is this the case all the time Dobby? When an elf bonds?"

"No sir you be Master of death, all servants of master will be special," Dobby says. He is standing straight and a bit taller now.

"Harry Potter sir Dobby be has one more request, sir. Please one more." he pleads.

"Sure Dobby, what is it?"

"Can Dobby's friend Winky be Master's house-elf too?" he looks at me with a puppy dog eye. I was about to agree when it clicked me.

"Do you have a crush on her or something Dobby?" I tease him a little but agree to his request. He brings her and we all go through the same process once more with the same conditions. The same changes happen to Winky when it's all done I told them to go to the Black ancestral home and start cleaning and repairing the house with the other old elf in there.

Days pertaining to it were routine. We helped rebuild Hogwarts to its earlier glory. It took weeks. With the magic of course. Kingsley became minister of magic. All the stupid laws made by his predecessors were removed and we took the money from many of the dead houses that they can take and distributed it to the victims and did some renovations to the monuments and places damages due to the death eaters. We took back the innocents that were imprisoned in Azkaban by Dolores Umbridge and put her and her friends in there instead. I made sure that included a certain insect Skeeter too. We went and got Hermione's parents. It was a very sad affair as they didn't remember her. They are under treatment now. And will do better soon.

Now that almost all our responsibilities are done I went ahead and deposited almost all the other properties of House Black and 50% of the money in House Black vault to my godson Teddy. Except for the No.12 Grimauld Place almost everything is his in a separate vault. Good thing they don't suspect me for the Bellatrix vault incident. Since many dead houses had only two last remaining common relatives House Black and Potter so the inheritances were pretty hefty. I withdrew whatever was left in all the vaults of mine even every single knut. Managed to sell whatever was left of the Basilisk. Now I am set for a few centuries of work-free life. I renovated Grimauld Place extensively. No longer does it look like a ghost house. Though Kreature did die two months after the war. Maybe because the renovations gave him a heart attack.

I decided to relearn everything that has to do with being a wizard which went on for a few years. My excuse to my friends who tried to get me out of it was that "For once there is no one I know out there to kill me, there is no immediate death sentence hanging over my head, which there was for like the past 6 to 7 years of my life. Most important of all no walrus, little walrus, or giraffe to annoy me into oblivion. Now for the first time in my life, I am a free guy with no responsibilities what so ever and I am healthy enough to do whatever I want. That was something I never had. Now I get to relearn everything like it's supposed to." Everyone bought it maybe because it's the truth. Especially Hermione.

So to start, I hit the books in No.12 Grimauld Place and my old ones. As I already had an idea of everything I understood everything I read of the topic of the first 6 years and I practiced every spell and potion up to that 6th year to perfection. I learned Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, and Alchemy with the rest of them I already knew and later got the OWLs for them. Then I went on to learn what would have taught in the 7th year, followed by buying any new advanced books on that subjects I already didn't have. I went to the school only to solve some of the deeper doubts I had from the veteran professors or to check the library books. The new headmistress Minerva McGonagall let me in without a problem.

When the was was over and the renovations and responsibilities including my revision up to the 6th year were complete I was already over my 18. So when I was confident enough I wrote my NEWTS and passed them in flying colors on all my subjects.

I decided to take a trip all over the world. Which went on for years. In both the wizarding part of it and the muggle part. I privately apprenticed from blacksmiths, martial artists, potion masters, healers, druids, and many other professions throughout my life. In the early years, I bought out several apothecaries, from the ministry that they took over from its dead owners of the war. This was for a steady income and to sell some of the potions I invented personally when I was getting my mastery in it. This became a big hit which led me to buy shops all over the world and hire people to make and sell my products.

During the time I was getting my mastery in many of my interesting subjects except astronomy and history, of course, many other things happened in the world too. All my friends graduated. Ron went to Chudley Cannons to be a reserve keeper. Ginny who had already broken up with me before the war went to the Holyhead Harpies as reserve chaser. In a way good riddance, she was slowly becoming her mother. Something I was not very much into.

