Notes: Tis a pity I can't insert a chapter and have all the review per chapter scoot along. So going to have to do with sticking my story summaries before Harry and Hagrid.
This is the place where I post my fleshed out my plot bunnies to hopefully later choose which one I will expand into a proper story. Three of them however have already started to be expanded. I apologise for any grammatical and syntactical mistakes. I am slowly fixing errors as I find them but many of the older ones have not been proofread at all.
The stories so far (a list that will be updated).
1. Harry and Hagrid - Where Hagrid raises Harry. The Harry that attends Hogwarts is friends with a multitude of 'dark' races and has received a number of gifts from them. This story is told from the POV of many many people but probably not including Harry at all. Different and moderately powerful Harry with gift, surprises and allies.
2. Moonie's Memories - Where Moonie discovered Dumbledore has being rather generous with the use of Obliviates and Compulsion charms. Weasley, Dumbledore bashing. Harry, Hermione and Neville going up against the establishment with the help of many muggleborns and halfbloods. Told in the form of journal entries and letters. First five chapters of this written.
3. Magic Thief - Justin Finch-Fletchley is no ordinary muggleborn wizard. He gained his magic through an accident involving another young wizard. Based of Umbridge's idea of stealing magic and will involve her and her family. Justin will become Harry;s friend, rather powerful and possibly a little dark. Harry will be a moderating influence.
4. The Forgotten Future - Harry manages to send back his powers but only a fragment of his memories to his younger self due to a misunderstanding in how actions effect the future. Revenge fic on Dursley's, Dumbledore, Snape, Voldemort and the Ministry. Powerful & Grey Harry.
5. The Forgotten Future v2 - Same as the previous story but told 1st person.
6, 15. The Six Million Dollar Wizard - A muggle operation to save Harry's spine gives Harry superhuman speed, strength and senses. Starts after the Tri-Wizard ceremony and most characters will be as canon as possible but Harry will become much more like Sirius. Independent, irreverent, playful and not willing to put up with Dumbledore's and the Ministry's games.
7. Aspirant Harry Potter - Harry Potter after the death of his godfather chances upon the book 'Space Marine'. He uses it as a guide to use runes to grant himself some power. Eventually adds in power armor equivalent, other recruits and takes the fight to Voldemort and his Dark Creatures.
8. griffon AT privettower - Harry Potter set in a cyberpunk world. Netrunning, Cybernetics, genetic engineering and space travel. The wizard world still as dated as the books. No longer keen on my original plot ideas (not that they are touched on in this taster) However I still like the idea for the setting.
9. Changes in the Chamber - Harry chats with the Sorting hat after defeating the memory of Tom Riddle and the Basilisk and is put on the path of looking out for himself and his friends. Harry and Ginny train so they won't be so helpless next time. Hermione and Neville soon follow in their footsteps. Allies include Sorting Hat and the Sword of Gryffindor. Opponents include Ron, Dumbledore, Snape, Voldemort and the Ministry. Expect sword fighting and more magical weapons and armor.
10. Ghostly Help - Harry didn't survive his visit to the Hut-on-the-Rock but his story didn't end there. His ghost returns to help Hermione, Neville and Hagrid.
11, 14. Adamantium Harry - Not exactly a crossover. The US Weapon-X spawns a similar project in the UK. They look for a suitable candidate through the school immunisation program. They find Harry.
12, 16, 17. Just a Boy - What if Harry never received the credit for Voldemort's defeat but everything else started the same way. How would his school years progress.
13. The British Taipan Returns Home - Harry returns to Britain to do a job that the wizarding world refuses to do and the muggle world can't. He's still a wizard but that's not his preferred method of dealing with dark lords or dictators anymore.
18 & 19. Within a Cupboard - Harry retreats into a world based on books he's read. A little piece that I almost didn't post but got a surprising amount of positive comments for the amount of readers that have got this far. Better edited since first posted and now with second part.
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Harry and Hagrid
Author Notes: A little bit of an exercise if alternative storytelling for me. To be told in snippets from other people pov. Hagrid is not a fan of the muggle world and it doesn't take much to convince him that the son of two of the loveliest people he knew doesn't deserve to be with the worst kind of muggles. Of course being raised by Hagrid as he travels the continent is likely to have a profound effect on a small boy. Posting everything written so far.
