Disclaimer: All the credit goes to the authors, George R.R Martin and J.K Rowling who wrote two of the most amazing books/series/movies of all time. The only thing I own here is the plot and OC's. If you don't like it don't read it as it will feature Harry being way too OP (like all my stories) and having a harem. So, if that is not your cup of tea, please stop reading because I don't wanna report you after you abuse me in the review section.
OP Harry x Fleur X Daphne.
Prologue
Harry Potter had never expected that his choices would bring him here. Nobody could have foretold that this was how his end would come about. Here he was, after living for over 200 years, he had finally decided to say goodbye to the magical world and this is where his journey had ended. Right in the front of the Veil of the Death, the only thing that could end his existence.
Let us go back a little though. For things to make sense.
After the whole fiasco with his parents' murder and Voldemort being destroyed on a gloomy holiday night, one year old Harry Potter was made an unwilling puppet in the game of Albus Dumbledore, a man who thought that he could do no wrong and loved to meddle in affairs that did not concern him and did not require his counsel. His meddling lead to over thirty percent of England's population being brutally massacred by Voldemort and his group of thugs called 'The Death Eaters'.
How did an infant and his family became a threat to this madman's tyranny? Quite simple. During the war, when Dumbledore was interviewing a new recruit for the post of Divination teacher, she suddenly issued a prophecy that would one day change the fate of magical Britain. She foretold the demise of the Dark Lord by an individual who would be born at the end of the month of July in the year 2000 to a couple who had already fought against him on three different occasions and had returned with their soul still in their body. He would be equipped with a special power or technique, something that the Dark Lord will lack and hence when he marks him as his equal, he will still lose. But for one to die, the other had to die as well. There was no middle ground.
And so, the senile old fuck with God complex began searching for the couple and the child. But then he was handed both of them on a silver platter right in front of him in the form of the Longbottom couple and the Potter couple. The two couples, Frank and Alice Longbottom, and James and Lily Potter, were both expecting children that would be born at the end of July, 2000. This made his plans progress smoothly.
He had known that a Death Eater who was a part of Voldemort's inner circle, Severus Snape, had been roaming around Hog's Head Pub that day and as such had caught a part of the prophecy and had most likely reported to the Dark Lord. This was what led the Dark Lord to hunt down the people who had 'thrice defied him' and end the prophecy before it even began. He did not have much luck in the first six-seven months and as such in order to direct his rage somewhere else, he organized another raid on Diagon Alley. This happened during the Yule Holidays and so, the alley was bustling with people. When the Death Eaters arrived and started causing chaos and mayhem, the people began fleeing, but due to anti-apparition wards, they had a lot of trouble. However, the death eaters were stopped as the members of the Order of the Phoenix came flaming through with the help of Fawkes.
The battle was very fast paced and hectic for both sides, though the agenda of the order was to save the people which they seemed to have been accomplishing. They had successfully captured many Death Eaters as well. All was good, until Lord Voldemort himself appeared. This turned the tide of the battle quickly. Dark curses and the Unforgivable curses were thrown around like candy on a Halloween night. Even after the arrival of the Aurors the situation did not become better. The reason for this was simple: nobody could match the Dark Lord.
That was true, until the Potter's, Lily and James, decided they had had enough. They had already left their good friend and their child Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, with their child to protect him and he would also have his grandparents to look after him. So, after preparing themselves for sacrificing tonight, they began a deadly dance with the Dark Lord himself for the third time. Even Voldemort seemed to have realized this as he began spouting 'prophecy this' and 'prophecy that' the entire time he was facing off against them. The young couple however could not last a long time against them and was being pushed down to their last legs. They most likely would not have survived.
That would have been true had the Aurors not completed the task of evacuating citizens fast enough. When the signal to retreat was heard by them, James Potter used one of the only 4 spells he had mastered from his family grimoire to catch the Dark Lord off-guard and escape with his wife. It was an extremely difficult spell that required exorbitant amounts of magic power to pull off. Damning the consequences, he used the spell and was successful in creating distance between Voldemort and the two of them. The spell created a ball of highly dense magical energy that shot towards the sky and dispersed to rain down a multitude of magical shots on the battlefield, like a meteor shower. It proved to be disastrous for the Dark side as many of them lost their lives or one of their limbs at the very least.
Lily quickly apparated the two away to the headquarters of the Order and left to find a healer as James had become paralyzed due extreme exhaustion of his magic. Even with potions he might have to be bedridden for a week or two. After the healer had checked him out, Dumbledore and the Order members came through when Dumbledore began expressing his disappointment because of James using such a dark spell with a few halfwits and blind Dumbledore fanatics nodding alongside him. With each word Lily's anger rose until she snapped and berated Dumbledore for being a fool who thought wars could be fought with deaths. Death eaters use dark curses extensively and them using only stunners was the reason why so many of their people were dying. After her speech over 90% of the Order had been convinced of two things: one, do not anger Lily Potter, and two, they had to go on the offensive now. It was high time they did.
Dumbledore and his fanatics wanted to argue but Lily and Sirius kicked them out saying James had to rest. The discussion ended there.
On the other hand, the Dark Lord had realized that the Potter family was truly dangerous and as such he would have to take care of them. So, he organized a battalion of 100 of his best and most brutal minions including his inner-circle members and set an attack on the Potter Manor where the family had been rumored to be staying.
On April 2nd, 2001, a group of 100 death eaters attacked the Potter manor in Scotland, which included the most unhinged and psychotic ones of the Dark Lord's ranks. 7 of them came out alive. The Dark Lord and his most trusted inner circle members, the Lestrange trio, the Malfoy lord and his heir, and Antonin Dolohov were the only survivors. The people who massacred the rest of the filth and passed away while doing so were 3 people who even Gellert Grindelwald had come to fear; Baron Charlus Potter and his wife, Lady Dorea Potter-Black; and Baron Arcturus Black.
The wizarding community was floored. The fact that ONLY THREE wizards, well past their prime had taken care of over 93 death eaters, including a few of Voldemort's inner-circle members had country in an uproar. Their bodies had been recovered and it was discovered that Lady Dorea's body was missing. The bodies were recovered by James and Lily along with Sirius and buried in the Potter and Black Family cemeteries, respectively. They buried an empty coffin for Dorea, thinking she had been hit with a particularly nasty curse if not even an atom of her body remained. Every member of the Light side was heartbroken, especially after looking at the normally fun and enthusiastic James Potter standing in front of their graves with a dead look in his eyes.
But what they failed to notice was the fire of vengeance that burned in them. A week later, another news hit the papers and this one sent ripples across the world.