Hermione went into the ministry to work, she and Ron split up. Because he wanted her to be his mother and my clever friend almost threw up on the realization. He and Lavender got back together. Luna is now running the Quibbler and doing her researches. Neville a herbology professor in Hogwarts.

As I said before during my research periods of my masters I went on my own for a few years to almost all the magical countries, wizarding and otherwise. Got my fake/real identities and went to their universities for a little while. Learned many new things on both sides of reality. Ancient Indian(American and Asian ones) and Chinese magic, Alchemy, Advanced Duelling(from several masters), Druid magic, etc. from magic civilizations and much scientific knowledge, martial arts, and weaponry from the mundane ones too.

Tried my hand in blacksmithing for a while. I was told I am very good at it too. The mini swords made by elves in the Hobbit movie used by Legolas and Orcrist used by Thorin were my favorite. I learned archery too. Though academics was my passion at that time so I didn't put too much time into it.

During my times after the war, I meet with Death many times. We talk mostly about my life, small talk, usually. Or in some cases, she will complain about her minions. It was mostly fun hearing her and talking to her and we did so very often.

Even though I and my elves did travel a lot we did come back to England a few times every year. Every now and then to meet my friends and family I would come but permanently after I was settled down. I had a lot of women in my life. Sexually not romantically. I enjoyed sex a lot since I found it. It also made me feel less lonely during my travels without the elves.

Though I took my elves every were I went I forced Winky and Dobby to stay back and look after my house and shop when they had children. Dobby and Winky gave birth 3 times. They now have 5 children. All very cute babies. I never actually even had a single thought to replace Hedwig, she was one of a kind. During my travels, I rescued 16 other elves. Both male and female ones. 6 decided to stay with me as they wanted to start a family for themselves like my other elves and the rest decided to leave for institutions similar to Hogwarts in the countries I freed them in. And also since they thought I will not have enough work for them to do. Rightfully so. But the ones that stayed bonded with me. As time went by when my last bonded elf was counted it was 36.

When I got my mastery in alchemy, enchanting many others in my mid-twenties, I came back to England temporarily and I removed the use of owl mail altogether. I had invented something similar to mobile phones. It almost looked like a block of glass or ice, transparent and its blood bound to each person and inaccessible to all others. They had all the functions of a phone and to muggles, it will look like a cellphone perfect disguise. They use owls for delivery so they are not completely out of business. Quite the contrary it increased. Paper use decreased tough. But like a cellphone, they need to pay monthly for the services.

I released different types of them designed to attract different ages, cultures, and uses. Bigger ones are used as TV for watching and playing games(like quidditch), muggle entertainments(movies, sports, etc.), news, etc. Smaller ones used to communicate with each other like phones and tablets. This success, later on, made me able to buy Daily Prophet and many other Papers all around the world and rebrand it into a proper international newspaper. The first one of its kind functioning successfully. Yes, I used all modern techs like tablets and touch screens, home delivery apps games, everything, and re-invented it for the wizardkind.

The company name was POTTER Co. Inc. With my house's coat of arms animal a griffin as the company mascot. I appointed the very best people to manage and improve the products, company, and its subsidiaries, and further develop it. Under strict magical contract and my management of course. Many of the shops closed down theirs and started coming to work for me. As mine had divisions like jewelry, apothecaries, mobile shops, and production centers all over the world, job opportunities and security were assured.

By the time I was 30, I became the richest wizard alive.

I conquered the economy of the whole world barring its culture, language, or any other differences. The apothecary business I started years ago had already turned into a research center for finding out cures for all known diseases and illnesses. Under my guidance, they finally invented a permanent cure for Lycanthropy disease(werewolf) in the year 2006. when I was 26-27.

Some of us influential people started a magical creature protection movement where we gathered and went on to protect all the endangered or otherwise almost extinct species, plants, or animals in several artificially created hot spots around the world. Artificiality made mountains, rivers, volcanic areas, snows, ice you name it we had it. For animals and plants. Luna and several other animal and plant lovers like her joined almost immediately to our cause. And she was at the forefront of it.