Chapter 1
Hagrid parked the bike behind the Three Broomsticks loudly blew his nose and entered the pub. It was noisy, filled with excited people cheering each other. Hagrid walked to the bar paying no attention to the people he scattered on the way.
Rosmerta handed him a large mug as she took in his red eyes, "What's wrong Hagrid? You-know-who is dead, the dark times are finally over."
Hagrid sobbed, "but Lily an' James are dead and poor little Harry all alone"
Rosmerta's eyebrows rose, "What happened?"
Hagrid shook his head as he gulped down half his mulled mead.
Rosmerta poured him another four pint mug full. "Something to do with why Professor McGonagall's over there doing the same as you?" She indicated the one quiet table in the corner.
Hagrid glanced over and nodded. He downed the rest of his first drink grabbed the second and pushed through the crowd to the far table. He dropped heavily to the bench which creaked loudly but held. Rosmerta was good with her strengthening charms.
McGonagall poured herself another measure of single malt and blinked up at Hagrid, "Worst sort of muggles they are. What is he thinking?"
Hagrid put down his mug, "Who yeh talkin' 'bout? Who thinkin'?"
McGonagall paused, Dumbledore didn't approve of her opinion but... she knocked back the shot, "Those muggles we left young Harry with. Couldn't find people less like us. They won't treat him right. Dumbledore seems to think he'll be safe there and leaving him with just a letter, irresponsible!"
Hagrid rubbed at one eye with his massive fist before drowning his second mug in one massive gulp before standing up, "Dat won' do. He needs lookin' afta an' if they won' then... I'll tell Dumbledore.."
McGonagall watched through teary eyes as Hagrid strode out of the pub sending three patrons to the floor. She poured another shot and raised it a quiet toast, "You tell him Hagrid, you tell the great Albus and I hope he listens to you at least."
Outside there was a massive roar as the motorcycle burst back into life and McGonagall poured herself another as the sound faded into the night.
A few hours later, a long way south and for the second time that night Privet drive was visited by the massive motorcycle. Windows shook and doors rattled as Hagrid pulled up outside number four and leaving it bike idling gathered up the precious bundle. "Hello Harry, Lily an' James wouldn' wanted yeh living with these muggles. If Dumbledore too busy ta look after ya I'll just have to do it."
As the motorcycle left a couple inside a house stirred uneasily in their sleep not knowing how close they had just come to having their perfectly normal existence disturbed.
-H&H-
Albus Dumbledore signed the notification of staffing changes with a flourish. He smiled satisfied that finally Hagrid was returning to Hogwarts. It had been ten long years with the big friendly man and Albus had missed his antics. He had been surprised that Hagrid had taken the deaths of James and Lily so badly but obviously knowing that their son would be starting school here come September had brought Hagrid back.
After posting the offer of employment to Hagrid and the new staff list to the ministry he folded up the letter from the big man. He placed it with the small pile of letters that he had received from him since he had gone traveling. Albus chuckled as he thought about all the strange places and creatures Hagrid talked about in those letters. He must have had fun but hopefully his wanderlust was at an end. Hagrid did make quite a good groundsman. Much better than the series of replacements that they had been making do with.
"Come in Minerva"
Minerva McGonagall entered and sat stiffly in a chair she transfigured to suit.
"Albus."
"Have all the acceptance letters come back?"
Minerva nodded, "Indeed. Including one from Mr. Potter."
Albus's eyes twinkled, "Excellent. Now I expect that his uncle and aunt have only provided the most basic knowledge of our world so he'll need a friendly introduction. I suggest we send Hagrid as he's elected to rejoin us for next year."
Minerva raised her eyebrows, "Indeed?" she paused to consider her next words, "There is no denying his heart is in the right place I think it would be more appropriate off myself of Filius to help Mr Potter with his purchases and preparations as we do with the muggle-borns. Hagrid is not the most..."
Albus smiled a little condescendingly, "I understand your concern but you needn't worry. I have the utmost faith in Hagrid. I'll leave it with you to arrange it with them."
Minerva nodded stiffly and then left. She waited till she was well past the gargoyle before she allowed just the faintest hint of a smile grace her stern features.
-H&H-
Neville blinked and looked down at his empty hands. He gulped and glanced up at the towering lady beside him. She was currently directing her dissproving stare down the platform at a small group of older boys.