James Potter, Lily Potter and Sirius Black had burned down and utterly obliterated three camps of Voldemort's Death Eater army, alone. Each containing over a 100 members and new recruits. They had been brutally massacred by extremely powerful spells including fiendfyre, which had been used by Lily Potter to burn down the entire camp, not leaving even a single survivor. The message sent was clear: Don't mess with the Potter family. This further cemented the idea that the Potter boy was the one who was destined to defeat him, in the Dark Lord's mind.
Dumbledore on the other hand was feeling horrified at the utter mayhem caused by his subordinates. Furthermore, when they returned and everyone in the order (except his fanatics) began congratulating them on a job well done, it terrified him and he made a decision then and there. To allow his ideology to flourish and to be seen as the better man, the Potters had to go. And thus, he began to concoct a new plan. At first, he would have allowed them to live but he would raise their son, to mold him as the next leader of the Light. But now, he was sure they had to perish. And Severus Snape bought him an opportunity once again.
He offered Dumbledore his services as a spy, if he guaranteed that Lily would be safe. He didn't care much about Potter and his spawn. He only wanted the woman he loved to live. If her son and husband get wiped out then all the better. Dumbledore agreed to this and hence, he now had a double agent. He of course knew that Voldemort had spies in his camp as well and he knew how to cause trouble and chaos that would eventually lead to the fruition of his plans.
He spread a rumor that there was a spy amongst their ranks and that is why Voldemort would know where James and Lily where. He told them they were being targeted due to them being from the Potter family and having been a thorn in his side for a long time. Especially after their latest stunt. So, he suggested they go into hiding with a Fidelius Charm. They agreed and decided they would use Sirius as the secret keeper; however, Dumbledore intervened and said it was too obvious and made Peter Pettigrew the Secret Keeper, something Lily actively opposed against but James and Sirius agreed to and they told everyone Sirius was the secret keeper as a bluff. It proved to be their biggest mistake.
Pettigrew was the spy Voldemort had sent in Dumbledore's camp. When the Potter's went into hiding, he bided his time and on 31st October, 2001, when the Order members were out trying to stop a raid, he went to the Dark lord and gave him the location to the cottage they were hiding at. Voldemort went their alone and blasted open the door, startling James and Lily. They realized they had been betrayed and came up with a last-minute plan. James would distract the Dark Lord while Lily and Harry escaped. However, Voldemort was in no mood to play tonight and instantly overpowered James, ending his life a minute later with the Killing Curse.
Lily heard the sound of James falling in battle and knew it was all over. Even if she escaped, she would be discovered later. She had no hopes of survival. Though she would not go out like that. She had one last job to do. Ensure that her little prince survived. And so, she waited for Voldemort in Harry's room.
When the Dark Lord entered, he caught her standing protectively in front of her son's crib. He gave her no time to move and struck her with another Killing Curse, laughing maniacally throughout the entire ordeal. If he had paid attention, he would have realized that the child was now glowing a little. When the Dark Lord brought forth his wand and struck the child, the Killing curse, a spell which cannot be blocked, rebounded. It zipped forward and struck him in the chest, leaving him as a wraith and nothing more, and Harry with a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
That was the last time Harry saw his parents.
4 years Later (Year 2005)
Harry Potter always knew that there was something different about him. Something so unique, other people would give up their arm or a leg to have it. And yet, his relatives never failed to put him down. It all started on his third birthday. The abuse, the screaming and the chores soon became too much him for him and his behavior changed. It began to irk his relatives how he would refuse to do something, choosing to stay hungry rather or sleeping outside the house. It was not because he was a petty child. No. He had some memories of a time when he wasn't surrounded by the whales and giraffe lady. A happier time. When he used to live with his mum and dad, with the usual visit of someone called 'Paddy'. It was a year later he remembered everything.
It was a cold night in September and Harry was once again getting yelled at and threatened by the big whale because he broke the nose of the smaller one when he insulted Harry's mum. Giraffe Lady was looking at him dangerously while the smaller whale cried in her arms. When he talked back to his uncle after he finished his speech, his uncle lost it. He grabbed a knife and quickly stabbed Harry on his head. Coincidentally, where his scar was.
Petunia panicked, thinking the 'freak' was dead. But somehow in some 'freakish' way he survived. That ended the ordeal of that night, but for the Dursley's, it was the beginning of true hell.
Due to Vernon plunging a knife through his forehead, the Hocrux of Tom Riddle had been released, but was quickly suppressed by the aftereffects of Lily Potter's protection and Harry's own potent magic. The memories of the first twenty-five years of the former Dark lord's life burst into his brain like a dam, giving him a world class headache.
He did recover hours later and then began his new master plan to fuck the Dursley's up their assess. It was quite simple really. A few stinging hexes and minor bone breakers in just the right places, made them understand one thing: Your time has come to an end. He also turned them into a giraffe and whales a few times, just for the fun of it.
At first, he thought of simply casting the Imperius on both Petunia and the school principle so he wouldn't have to go through school once again. He was already at high-school level in studies. He would have Tom to thank for it. The kid had so many issues at the orphanage that he studied ahead regularly as the time at school was his reprieve from the orphanage.
His reasoning was different. He wanted to finish his schooling quickly enough so that he could practice his magic without disturbance and call a house elf from his family and go home. Not live in this dump.
He was very wrong to do that. As he blazed through over 6 years of education in around a year and half, the muggle educational authorities took notice of him. He was hailed as a child genius and his name was heard all across the UK. When the authorities discovered his living conditions and how his relatives treat him, they quickly arrested the bastards along with the hippo of a woman called Marge. She had once set her dog on him and he had simply climbed a tree to stay away from him but revenge sure as hell was sweet. When the neighborhood was questioned, the neighbors only said that the Dursley's had said he was an abnormal delinquent and so that they didn't think much of him. Well, he didn't either but the authorities rained down on them too. He was relocated to an undisclosed location, much to a certain old bastard's ire. He couldn't find him as Harry had erected parsel wards around the place where he was now living.
He then started living with a blonde-haired woman who was a world class architect who thought he was a demigod (a cookie to those who get this). When he revealed to her that he was capable of using magic, she pestered him a lot about his powers and what all he could do. Apparently, she and her friends were offspring of Greek deities. She was a sweet lady and he enjoyed living with her. So, he informed her about the magical world and she told him all about half-bloods and their adventures. It was fun.
