Angel's Light

Chapter 8

AN: Hello all and welcome back. Firstly thanks to everyone who reviewed, and joined the alert and favorite lists. Happy Holidays as well, late but I was having trouble uploading over the last couple days. This chapter is the one I have been waiting for so it took a couple of drafts to get it right. Now with that being said I have a few things to get off my chest. I have had several people tell me I am doing too much, or that I don't know what I'm doing or I can't do what I'm doing or whatever. I'll say this now and hope it sticks. I am new to writing in the Harry Potter sandbox, but I am NOT new to writing, I am damn sure NOT new to crossovers. This is what I do, don't believe go check the catalog. But I'm sick of people who don't write stories with chapters over a thousand words or worse just don't write at all trying to tell me what can and can't be done.

Now here it is for the last time. This is a mass crossover with Harry Potter as the main character, with elements from Charmed, the MCU, Smallville, and DC all rolled into one. There will be mentions of other things from other franchises because they fit into the world of Harry Potter and have been mentioned Vampires, werewolves to name a few. That said here is the new chapter.

Start Now:

Diagon Alley was a bustling hive of activity. While this was true for most days the activity had noticeably increased for as it was now August and despite this being only the 4th the school crowds had started to arrive. For Britain's Wizarding shopping district it was the busiest time of the year as the population's children did their school shopping. While it was a busy time every year this particular year would see a massive increase of customers for many of the shops of the Alley. Thankfully the shops had been given plenty of forewarning as the number of students attending Hogwarts had grown tremendously as both the Daily Prophet and the Quibbler had run stories concerning the merger of Hogwarts and another school and what the changes would mean earlier during the summer.

Unknowing of this however Harry Potter looked around the crowded streets taking in the sights. He had actually just come out of a meeting with his accounts manager in Gringotts. The charity foundation he had set up was now up and running and the first recipients had already been chosen and letters sent out. Professor Flitwick had accepted his offer to be the one who had final selections on the students who would be receiving the scholarships. Remus of course as his family steward would be keeping tabs on the fund as well to make sure no one got any ideas on trying to abscond with the money.

Today's visit however hadn't been all about the fund. He'd dropped off the new employment contracts with the goblins for the Daily Prophet and its subsidiaries. That had been slow going however it had gotten done especially after Sirius had purchased some additiona stock in the company bringing his share up to fifteen percent which means the two of them now held controlling interest in the company with fifty one percent. The House of Potter held majority ownership as initially the paper had been co-owned however when the House of Marsh was destroyed during the last war those shares went to the House of Potter due to the contract.

Over the summer several changes had occurred which had started with a meeting that had been called by Sirius with Remus as his aide. There Sirius had laid down the new rules of what would be happening going forward. They now operated under a new code of ethics that they had adopted from the Society of Professional Journalist that his aunt Phoebe had introduced them to when she heard them speak on the subject of the paper. As she worked as a columnist for The Bay Mirror she was very familiar with the code and had helped to sell them on its merits.

Once that was done all that had been left was implementation which the rest of the board had been all for once they had been informed of what Harry's goal for the paper was. Unfortunately however the editor of the Prophet, Barnabas Cuffe had refused to accept it and had been made an example of when Sirius fired him in front of the entire office. Sirius had then surprised them all when he hired first generation witch Mary Cattermole as his replacement. According to Sirius she had been close to quitting having been somewhat marginalized until Sirius had surprised the office by giving her the top job.

There was also the business concerning the Boy-Who-Lived series of books. Because they weren't illegally made he had been advised that he couldn't actually sue the writer. Because of this he'd sat for an interview earlier in the week with Luna's father Xenophilius Lovegood during the course of which he discredited the book calling them out as a work of fiction and not of truth. Having read the books himself over the summer he didn't outright shun them knowing of the lessons they taught but had stressed that they were fiction and people shouldn't judge him based on them.

"There you are."

The voice that spoke had him looking behind him to see his godmother Alice Longbottom as she stepped up beside him. He had spent the last week at Longbottom Hall so that he could once again get used to the time difference. Well that and the fact that both Sirius and Remus had been extremely busy for the last few days.

"Sorry, I just needed to step out for a bit of air." Said Harry, something she understood.