As Quibbler became a part of the Prophet she only had to write some articles now and then. After all, this was her passion. ICW supported us and helped in any way possible. We hunted poachers like they were terrorists. As a result, their numbers were in turned almost extinct. The whole population of many species that were about to go extinct was gradually saved.

That's when I met an old friend of ours along the way, Fawkes. Dumbledore's phoenix. It was among its kind. There were a lot of them in all different sizes and colors. Fawkes was one of the shortest. Later I learned that they grow each time they are reborn from their ashes, very slowly. And by that logic, I think Fawkes is a very young one. The moment it saw me. It flew to me and sat on my shoulder. He was bigger than Hedwig but still not enormous. When we moved them to their new habitat and left he didn't remain with his kind and followed me. I must be wrong but it looked like all the other birds were watching the scene of Fawkes's departure with envy.

When we were alone and I was caressing his feathers he bites me out of the blue and my blood came out to his beak. Then the same thing happened to him that happened to all the elves when they bonded with me. He grew as big as the dragon I faced in my fourth year, all as an incarnation of flame. Then his color became darker, and darker and turned into a shiny black with red, orange, and yellow flame on her plumes, wings, and tail. Black flames instead of red. Then he looked at me and shrunk to Hedwig's size flew over and landed on my shoulder again and began to cuddle against me and started singing a beautiful melody with his cawing sounds. It was very soothing. Well anyway, that's how I got a phoenix for a familiar.

But there is still an international wide hunt for dementors. Not to preserve them to capture them and try to find a way to eliminate them or control their numbers. This was my idea. This was not the first time they went against the general populace by siding with a dark lord. Still, we haven't found a way to kill them once and for all but we are trying and during that time still capturing them.

After we cured the werewolves, that was when I was roaming the world at the sweet age of 26. I got a visit from an unexpected person, Daphne Greengrass. She tracked me down and found me. She needed me to cure her sister Astoria's blood malediction. She almost knelt and begged me. Astoria was already Draco's wife and they had a kid. The child also had the same problem the mother had. I was personally on that case for almost a whole year before I was able to cure the condition. But it was done remarkably well and that too just at the nick of time. Their whole family was so happy.

Daphne was very grateful and impressed too. Because I did all that without asking anything in return. Actually, that was because her sister's condition was not the only one I have cured this time. Many other rare medical conditions have been cured by using my method to cure Astoria as an example and model. Then Daphne expressed her desire to travel with me. I didn't find a problem with it. We had become good friends during this period of one year.

I had left my Potter House seat in the Wizengamot to Hermione as proxy temporarily and Black House one to Tonks (as my heir to Black House) permanently, so Daphne after her sister was cure left her seat to her sister following my example and came traveling with me. First, it started as a good friendship. Months of traveling with her developed it into a very close one. For weeks it was an all-consuming spark among us. She came with me on almost all my journeys after our first one.

Our relationship developed from a friendship to a romantic one soon. We went on a lot of romantic dates. The sex-hungry me didn't let her out of my sight the first few weeks after our first night together. Before me, she had no experience in the field. But boy were we kindred spirits. Our relationship progressed extremely fast and one month after our first night, I told her I was in love with her, which she reciprocated and we kissed. And then something happened to us both.

When we kissed a bright light encased us both and after normal lighting returned I noticed some changes in her. Her golden hair became more bright and silky. Her eyes were more beautiful and blue and to my utter delight, her assets a bit bigger. I had to explain to her that I am the master of death and everything. She didn't give a rat's ass. She was mad about the fact that I was happy about the new breasts and ass. Which she took it as I wasn't before. It took a lot to calm her down. But from there it was all upward in our relationship.

I told her everything about my life. Past and present. Loved her with everything I had. And to my utter delight, she loved me back just as much. She left her Greengrass family assets to her sister and came to stay with me permanently. She was interested in taking her mastery in Potions and she did with my help very fast. With a good teacher, her improvement was actually above mine. I had her take the position of my apothecary division. She was better at it than even me. She also started a hotel chain business for the wizarding kind. All the staying in hotels in our travels made her see the profit in it I guess.