At age 8, he was already done with high-school level studies and had decided to take a break. But it turns out he wasn't going to get one. He had tried calling house elves in the past to show them to his caretaker but none of them had answered. However, when he was alone, one had finally answered. A Potter family house elf who wept tears of joy in his arms screaming that he finally found the young master. He was immediately taken to Potter Castle where he me all his ancestors' portraits, including his grandfathers. His parents' portraits were not there as they had died young and did not have time to make one. But he was most shocked to find his grandmother still alive. She was in a coma and was being taken care of by the elves. They estimated she would wake in another 2-3 years.
Finally, for 6 months he practiced only magic. He plundered the books in the Potter family library through liberal use of occlumency, something which came easily to him considering he was a natural occlumens. He also learned spells from Voldemort's memories and was now a walking arsenal waiting to be messed with. He claimed his position as heir to the seat of House Potter and other houses he was heir of, some of which were quite shocking. He also showed Annabeth a little magic.
Later, in order to uphold his reputation as a genius, he admitted himself into a university, for the best England had to offer. He completed the entire syllabus for many courses in the next 3 years, through abusing the fuck out of occlumency and legilimency. A trick he picked from Voldemort. That is how the bastard was so knowledgeable about so many subjects. He mind-raped the masters of those subjects and could stand up on par with them.
He was heralded as the brightest mind in Great Britain, possibly the entire world.
Ha also got really engrossed into something called 'Game of Thrones.' After Annabeth introduced him to the show, he was hooked and was really absorbed in the tale of knights, dragons and war. He would love to live in a world like this if he could. Should a 11-year-old watch GoT? The legal answer was no, but he didn't give a fuck. He was Harry fuckin Potter.
It was then that he met the Royal Family at age 11. It was an interesting experience to say the least. They were aware of the magical community, unsurprisingly. They had many wizards in their service as well. How did he figure it out? Simple, he had better senses than most. He was also asked to sign autographs as the boy-who-lived by them.
The Queen also asked for him to lessen the prejudice in the community and work towards cooperation with the muggles, something he was happy to help with. He needed something interesting to do when he returns to the other side of Britain.
The Queen helped him with the minor problem he was bound to face, explaining his disappearance at age 11. She aided him by announcing that he would be attending a special school where world leaders were trained or some shit and that he would frequently disappear from public eye, something that was difficult to do due to his popularity in both the worlds. He thanked her and then after a heartfelt goodbye to Annabeth, apparated straight into Potter Castle. He had already had a floo network installed in her house so that he could visit anytime he wants and she could too.
Harry spent the last few months before his inevitable return in Potter Castle conversing with his ancestors, visiting his parents grave and reading their journal, something that gave him too much valuable information. The library was his abode and he got teased by his grandfather a lot, saying he was more Ravenclaw than Gryffindor, something that made him happy immensely. He had nothing against Gryffindor, he just thought of them as more stupid than brave.
When his letter arrived, he quickly replied with a yes and was about to leave for Diagon alley when his grandmother woke up. She was quite shocked and panicky at first but after explaining everything to her and having grandfather Charlus speak to him, she calmed down. She still gave Charlus an earful because he sent her away from the fight after the coma curse shot by Bellatrix nicked her.
She connected with him during the week and they both made plans regarding the wizarding world and correcting the wrongs that befell their family due to certain people.
A week later, he walked into Diagon Alley and even though he had seen it numerous times in Voldemort's memories, it was still euphoric to witness it here. He bought all the necessary material with his grandmother, both wearing glamours. They also visited Knockturn since he wished to buy certain books that could not be found in Diagon.
He also visited Magical Menagerie as he wished to purchase a pet, even though his grandmother said that they had many owls to deliver messages. He wanted something unique and that is exactly what he got. He felt a connection instantly when he entered through the door and Harry made his way to the backroom, the owner and his grandmother trailing behind. It was there he found an egg. A white egg with a smooth surface and amber stripes across the surface. The moment he touched it, it crackled and a bright light blocked their line of sight. When he was able to see again, he was shocked to find a small baby bird in his palms, snowy-white with fierce amber eyes that would make a grown man shit his pants. The owner was just as shocked but quickly remembered his duty and performed a check on the creature, and when the results came out, he was very close to fainting. He did later, but not before breathing one word, 'Phoenix.'
Well, what a surprise. Harry fucking Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived had a phoenix familiar.
Harry was shocked too, but after it sunk in, he grinned like a lunatic, something his grandmother shared, before he named her Hedwig, kept a pouch of galleons in the palm of the fallen and left with his grandmother. He also bought many treats for her but soon discovered no matter how many treats he gives her, she will always steal his bacon.
Now they had to buy him the most important thing: a wand.
His grandmother took him to Knockturn once again and had a custom wand made to him, without the trace on it. According to her, Ollivander was a fool to sell pre-made wands as he was just wasting ingredients and any wizard who bought a wand from him would never reach his full potential. A sentiment not shared by her late husband who loved Ollivander. His father and mother also had wands from that shop but he cared not as he knew that he should listen to his grandmother and not argue. She could hit really hard after all.
He got a pretty peculiar wand. Fourteen inches, yew and elder wood, with a feather from his familiar and the claw of a 5000-year-old griffin, stabilized with the blood of a particularly vicious Hungarian Horntail and a rare amethyst as the focus. His grandmother and the shopkeeper were both terrified and amazed, thinking about his future.
A moth later, it was finally time. Beware Hogwarts, Harry Potter was returning.
Year 1 (2011-2012)
It was finally time to reveal Harry Potter's existence to the world once more. His grandmother and him left for Platform 9 and ¾, which was when Harry was granted the first view of the Hogwarts Express. He wasn't that impressed by it considering he lived in the muggle world and was quite a celebrity so he had traveled in better vehicles. He hugged Dorea goodbye and set off on his journey with Hedwig flaming into his cabin in a blazing inferno of white colored flames. The young Phoenix had grown exponentially. Even for a phoenix that rate of growth was too fast. She was already as tall as his legs.
Hours into the journey his door was yanked open by a shabby looking ginger named Ron, a Weasley going by his state. He asked if he knew where Harry Potter was and Harry just said no and locked him out of his cabin. He wasn't about to entertain gold-diggers at all. An hour later it was announced they were approaching the station and so, he changed and finally unlocked his door.
He was greeted by a giant man, Hagrid if he remembered correctly. He was sweet man but was a bit too naïve and deceivable. He also couldn't keep secrets. That is what Voldemort's memories and his mother's journal told him anyway. They were made to sit in boats, in groups of four and he sat down with 3 lovely girls named Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis, along with a beautiful redhead named Susan Bones. They would grow up to be quite the heartthrobs.
When they were granted the first view of the Hogwarts Castle, everyone exclaimed with oohs and aahs. Harry on the other hand just smiled. It was good to be home. The reason he thought this way was simple, he had already seen it before in Voldemort's memories.