For all that could be said about Gringotts one of the biggest silent complaints was the lack of air that circulated through the building. A few minutes later they were joined by Frank and Neville before making their way back towards the Leaky Cauldron. Once there they were directed towards one of the larger tables in the back where they found his aunts already seated along with the Grangers, Zatanna and her father Giovanni. They had barely gotten out there greetings and taken seats when Luna came skipping up to the table before taking a seat between Harry and Neville. Over the time that they had spent in Florida she had begun to look at Harry as an older brother figure, something which he returned. While Neville did not hold the same kind of relationship with her the other boy was still quite protective of the young blonde.

"So no Weasley's today?" questioned Neville.

"They're still in Egypt, not scheduled to be back for a couple of days." Said Harry

"Did Ron tell you what classes he was taking?" questioned Hermione.

"Right, the easy ones." Said the bushy haired girl with a sigh at the look from the Potter heir.

Aside from the core classes that were considered mandatory they had been offered a whole slew of electives they could take. Harry himself had elected to take Ancient Runes, Care of Magical Creatures, and Study of the Mystic Arts. He knew that Hermione and Zatana had selected all of those as well as Arithmacy.

"There won't be any easy classes anymore." Stated Luna causing all of them to look her way.

Seeing the looks she reached into her bag pulling out a stack of magazines before passing one to each of them. Accepting the magazine from her Harry found the form of Professor McGonagall gracing the cover.

Hogwarts: A New Headmistress and a New Path by Selena Miller

He had to admit his old head of house looked good sitting behind the desk of the Headmaster, and he could see that the room had been redecorated, even if all he was seeing was a picture

For the first time in its thousand year history Hogwarts will be opening its doors to students who do not live in the British Isles. For many including myself Hogwarts will always be considered a home away from home and speaking with the new Headmistress she outlined a few of the changes that would be occurring with the school and the reasoning behind them. According to the former Transfiguration professor it was recently discovered that Hogwarts was not the number one school in the world as she had been led to believe but had fallen to the tenth. Further research revealed that since the 70's and the troubles of the dark days of the Wizarding War the school had been hit by a steady decline with the ICW eventually falling and holding its current place in the rankings.

'Needless to say my pride had been struck." Said McGonagall regarding that revelation.

The news however instead of disheartening her seemed to have lit a fire under our new Headmistress. Over the summer the school merged with another school that had been forced to close due to an attack that caused a lack of staffing known as Magic School. According to the professor this school actually predates Hogwarts by several thousand years and had been run by beings known as Whitelighters. Whatever the case however the merger came with a major boost in the wards of the school and a massive increase in students. Because of this it can be said that for the first time in perhaps a few hundred years Hogwarts may reach numbers into the hundreds for attending students.

Because of the increased number of students several staffing changes were made. Going forward each subject will now have a number of different teachers, one will teach first and second years, another third, fourth and fifth and a final teacher for sixth and seventh year students. The change however is not just in the traditional core classes but there are now several new courses that the school will be offering. Muggle Studies for instance is no longer an elective class or even a class but an entire branch of classes that include math and languages, along with local and world history to name a few and all are considered required core classes.

When questioned on this change the new Headmistress informed me that the reason is two-fold, first the old model of the course was several hundred years out of date and as such anyone who took the course and attempted to interact in the muggle world was at risk of breaking the Statute of Secrecy. The second reason however she revealed was that not only were these required courses in the top five ICW schools the world over but that this would help the students later on in life.

Many of the students are heirs to powerful families, some will one day sit upon the Wizengamont, others will inherit top positions in family companies, others will go to the Ministry. Whatever the case she has informed me that these new courses will go a long way to ensuring the students are prepared for whatever role they chose after leaving Hogwarts.

At the same time she has revived old courses such as the introduction to the Wizarding World course, which will also be mandatory for all muggleborn witches and wizards so that they could learn of our traditions and the purpose behind many of the things they see and question on regular basis. She revealed that many of the students that are muggleborn or muggle raised come into our world without the slightest clue of how things are done or why and usually are very offensive without even meaning to be so. This course is one she feels will help to mitigate that now that they are aware of the issue.

Also new will be what she called physical education. Apparently she recently received a book from one of her former Gryffindor charges the Boy-Who-Lived himself that explained the relationship between magic and physical bodies. She wouldn't go into specifics however she revealed with permission that Heir Potter had been admitted to a private clinic over the summer to help recover over a number of badly healed injuries he'd received prior to returning to the Wizarding World. Heir Potter after a successful surgery underwent physical therapy during which course he learned this information and promptly sent it back to her. The gist of the information however is that the healthier and more fit a person's body is the better for their magic.