Neville tried up be discrete as he started searching first his bag then the nearby platform for Trevor. A hand clamped down on his shoulder and dragged him upright twisting him around so he was staring up at cool questioning eyes.
He gulped again knowing there was no point lying, "Gran, I've lost my toad again."
His grandmother sighed, "Oh Neville."
A small voice behind him spoke, "he's a Schneider. They like to explore but give them a scratch here."
Neville turned around and found a tangle of black hair in front of him. It's was a short boy holding Trevor. He opened his mouth to speak but suddenly found his wrist grabbed in a shockingly firm grip and tugged closed to Trevor.
"Under this ridge. " The boy directed Neville's hand till he found it scratching Trevor. "Scratch here a few times and he'll settle down for the day. Calms them and let's them know you'll be looking out for him. He's a nice toad. What's his name?"
Neville was a little confused but he had been taught to be polite so he answered immediately anyhow, "Trevor."
The boy smiled and nodded and addressed the toad, "Nice to meet you Trevor. I'm going to give you back to your friend now." After returning Trevor he looked up at Neville and gave massive smile, "Bye now!"
Neville stared after the boy as he literally skipped off.
His Gran made a little noise of disapproval, a noise that Neville was very familiar with but that time she wasn't looking at him, "Terrible hair, looks like its never been brushed or cut properly. Form his height I'd say he's seven or eight. Be careful if you see him again Neville. From those scars I'd say he's either gets into a lot of fights or is careless and you certainly don't need any assistance on that front."
Neville looked up and nodded. He was a bit disappointed but not surprised. His Gran always made sure he didn't get too close to anything dangerous. '...or interesting' he whispered deep in his mind.
As his gran quickly checked over his bag he gave Trevor another scratch under that ridge and was rewarded by Trevor snuggling into his hands. He glanced down the platform to see the small boy holding a massive spider up to his face and seemingly tickling it under its chin to gasps and giggles from those nearby.
"Okay Neville, on to the train with you and ill expect an owl from you tomorrow, let me know if you have forgotten anything at home. Make sure you use clean you teeth and wash your face." His grandmother lifted his trunk and slid it onto the train. "Just drag it to a compartment and ask someone bigger than you to lift it up."
As he waved to his Gran Neville spotted the small boy holding an owl and seemingly scolding a much older boy who was standing next to an open owl cage. The older boy's head was bowed as if he embarrassed and he just nodded as the owl took off and flew away.
Neville was surprised when the boy then waved to the older boy, grabbed a trunk nearly as big as himself and hopped on the train. Surely he was too young he though as he awkwardly held Trevor in one hand and dragged his heavy trunk along the train.
-H&H-
Marcus strode down the corridor of the train roughly pushing younger students out of the way. He sneered at a fellow Slytherin Prefect as he slid into a compartment holding his friends.
He pulled out a wooden box before heaving his trunk up to the luggage rack.
"What you got there Flint?"
Marcus grinned, "you'll like this. Vicious and deadly poisonous." He opened the lid to reveal a hissing orange and blue striped snake.
His friends carefully leant forward to peer at the snake. "How you going to get that in?"
Marcus grinned, "I'm a prefect. I'm on duty to help search the luggage it won't be a problem."
He paused noticing his friends go pale. Looking down he discovered the snake was no longer in the box. He froze and slowly looked up to see that his friends had their eyes fixed on a spot beside and slightly behind him. He turned carefully to find a small face level with his own.
"She's not happy. You don't feed her enough and she prefers baby mice. Give her some fire rocks, a small pond of gillywater, stop shaking her box and she'll let you pick her up."
Marcus gaze dropped to see the most deadly snake and mean snake he could find curled around the tiny boys wrist rubbing it's head up against the boys thumb. He couldn't think of anything to say.
His eyes travelled up to the bright green eyes of the boy. He was so short that their eyes were level whilst Marcus was sitting on the low bench. The boys black hair was a disaster of tangles and knots. It had the appearance that it had been hacked so that it didn't fall below the boys shoulders.
The boy smiled and held out the snake, Marcus tried to scoot backwards but found himself already against the back of the seat. He held up the box and the little boy gently placed the snake down and giving a small wave walked out of the compartment.
Marcus shared astonished glances with his friends and then very carefully closed the box and latched it shut.