By the time the sorting ceremony commenced, everyone knew that THE Harry Potter was coming to Hogwarts. Thankfully, nobody could recognize him. People were looking for a mini–James Potter to be around but instead they were going to get a tall, raven-haired teen with mesmerizing emerald green eyes and a swimmer's body. When his name was called, the hall fell silent and he made his way to the stool. People were clearly shocked at his appearance but he could see the girls blushing. When he sat down and the hat was placed on his head, people were assured he was going to Gryffindor instantly.
They were so very wrong.
The Hat simply told everyone in the hall that he could choose wherever he wants to go as any of the Founders would be ecstatic to find him in their house. Even Salazar. Harry further shocked them all by going and sitting in Hufflepuff. The badgers cheered so loudly that people could hear them till Hogsmeade.
When the lectures started the next day, he had to say he was quite disappointed. From Voldemort's and his grandparents' time, the education levels had gone really downhill. No wonder other countries didn't respect magical Britain a lot. That however, didn't stop him from portraying himself to be a prodigy, even better than the senile old coot who got his parents killed. He had gotten called into his office where he tried to get info out of Harry, but that failed miserably. Harry gave him the bare minimum of information and when he tried to play the disappointed grandfather façade, he didn't pay much attention to him and promptly left. Leaving behind an amused phoenix and a frustrated old man.
Another problem was the fucker named Snape. He seemed to have a grudge with everything Potter and tried his best to make my life miserable. From old Tom's memories Harry already knew that he was the fucker who gave the insane madman the stupid prophecy which he had already checked out at the DoM and destroyed the orb, replacing it with a stupid, fake replica. Phoenixes were truly wonderful when it came to sneak missions, if you can ignore the flames that is. He got his revenge on Snape soon.
A week into the lectures, he started annoying the dungeon bat so much that he flushed every ounce of self-control he had down the drain and tried to use legilimency on the Heir to an Ancient and Noble House. Even with Dumbledore's support, the court had administered Veritaserum on him where he sang like a canary about all of his crimes and his comrades, even informing the court that the Death Eater mark could not be taken if someone had been Imperiused. The aurors and Moody in moved towards the Dark Faction like lions stalking the prey. Moody was grinning like an idiot the entire time, like a kid in a candy store.
Fudge and Dumbles tried to lessen their sentences but the majority outvoted them and Harry thought this would be the perfect time to reveal his lordships along with the welfare of his grandmother. He used the votes of all his houses to fuck up the previously free Death Eaters.
Lord of House Potter, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and Heir Black.
His grandmother took up the position of regent as the last living Black member who was free and from the main line. Narcissa couldn't as she had married into the Malfoy family, whereas Andromeda had been disowned. Something to fix up in the future.
He also used his authority in the Wizengamot to get his godfather a trial. He exposed Barty Crouch's mishaps which caused the community to be horrified. Sirius was immediately put on trial where he was declared innocent and it was revealed Dumbledore already knew yet still didn't help him. Dumbledore lost a lot of face amongst the entire Neutral Faction and many of the Light Faction members.
After his return to school, everyone tried to get to know him. Slytherins (except the families of death eaters like Malfoy, Nott etc.), Ravenclaws and the Gryffs were all following him around like lost puppies. Something which made the badgers' pride rise and they would now walk amongst the crowd with their head held high, when before they would walk like they were smallfolk being allowed to live with nobility. His influence in Hogwarts rose tremendously. The faculty loved him and were worshipping the ground he walked on, something that was further cemented by the fact he passed the exams of both first and second years with nothing but O's.
Dumbledore had tried to get him to believe that Voldemort was still alive, something which he already knew but chose to ignore. He was going to get rid of the Hocruxes anyway. He had already retrieved Ravenclaw's diadem, the ring from Gaunt Shack, Hufflepuff's cup by seizing Bellatrix's vault using his power as heir Black and the locket from Grimmauld Palace. Now he just needed Malfoy to bring the diary, who had somehow managed to bribe his way out of prison and was now on the run, and Nagini, the snake. The snake was impossible to locate as even from Voldemort's memories he didn't know where she was.
He would find her, eventually.
Not much happened that year, apart from him fighting a troll and saving a girl named Daphne's life, the one he shared the boat trip with, who was wandering the hallways when the ugly fucker had attacked. He was already hailed by the public and when it got out that he had beaten a fully grown mountain troll, as a first year, the people took no time at all to start calling him the next Merlin. He also joined the Hufflepuff team as chaser using a loophole in the rules, stating that there was no rule that first years couldn't join the team. They were simply not allowed their own broom.
Dumbledore had tried to lure him in with the fake Philosopher's stone, but he just ignored the old bastard. He was going to die soon anyway.
All in all, life was good.
Year 2 (2012-2013)
After his first year got over with Hufflepuff winning both the House cup and Quidditch Cup for the first time in 3 centuries due to his efforts as a prodigy and the youngest chaser in a century; he returned home to Potter castle to spend time with his grandmother before he had to head off to live with Annabeth for a couple of months and appear publicly in the muggle world after his prolonged absence. His grandmother wasn't happy he was going to be away but agreed. She and Sirius had to connect with the surviving members of the Black family as well.
When he returned to live with Annabeth, he was surprised to find her depressed and a mess. When asked she simply said that she broke up with her boyfriend after he chose godhood over her. Wow, what a jerk. He simply consoled her and to cheer her up he showed her some magic that he learned, especially the patronus charm. His patronus took the form of a Nundu, a creature she had never seen so it was a given that she was fascinated by it, and no surprise that she wanted to know all about the magical creatures of their world, given the whole daughter of Athena and thirst for knowledge thing.
He and Annabeth spent time working on a project together. Annabeth's company was given a contract to design a skyscraper, which he decided to help her with. It was no surprise that the media caught wind of it and as such his popularity and reputation as a genius continued to flourish across the globe.
Since magic and electricity do not mix well, he was quite saddened by the fact that he wouldn't be able to watch/rewatch GoT at his place and decided that he would take care of this problem at a later date. Annabeth was the one who had introduced him to the magnificent historical tv-series and for that he was grateful. So, it was no surprise that he decided that he would watch the show with Annabeth, whenever he returned after school. And as they finished watching the second season and completing the blueprints of the architectural beauty that they had designed; his vacation was over.
He returned to Potter Castle to look at his grandmother and Sirius mingling with their family, Andromeda, Nymphadora or only Dora if you did not want to get castrated, and his grandmother's sister, Cassiopeia. He just left them to their devices and made his way to locate the other Hocruxes. He knew that somebody would try something this year and it may or may not involve Voldemort, but he wasn't about to chance it.