Of course with all of these new courses many of them being mandatory the question soon becomes how exactly are the students supposed to attend all of these classes in a reasonable time frame. The answer to that question however was astonishing, Time Magic. As many may know the study of time magic was one that was banned by the Ministry nearly one hundred years ago. However the Headmistress revealed that while this may be the case here in other countries the magic was studied in depth and a way to safely utilize this form of magic was discovered by a witch named Constance Granger some seventy-five years ago. By use of a runic array a localized area can be placed in a time bubble for a set number of days depending on the magic it draws from.

What this array does is cause what Madam Granger called Time Compression. This means that within the marked field of magic several days can pass for every single day outside of it. Also inside of this array the body will not age outside of its regular rate. The need of the array however is because of the knowledge that many of the children were years behind for their age to where they would be in the muggle world. However another need for the array was revealed when the Headmistress admitted that they were also behind in their magical studies. Apparently a previous Headmaster that she refused to even speak the name of put an action in place that lowered the level of learning at Hogwarts as he had discovered that pure-blood children were finding it hard to keep up or were even less powerful than muggleborn and half-blood children.

According to Headmistress McGonagall wandless magic is not only possible but part of the ICW O.W.L & N.E.W.T examinations. She stated that while a wand is a valuable tool its true value lie in precision work however by learning only wanded magic it was like never getting off of a training broom. This was just one of the many reasons that from what she had experienced over the summer the other countries see Magical Britain not as a leader but as rather backwards. According to the new Headmistress her goal is simple, teach the students to be the best that they are capable of being, to stamp out negative character traits such as laziness and the acceptance of mediocrity and to reclaim Hogwarts place as one of the top schools in the world.

Another change that is coming with the merger however is with the sister school. Magic School will soon reopen its doors however it will now act as a day care accepting younger children who have parents who both work and will start instructing students from the ages of six to eleven in the purely academic muggle subjects among other subjects such as etiquette. At age eleven students will be automatically transferred to Hogwarts until they graduate. However here is the biggest change as after graduation students if they chose can then attend Magic School where they can study for the mastery of their choice. During the course of study for mastery however these older students may even become the aids for Hogwarts professors.

According to the new Headmistress who to me will always be a professor first and foremost by the time these students fully finish their education to include their masteries they will then be in their early twenties and hopefully fully prepared to take up whatever role they wish in life.

Setting down the article after he finished reading Harry chuckled as he could see Hermione nearly vibrating in place. Looking around he could see many others around the place absorbed in the magazine, apparently the Quibbler had blossomed over the summer to become an accepted publication, of course what he didn't realize was that mostly had to do with the article they'd released about the combined birthday celebration that had been held for himself and Neville. Nor did he know that the magazine had been releasing more and more articles that made the publication hard to ignore over the summer.

The conversation soon picked up once everyone finished reading and with everyone wondering about all of the courses now being offered. Hermione herself was particularly giddy as she had written McGonagall with a number of suggestions over the summer. Eventually breakfast was served and while it wasn't as good as what he'd gotten used to over the summer it was still enjoyable. The first stop after breakfast was of course Madam Malkin's which took a bit of time as each of them had to be fitted for their robes. Thankfully the measurements didn't take that long to do and the entire group was done and out of the shop within an hour.

The robes had undergone a bit of a redesign, at least he was guessing everyone third year and up had. The new robes he'd gotten while still majority black it now sported the Gryffindor crest on the upper left over the chest. The interior however was now scarlet red the only part of which could be seen were from inside the sleeves which as usual were quite large, the collar, and the interior of the newly gained hood. Also included were several pairs of trousers, buttoned white shirts, the house tie now with slimmer stripes of which three were given, a number of different sweaters.

They were given two classic pullover sweaters, two more pullovers which were sleeveless with a V-neck, and four cardigan sweaters, two of which were sleeveless. All of the sweaters were black witch the house crest stitched into the left chest area however the cardigans had trimmings with the house color which for Gryffindor was scarlet red. They also received two blazers which following the theme were solid black with the exception of the house crest. After seeing the blazer however he had requested a pair of vest be made to match them that could be worn either under the blazer or without it. Once Madam Malkin understood what he wanted she told him it would take a few days to have them made though it would cost extra as they were custom orders and not part of the recognized school package. Considering he was fine with that the extra cost was simply tacked on to his purchase.