-H&H-
Ron found his brothers sitting with a bunch of their friends. "Fred, George. Do you know there Harry Potter is? I heard that he'd been seen."
One of the twins, Ron couldn't tell them apart either, grinned. "Oh I know where he is but I wouldn't suggest you go there little Ronnikins wouldn't you agree brother of mine?"
The other twin matched grins, "definitely not. Why little Ron would be blown away like a leaf in a tornado."
Lee, one of the twins friends asked. "But Harry's smaller than Ron."
Fred shrugged with a smile, "Yep, no idea how he's doing it but he's just sitting up there calm as can be with the wind rushing past."
"Was amazing. Me and Fred could barely hang on and he's up there chatting away about how he likes the fresh air."
Ron was watching them feeling rather confused, "Fresh air? Up where?"
George smile widened, "He's sitting on the roof."
Ron looked out the window at the trees madly rushing past the speeding train, "No way. You just trying to prank me. Well it's not happening. If you won't tell me I'll just keep looking."
The twins and their friends were laughing as Ron stomped out of the compartment.
He tried again many times before the end of the trip but though a number of people had met him no one could tell him where he was. The only good thing as far as Ron was concerned was that the git, Draco Malfoy hadn't been able to find him either.
Leaving the train Ron heard a bellowing voice calling out "First years! First years over here!"
Ron found himself walking towards a giant of a man. Twice as tall as himself and Ron prided himself on being tall for his age.
The man was wearing a massive long furred trenchcoat over what looked like patched animal skin pants and jerkin. He had a massive beard and thick black hair but was smiling broadly.
"Hi Hagrid" A small voice came from above Ron and he looked up to see a small messy black haired boy standing on the roof of the train waving merrily at the giant.
As the giant plucked the boy off the train and placed him on the ground he spoke, "Harry! How was the train ride?"
"Good. Had a real nice view from up top made a bunch of new friends too."
Ron's face drooped at that news. He had hoped to be Harry's first friend at school. Still, he thought to himself, I can become friends with him on the boat ride to the castle his mum had told him about.
-H&H-
Professor McGonagall straightened her robes and looked out the window overlooking the lake. The window small and not very high up but her eyes easily spotted the small lanterns as they came closer.
Her keen ears picked up what sounded like screaming and cheering. The screaming wasn't all that unusual. Occasionally the giant squid would come up to say hi and some of the more nervous of the first years would get rather a shock. McGonagall was less sure about the cheering.
She concentrated and the small boats became a lot clearer against the dark water of the lake. She knew that if someone was nearby they sight of her eyes right now would startle them. Few people had as much control of their animagus as she did, but then again there weren't that many who could claim multiple masteries in transfiguration.
She nodded to herself as she saw the giant squid swimming alongside the boats. That seemed to account for the screaming but the cheering she still wasn't sure about. Then she saw the squid flick something high into the air. When she realised what it was she gasped. It was a child. Frozen for a moment she had barely considered bursting into a run when she made out the sound of clapping. The child had flipped through the air twice and then made a perfect dive into the lake. With both hands over her mouth she watched as the boy reemerged standing on one of the giant squid's tentacles.
She wondered if she was seeing things as it seemed as if the squid had brought the child close to it's head to listen to what was being said. She continued to watch until they finally moved out of view and starting she realised she'd have to rush to get to the doors before Hagrid.
As she raced down, hoping that no one else was anywhere nearby, she couldn't get the picture of the little child flying through the air and executing a perfect dive into the lake.
After opening the door and leading the first years into the entrance hall she carefully looked over the children but not one was wet. However she did note with interest that there seemed to be rather a gathering around a very short messy haired boy. She pursed her lips as she noted that messy was an understatement. The boys hair was a disaster. She wondered if it had ever been combed or properly trimmed.
As she made her normal introduction speech and reached the part about smartening yourselves up her eyes fell on the small boy. He just smiled happily up at her with brilliant green eyes and her eyes suddenly snapped over to Hagrid who grinned at her.
She quickly finished the speech and as she walked away thought to herself. So that is Harry Potter. Hagrid's influence could partly explain how he came to be playing with the squid though someone else must have taught him to swim. Hagrid's flailing could hardly be deemed swimming. However the biggest question in her mind was why was he so short.