His suspicions were confirmed to be true when his personal elf, Tilly, caught an elf trying to break into their house. Harry knew the poor creature wouldn't be able to say anything without his master's permission so he just had his elves stun and bind him while he uses legilimency on him. He got the info he needed and as such he saw an opportunity present itself.
The Death Eaters that were on the run would attack Diagon and cause chaos while Lucius Malfoy would slip the diary into the arms of a member from the light faction. They weren't sure who but he knew the legendary dislike Malfoys had for Weasleys (given the constant cat fighting between 2 dumbasses who kept trying to involve him into their plans, something he did not give a fuck about), and as such he knew the fucker might try and get it into a Weasley's cauldron. But he was going to be in for a nasty surprise.
He decided to take a trip with Sirius and his cousin, Dora on the day of the attack. It was there he met a ponce named Lockhart who tried to use his fame to build up his reputation but was left on the ground, shocked and convulsing. Both of his companions had a good laugh at that. After the shopping was done (he did not by Lockhart's books), they decided to go for ice cream. They were interrupted by the arrival of the idiots in black hoods and silver masks.
He saw an opportunity to make a statement to further his agenda, and he did. He attacked the nearest Death Eater with a bone breaker, and a second later the bastard was dead with his skull bashed in. He quickly disappeared and reappeared amongst the carnage, putting down Death Eaters left and right. The older wizards and witches were amazed by his power and cheered him on, instead of getting involved. Stupid fucks didn't even get to safety and thought to raise a barrier.
Unfortunately, a few had already escaped by the time he put up anti-apparition and portkey wards. His main target however, was still here. Malfoy was the last one left standing and seeing he couldn't escape; he grabbed the nearest person hostage. With his luck, he managed to get Ginny Weasley. The Weasleys like the idiots they are began screaming and shouting instead of trying to do something, causing mass panic.
Malfoy thought he could escape now because why would the golden boy of the light attack an innocent girl to get through to him. True, he wouldn't. But he wasn't a dumbass. He called on for Hedwig and had her teleport the redhead out of the Death Eater's grasp as he startled him by blinding him using Lumos Maxima. Would not have been very original but Voldemort's memories told him that the blonde weasel was not that good when it came to fighting. The Malfoy's were always better at political games. He quickly conjured ropes and tied him up. The people were surprised that the Boy-Who-Lived had a phoenix as a familiar but it bought them great joy.
However, he surprised them all next by summoning a few serpents and hissing at them, commanding them to poison Lucius. The people were horrified that the BWL was a Parselmouth, but thankfully a few sane people remembered he was a direct descendant of Slytherin through his mother and not Voldemort. They also knew Voldemort was still somehow alive due to there being a leak that Voldemort was possessing a teacher last year and that Dumbledore had fought him on the day the students left because Voldemort thought he could do whatever he was going to do without being noticed due to the commotion caused by the students. He was out of options ever since his plan to have the troll wreak havoc had failed.
They needed a new champion and they had found that in Harry Potter, the boy born to oppose the pale faced, red-eyed cunt.
The cheers of the people were so loud that day that even the muggles heard them, something which caused the Obliviation Department a lot of increase in paperwork.
When Harry returned to Hogwarts that year, he was seen as a hero among the masses. A select few whose family members he had sent to hell harbored a grudge and vowed to get revenge, but knew that he would level them so they would wait for the right time to do something.
Not much else happened that year. Classes were fun especially now that Snape and the stuttering fool of a defense teacher were not there. Unfortunately, Lockhart had been hit by a stray curse in the Diagon Alley ruckus and had been left paralyzed. Even the healers at couldn't do shit due to the spell being way too dark. People didn't care anyway; he was going to spend the rest of his life in the prisoner section of the hospital due to one Rita Skeeter revealing his crimes. He owned the Daily Prophet, and that journalist who loved to destroy the lives of others was his most powerful soldier. She could bring down anyone, and he paid her quite generously to do that. So, some auror had taken up the position.
Harry had once again outperformed everyone by clearing both his third- and fourth-year exams, with nothing O's. The second name that was on everyone's mind was Daphne Greengrass, the person who was seen hanging out with Potter the most, since the incident last year. She too had managed to skip a grade and would start her 4th year while Harry went for his O.W.L Year. He found her lovely and, in a way, she reminded him of Annabeth, albeit a bit colder and less outgoing. She was his first friend here.
He also visited the chamber and found out that the basilisk that inhabited it, Medusa, had perished. She could not survive inside anymore as she couldn't live on rats alone and after Dumbledore had redirected every rune in the school to empower himself, the majestic snake's magic began depleting due to less magic being present in the chamber. He was quite saddened by that, but found solace in the fact that she had laid an egg. So, not all was lost. The books in the library of Salazar Slytherin were not worth much to him as he had already read them due to copies being present in the vault. The books on potion-making however, were a treasure. He even found a cure for lycanthropy, something he would release after he gave his NEWT's.
Dumbledore's attempts to control him were as futile as ever. Especially after he tried to slander him when he took care of the Death Eaters at the alley. According to him, they were too 'dark.' Rita had a field day fucking his rep up, along with the Weasley family who supported the wrinkly cunt like always. They were labeled as sympathizers and were isolated by the rest of the families of magical Britain. Dumbledore was even given a restraining order to not be allowed with 20 feet of Harry, without Harry having an escort or two. Life was good.
Hufflepuff had once again won everything, much to the annoyance of the teachers as Pomona Sprout wouldn't stop giving them smug grins.
Year 3 (2013-2014)
After Hogwarts, his vacation was once again similar to the one he spent the year before. Annabeth and him designed another building, a hospital this time and spent time watching GoT. He loved season 3. Even he with his superior intelligence, he did not see the Red Wedding happening. He knew there would be consequences to Robb's decision but he didn't see THAT happening. Even Annabeth was horrified.
He also lost his virginity that year. Annabeth had invited him to a party of demigods and introduced him as her baby brother, something that warmed his heart. A couple of raunchy daughters of Aphrodite had got a little handsy and made him an offer he couldn't refuse. That was one heck of night. Annabeth threw another party at her place the next day when he gave her the news. It was very special occasion according to her and she was going to host a party as a proud older sister. He had a wild time with a few campers again that night. Daughters of Athena, Apollo and Demeter were quite passionate and active. And loud.
Annabeth had him soundproof her room in the morning after she hit him in the head, before giving him a proud smile and a hug.