I married her when we were back in England for good. At the age of 30. On our wedding night the same phenomenon that happened before happened again like with my elves and Fawkes it happened to her too. The previous one was just in her appearance, but the current one was her magical abilities and bloodline. If it was even possible I think she got even more beautiful, we both after a few decades notice that we didn't age much compared to the others. We had later in our lives wear a very well-made disguising artifact all the time to fool others. It will not work on anyone bonded to me including my soul mate but the rest.

She was more powerful but she still needed her wand, there was no shortcut there. But minor wandless magic was soon possible, and major ones when practiced over the years. My Patronus charm changed from a stag to Fawkes when I bonded with him. Daphne had a big eagle at first, when she fell in love with me and later bonded with the mate of Fawkes, Aurora it also changed to Aurora. Aurora then went through the same improvements as Fawkes but only a golden yellow phoenix instead of the black one. They have baby phoenixes too.

Later on, we had children of our own. 2 boys Fredric and James Potter and 2 girls Maria and Lily Potter. Named them after both my parents. Daphne got to choose the middle name instead.

International Confederation of Wizards decided to appoint me as their Supreme Mugwump when I turned 45. I didn't deny the offer. We started making many reforms all around the world. I retired as the Supreme Mugwump when my age came close to 65. But remained an honorary member nevertheless. At that time I was offered the charms professor position with the Gryffindor head position in Hogwarts and years after the Headmaster position, which I gladly took. Not because I need money but as time pass, and to teach children something. Daphne got to be the potion professor after I became the headmaster.

Our kids and grandchildren have already grown up and are looking after the business empire we made for them. All of them had different aspirations but my company had a leg in almost all the waters. We were content and happy. The contract method we used for company employees was used to identify the gold-diggers that come for my children with greedy eyes to wed them and was promptly dealt with.

Dobby and Winky though very old were still looked the same as they did decades ago are still by my side and just as energetic as ever. So are the other 34 elves. So I made the same disguising artifact to make them look old too. They all still work for my family and my companies. Actually, they manage the elves that do the work which is their children and grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. They are very much experienced and have managed to birth many children who have in turn bonded with mine and their grandchildren. They are all gladly following in their parents' footsteps.

But all things cannot end well. At the age of 93, another dark lord tried to pick up a fuss. Many dark lords had come up in the last few decades but this one managed to free all the captured dementors thousands of them and tried to attack ICW. It was decades worth of effort and we were almost able to kill one in a test lab. I and Daphne were there for a meeting at that time. We along with the talented wizards from all over the world fought them and defeated the dark lord and his minions. When the dementors tried to flee. I used one of my spells that were in the making to kill a dementor and trapped them all in a huge shielded sphere then started compressing it to gather them all in one place. As strong as I was my power seems to be no enough to handle them all as I watched some of them almost escape. I put in all I had and filled the rest with my vital energy. But soon I had people helping me including Daphne with their Patronus. Many of us started moving energy in my spell. Daphne almost matched mine. I shared a look with her and she gave me a reassuring smile. Mine and her familiar joined us and also our elves.

But in the end, the dementor bastards had the last laugh. When they knew they were about to die they somehow exploded themselves from the inside. 50 people including me and Daphne and our bonded friends tried and succeeded in containing the blast but we either got caught ourselves in it or in my case, the vital energy was completely expended.

Harry Potter, his wife, and their familiars along with many others died fighting side by side against the dementor army. But the dementors were once and for all gone. Any that did escape was very easily found out and killed with the method using his research as a reference. But some people are still trying to modify his spell and reduce the energy consumption. It was the strongest known light magic or white magic for centuries. It is said that with Harry Potter's death, his house-elves including Dobby died with him. Nobody is clear on those matters.

Limbo

"Hello, Master." In the same place as always, there she was, eating pudding, Death. I went to her and sat down in the opposite chair.

"Am I really dead this time?" I asked.