Third year in Hogwarts in one word was boring. No psychopaths chasing him around, no cults behind his ass, and no annoying teachers to try and antagonize him. But that doesn't mean he didn't enjoy his year. He slept with almost 40% of the girls at Hogwarts that year. The females from upper classes were always seen coming out of broom closets and abandoned classrooms with him, hair messed up and makeup ruined. They were not in a relationship. No, no. Just acquaintances who had sex. The men were crying tears of blood seeing the bastard living their dreams.
This also caused a slight problem as Daphne became quite cold to him due to her growing feelings for him. Harry seeing that he was hurting his only friend, decided to show her how much she means to him. On the last Hogsmeade Trip, which coincidentally was on Valentines Day, he took her to the room of requirement and setup her dream date. He proposed to her afterwards and the two started dating that year.
He once again proved his intelligence by scoring an O on every subject known to wizard kind on his O.L.W's. The Prophet wrote articles only about him for 3 days. Daphne also scored amazing marks on her tests. She was to start preparing for her O.W.L exams for next year while Harry decided to skip his 6th year and give his NEWT's directly. It would save him a lot of time. He also needed to find and destroy that last Hocrux.
Thankfully he was not disturbed by Dumbledore this year. Ordinary men would have rejoiced in his position, but he knew the old bastard was up to something. He already knew about his attempt to use Remus Lupin, but that went to shit when his grandmother cursed the werewolf and called him a disgrace to the memory of Harry's parents. Last he heard; the bastard was found drunk in a bar in Knockturn.
He would have to prepare for next year. He needed to know what the old bastard would throw at him.
Year 4 (2014-2015)
Ah fuck, now he knew what the old bastard had planned. He had just returned from Annabeth's place after his annual vacation and his grandmother gave him the news of what had transpired at the Wizengamot meeting that day. The old fucker was trying to get the Triwizard Tournament back and from what he heard he was being supported by a lot of ministry officials as they wanted to show the public, they were not incompetent. And according to them, the return of a tournament that was known to have gotten students slaughtered, would be the best way to do that. How smart.
On the bright side however, the job he had given Sirius had finally been completed. Harry had already found a way to allow electrical items to work in areas of high magic concentration and as such they were now ready to go into production. He had given Sirius the job to get the legal formalities done and to find a plot of land to setup the factory. The Black's already owned a plot of land at Diagon so he decided he would open up a mall there. That mall would sell everything and many of the shop owners of Diagon had already been allotted spots in the building to open up their businesses. Potter industries had been born that year, an empire that would dominate both the muggle and magical world a decade later.
He had also met Daphne's parents and little sister, people who immediately warmed up to him. They were going to announce the betrothal between the two in a few months, possibly during the Yule Holidays. The couple was the main topic of the rumor mill as both were known to be two of the most attractive wizard and witch in the world.
When the Triwizard Tournament was announced, everyone was thrilled and excited, except for Harry. He had a bad feeling and he knew his instincts were something he should always rely on. When the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons contingents arrived, all eyes were on them. Especially Viktor Krum, a well known Quidditch Player, and the Veela, Fleur Delacour. Most of the people were going nuts behind Krum, but Harry wasn't interested in Broody. He found the Veela much more appealing.
When the day of the announcement came, everyone was waiting with baited breathes. Unsurprisingly, Viktor and Fleur were the choices for their respective schools. Cedric Diggory for Hogwarts was a surprise though. Harry had spoken to him a few times in the past and was happy to see the guy get the recognition he deserved. However, when a fourth parchment came out, he knew shit was doomed.
Of fucking course, he had to be the fourth champion. The look of glee on Dumbledore's face was visible from a mile away. He wanted Harry to be oppressed now because he knew that people would view him as a cheater and he would offer him comfort and slowly make him his pawn. Dumbass. Didn't he learn that Harry was smarter than that.
Harry knew he would not face trouble from Ravens and Badgers, or the Snakes because of Daphne. He knew the lions would try and fuck him over. So, when Weasley shouted that he was a cheater and a dark wizard, he rebuffed him instantly and also informed everyone that he was ready to have witnesses testify it. When the dumbasses still didn't look convinced, he had his house elves bring in a pensieve that could project memories outside. Everyone saw him going about his day for the last two days, with a few minor parts cut out but they didn't know that.
He was mostly seen in class, in the library or walking around with Daphne. There was however a brief moment when the pensieve showed all of them a make out session between him, Daphne and Lavender Brown. Daphne and many girls were blushing madly, Lavender had a smug face, the men were cursing under their breathes, and Weasley was seething. Everyone knew the fucker liked Lavender. It was very humiliating for him.
Even after that, the ministry official, Barty Fucking Crouch, did not take no for an answer and so, he reluctantly agreed. The champions were informed of his situation by the teachers and their respective headmasters. They understood but Fleur wanted to speak to him a little later. They were informed of the tournament and the weighing of the wands' ceremony. They left afterwards.
At night, he found Fleur near the Black Lake where she tried to attack him with her allure a lot. When he asked her what she was trying to do she explained that she had felt a bond with him the moment they made eye contact and wanted to make sure that he could resist her allure. When it was proven that he could, she explained to him about the Veela bond between the two and how he was her soul mate. She could not fall for anyone else other than him.
That had complicated things a little but after talking it out with Daphne, they welcomed Fleur into their relationship. When this was revealed, the entire male population currently occupying the castle was out for blood while the females were either horny or blushing. The rumor mill was exhausted due to overworking themselves over this topic. But why wouldn't they be! They were the hottest couple the world would see for generations to come.
The weighing of the wands' ceremony was… entertaining to speak. His wand was not made by Ollivander so that was the first surprise for the day. The next one was a pretty big one as for the first time his wand cores and wood were revealed. When Ollivander announced his wands' contents, not a single person there had their jaws attached to their mouth. Rita's quill was tired from overworking itself and Rita herself looked to be wetting herself imagining the front page of the paper, next morning.
During the first task, the council who was in charge of the events had to improvise since Harry rejected their plea to bring live dragons from his reserve for the event. He even let the news leak to the daily prophet and Rita had a good time slandering the idiots. So, they had to bring in some last-minute replacements. Fleur had to go against an Acromantula, Cedric against 2 Mountain Trolls, Krum against a Yeti and Harry against a fully grown Minotaur. Harry went last and almost got gutted by the huge ox like being, but managed to kill it using a couple of battle magic spells from the Potter-Black family grimoire. One caused certain parts of the minotaur's skin to fall off (Black family spell), after which he used a transfiguration spell to transfigure the blood and skin that had fallen off on the ground into spikes and swords and rammed them through the creature (Potter family spell).
People were horrified but thankfully, Daphne's father who had been selected as one of the judges, people who were replacing the headmasters due to partiality in the past, had pointed out that the spells he used, were from his family grimoire as he had seen James Potter use a similar spell in the war. That calmed people down. But he could feel Dumbles' gaze on his back and knew the bastard would again spin a narrative about him being dark and shit.
(A.N- second task and third task is the same as canon. He took both Fleur and Daphne to the Yule Ball and they had a threesome that night after the ball.)
Graveyard Scene
Honestly, he should have seen this coming. That is why Dumbles was so eager to have him participate in this fuck fest. Now he is tied up to a statue in a graveyard with a rat faced man named Peter Pettigrew cutting his arm up for some blood. He used that moment to use legilimency on him and figured out the plan. The ministry official Barty Crouch had been killed by his son and now his son was impersonating him, the fucker who put his name in the Goblet.
He knew he shouldn't have left the map of his father at Annabeth's place!
After the ritual concluded, Voldemort rose once again. Then recalled his death eaters and his pet snake, and monologued for a long time, oblivious to the fact that the new two-way mirrors Harry had launched this summer were broadcasting him to the crowd Hogwarts. When he turned his attention towards Harry, he continued his speech and began taunting Harry's family and how he took great pleasure in killing them, all the while his followers laughed.
He should have realized it by now, he fucked up.
Nobody insults his family and gets away.
So, when the idiotic dark wizard decided they would duel against each other, he signed his own death warrant. The ferocity of the duel would be remembered for generations to come. Each and every kind of spell was used, from the darkest curses that would grant a fate worse than death, to the lightest of the curses were used. Voldemort was overconfident in his immortality however; he did not realize that Harry was now not aiming at him but his familiar. A moment later, his last hocrux was destroyed by the killing curse.
Now weakened and with barely any magical power left in him, he looked like a living corpse (even more so than before). After that the fight ended in seconds. He simply used an Expelliarmus against Voldemort's Avada Kadavra, causing the curse to be repelled. Seconds later, the Dark Lord was finally gone for good, along with all of his marked flowers.
Azkaban had been emptied within moments.
However, the highlight of the event was when Harry returned from the entire ordeal, only to be met with cheers and chants of his name echoing all the way to the ministry offices. But as usual, Dumbles had to do something.
The old cunt wasted no time in labelling as a Dark Wizard along with a few die-hard fans of his like Molly Weasley and Lupin. The aurors quickly bound his accomplices as they were not that good at using magic. Only Lupin gave them slight trouble but it was sorted when Sirius joined the party.
Dumbledore on the other hand, firmly declared that he has no reason to live when he shot the sickly green jet of light towards Harry who was too stunned and exhausted to move. He waited for Death to claim him, but it never came. And the reason why was lying in his arms, lifeless eyes staring back at him. His grandmother had cast herself between himself and the curse, just like his mother all the years ago. That stopped all the fighting. Everyone was shocked seeing the leader of the light do something like this.
But what came next had them all pissing their pants.
The very next second, instead of the usual purple aura that covered Harry when he coated himself with his magic, it had been replaced by a dangerous blood red one, just like the color of Voldemort's eyes. Harry wiped his face clear of the tears that were leaking from his eyes and carried his grandmother gently towards the stands where Sirius was. He left her in Sirius' arms who was sporting a broken look just like him.
The next moment he turned his sights towards the man responsible for his current pain, a man who was trying his best to escape and come up with another plan, but realized that he was now going to have his balls dragged across shattered glass when his familiar, Fawkes did not come to his aid.
The torture Harry put Dumbledore through would have had Bellatrix wet herself with excitement and worshipping him as her new lord and master. 30 minutes later, the people were not looking at the most powerful wizard alive. No, they were looking at the most broken man alive. He had been mutilated beyond belief by the worst man he could have crossed.
Dumbles was sentenced to life in Azkaban at the lowest level along with his accomplices. This effectively broke the light Faction and now the Neutral Faction was the only one with any sort of power.
Harry shut himself in his room for about a week before he returned to school. He met Daphne and Fleur and spent the entire day with them, finishing the day with threesome in a hot tub in the room of requirement. If Rowena saw her creation being used like this, she would have had a heart attack.
Harry had already given his NEWT's and received all O's as always. This was the last time he was going to enter Hogwarts, and he could honestly say it didn't pain him to think that. He had no love for the place where his grandmother died.
He would make her proud. He vowed that on his honor as a Potter and a Black.
Years Later
Harry could honestly say he had accomplished a lot in this life. After the fall of both Dumbledore and Voldemort, Harry left Hogwarts for good considering he had already given his NEWT's that year. So, after graduation Harry had a successful yet short career playing as a chaser for Puddlemere United. He won them two championships and won Britain the world cup which had been hosted by England that year. He was a role model for many aspiring young athletes that wanted to prove their worth as Quidditch Players. It also helped shut the mouths of haters who believed he only got in using his fame. It was one of his father's dreams and he felt proud that he achieved it for his father.
He built an empire in the magical world that could be considered the strongest corporation in the entirety of the magical world. His businesses consisted of hotel and restaurant chains, electronic stores, hospitals, clothing brands and other accessories, chocolates etc. He also built malls around the world and as such places like Diagon Alley became kind of obsolete and so many businesses from Diagon shifted to his malls. That is how Potter Industries became a superpower in the magical world.
In the muggle world, his reputation and popularity were as high as ever. His architectural projects with Annabeth gathered so much attention from the crowds that Annabeth's company became the go to firm for anyone who wanted something built. He also took Annabeth to the magical world and for 17 straight days she pestered him for everything. Annabeth also took him to Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter. They were both skeptical at first as only people with demigod blood are allowed to pass through, but luckily it worked. It also showed that someone from his family had probably been a demigod or married to a demigod. He also visited Mount Olympus when he and Annabeth left for the States for the inauguration of the sky scraper they had designed. Harry was awed by the place but one look at it and he could say it was Annabeth's work.
He also met the gods, Aphrodite and Demeter a bit more intimately than the rest. He made all his ancestors proud that day, especially Sirius and his father. It was also revealed that he was a legacy of Athena, making Annabeth his sometime great-aunt. That was a shocker for both of them.
However, his best achievement had to be the fact that he was able to see his mother's aspiration come to life. She wanted to see muggles and wizards' live side by side together and in harmony and he was the one that brought about such a period. He simply used the concept of runes and leylines to implant a memory into the minds of the muggles stating that the magical world has always existed but muggles were afraid to approach them however, they don't need to now and everything will be at peace. It worked like a charm since a nuclear war did not break out. The wizarding world was equipped with better technology whereas many problems that even technology couldn't fix like cancer, were finally taken care of through the use of magic. That is how Harry Potter became the richest person in the world and Potter Industries an empire that would become an invincible entity on Earth.
Sirius lived the bachelor life till the day he passed away. He saw his godson become a god amongst humans and work for the betterment of humanity, regardless of magical blood. He continued to manage the mall at Diagon throughout his lifetime while sleeping with many women, including his staff. He passed away when Harry's children had already started or where about to start Hogwarts. He lived a good life and would finally be able to join his loved ones on the other side. A statue was built in his honor at Diagon, keeping his memory alive forever.
Annabeth continued to do what she loved and became the most famous architect to ever live. Her work was loved all around the globe, including the magical world. She designed many facilities of Potter Industries and a while after the revelation of the magical world, her company joined the banner of the Potter Empire. She was also the one who designed the new Hogwarts Castle as many students wanted the castle to become more modern and so, McGonagall had to agree to their requests. In Harry's opinion, it looked better than the original. She eventually settled down with a fantastic auror named Nymphadora 'don't call me that' Tonks. They also had a pair of twins together, a daughter named Alice and son named Thomas. She died at the age of 123 in the arms of her lover, who passed away a week after her due to the soul bond between them, with their children and loved ones by their side. Harry had a massive statue built in her honor at her favorite place in the world, Venice (don't know if that is true or not).
Daphne continued to excel academically at Hogwarts and graduated with one of the highest scores achieved by a student in the history of Hogwarts. She joined her fiancé, Harry Potter in maintaining the empire he erected and was the one whom managed the hospitals that had been erected all around the world. She was also the best healer recorded in history, surpassing Helga Hufflepuff when she worked with her fiancé to create a cure for Lycanthropy using the notes Salazar Slytherin had left behind. The werewolf community treated her like their messiah and she was loved a lot by them. She also took her father's place as the Head of House Greengrass and their seat on the Wizengamot. She was also the longest reigning Minister of Magic for magical Britain, while her husband took the position of Chief Warlock of the ICW.
After the tournament, Fleur worked towards and achieved her dream of becoming a well-known curse breaker. She worked at Gringotts for a few years where she rose to the position of chief curse breaker, despite being human. The goblins were outraged but one word from their King and they fell silent. She quit after getting married to her fiancé, once again Harry Potter. She was a well-known figure in the French Ministry as she was an important figure in the magical world. She became the head of and managed all the restaurant chains as well as clothing stores owned by Potter Industries. She also introduced a new organization of curse breakers in collaboration with Gringotts, where people of all magical races could work, something Potter Industries had been doing since the start as they employed house elves as well. She also worked to improve rights for different magical races, earning her their love and unconditional support.
Fleur, Harry and Daphne tied the knot when Harry and Daphne were 22 and Fleur was 25. It was the most grandiose wedding the world had seen ever or will see for centuries to come. Almost all notable figures of the world showed. The house elves were so happy they got to work so much that Harry was worried they would have an orgasm. Daphne took the mantle as Lady Black-Slytherin, while Fleur took the title of Lady Potter-Gryffindor. The seat of Lady Ravenclaw was soon fulfilled by Harry's firstborn, a daughter he had with Fleur named Victoire Jaime Ravenclaw. She also blessed him with a son named Charles Arcturus Potter, the heir to house Potter and another daughter named Dorea Lillian Gryffindor, the heiress to house Gryffindor.
Daphne and him were blessed with a set of twins, a boy and a girl who they named Raiden Sirius Black and Elizabeth Morgan Slytherin. Life couldn't get any better for the trio.
Fleur and Daphne also bonded with Fawkes as only powerful wizards could bond with a phoenix and hence, he needed both of their energies to bond. They were happy to share him as they found him very well behaved compared to Hedwig.
Harry also gathered all the Deathly Hallows and when he was about to become the Master of Death, he halted the process and declined the offer of the gods. When his wives asked him if he had lost his mind, he simply said he wasn't going to become immortal without the two of them. He would not be able to live without them for an eternity. The girls were touched by this and when they were about to kiss him, all of them were blinded by a golden glow filling the room. The light that had made its presence known out of nowhere split up in 3 parts and each part went inside one of them, making them lose consciousness.
When they woke up the next day, they were surprised to learn that they had become immortal. This was because Harry rejected the hallows if he could not be with them, which was the last test of the gods to test a person's worth. They wanted to see whether he would succumb to his greed or not, which he didn't, thus the gods saw fit to grant him his wish. And so, for the next 200 years, the trio ran the empire they built and united the world and all the races in it, be it magical or non-magical.
Harry's popularity allowed him and Annabeth to do the one thing everyone in the world wished to do. He put George R.R Martin under the Imperius and had him finish the book series, A Song of Ice and Fire so that the last 3 seasons could be reshot with real dragons this time. The showrunners should be glad he didn't strangle them in their sleep or fed them to the dragons. The last season especially was a fucking disappointment.
Harry also took the position of Hogwarts Headmaster, something everyone was happy about as the man-who-conquered shall be the one to lead their kids. When he retired, a massive statue was built in his honor at both Hogwarts and at the Ministry office. He handed over the reins of the empire to his kids when he thought the time was right and left with Daphne and Fleur to live in a secluded area, taking away their familiars and a few house elves with them, away from everyone.
When the trio had been around 225 years old, still looking like they did in their 20's, they began feeling a pull towards the veil of death. It was not a call of doom or anything, it felt like they were going home. Somehow, they had the idea of taking all of their wealth with them, something around 7-8 billion galleons, along with many precious artefacts with them like the heirlooms of the founders. Harry had also successfully created a more potent philosophers stone compared to the Flamel family. He had like 9 of them in his pocket. So, after packing everything up, the trio made their way towards the veil of death, with their familiars in tow. They did not realize it but they were followed by their house elves.
Which brings us to this moment, right here right now.
The trio was standing in some sort of a void. There was darkness everywhere and yet they could see everything. They did not feel disturbed nor did they feel nervous. This place felt like home to them for some reason. And soon the reason became clear to them.
"Hello, master. Welcome, to limbo."
Author's Notes
So yeah, this happened. I have long since wanted to write a Harry Potter story and right now I'm balls deep in GoT fanfictions so I thought of merging the two, since it would make a pretty cool story. There are many Harry Potter in GoT world crossovers and this story will be modeled after a few of them. Some parts may be ripped off but I assure you one thing, it is going to fun.
This chapter is simply the prologue, most of the main events will occur in the next one, starting with Robert's Rebellion. Certain events will be changed along with the years that certain events occur in and age of the characters. It will be fun so make sure to tag along.
See you in the next chapter!