Unfortunately as the guys and girls fittings were separated he and Neville had gone through the entire process basically by themselves and Harry now was really interested in what the girls uniforms looked like. Just judging by the way everything in his package had been presented and cut he could tell that it had been students that had come up with the idea for the new uniform. Whatever the case he ignored that interest and after the girls were done they made their way to the next stop which was Amanuensis Quills to stock up on writing utensils, the store being right next to Madam Malkin's was a logical next stop.

Following that was Florish and Blotts where they of course picked up their books for the year. For Defense Against the Dark Arts was the Essential Defense Against the Dark Arts by Arsenius Jigger, Transfiguration had Intermediate Transfiguration by Emeric Switch, Charms had the Standard Book of Spells Grade 3 by Miranda Goshawk, Care of Magical Creatures they had the Monster Book of Monsters by Edwardus Lima, the book he'd already skimmed through since Hagrid had gifted him one for his birthday. Seeing the trouble the manager had with those books however he informed him of the trick to dealing with that particular tome something which the man was very grateful for.

Potions had Intermediate Potions by Priscilla Baxter which nagged at him for some reason. For History of Magic he'd received a copy of Through the Ages: A History of Magic by someone named simply Gideon, while there was no book for Herbology as they would still be using One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi. For Ancient Runes they were given two books, the Rune Dictionary and Ancient Runes Made Easy by Laurenzoo. Once all of the magical text were collected Harry had even more books applied to his pile, the number of which actually dwarfed that of the magical books. Eventually all items were purchased, bagged and collected by Dobby, he wasn't even going to bother trying to lug it all around, and apparently neither was anyone else.

Following this stop they moved on to Slug and Jiggers Apothecary to stock up their potion supplies then to the Magical Menagerie a pet shop where Hermione got herself a little fluff ball half-kneazle named Crookshanks. While the owner remarked that the cat didn't really like anyone he and Hermione had almost immediately bonded which led to the young witch getting a discount for the purchase. The next stop was actually Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor as the group felt they deserved a bit of a snack. While there they came across Daphne, Tracey, Susan and Hannah and after a bit of time catching up and enjoying their treats they split up with the girls going to Madam Primpernelle's while Harry and Neville went another way. While the girls busy Harry and Neville accompanied by Frank and Giovanni soon found themselves inside of Quality Quiddich Supplies where Harry got a new pair of gloves along with some chest armor to wear under his Quiddich uniform.

From there they headed to a trunk shop where both purchased new school trunks. Unlike the basics they used before these had multiple compartments which could definitely come in handy. Leaving the trunk shop they came out to find the girls just exiting Obscurus Books. With the shopping done with however it wasn't long before the large group soon broke apart each going their separate ways. Susan and Hannah were the first to depart heading towards the Ministry where they would be meeting Susan's aunt and Hannah's dad for an early lunch, Tracey and Daphne however took the floo to Daphne's from the Leaky Cauldron. Luna joined Hermione and her parents venturing out to the Languid side as she would be going to visit Hermione's for the day. Finally Neville and his parents left after a round of hugs each taking the floo to Longbottom Hall. Left with only his aunts the four walked back into the alley behind the Leaky, just in front of the wall that hid Diagon Alley and joined hands before all four vanished in a flurry of orbs.


The Wizengamot is wizarding Britain's high court of law and parliament. It predates the Ministry of Magic itself, dating back to the days of the medieval Wizards' Council the Wizengamot was the true seat of power for Magical Britain. Unlike the Ministry in which anyone could theoretically join the Wizengamont was not nearly as inclusive as its membership was only granted a few ways. The first and most often used way was for one to inherit their seat and position, the second was for an empty seat to be gifted due to a vote in the case of line extinction or the loss of a seat. The third and final way to gain membership to this elite group of individuals is to earn the right to sit within the body by one's own actions, this was usually of course only the case for Order of Merlin awardees and even then only if that award was of second class or higher and rarer first class.

For years the Wizengamot had been divided into three sections Light, Dark and Neutral. No one knows when it happened however the fact remained that those were the three recognized sides from which to choose from. Sirius Black had inherited his seat as had many within the room. His seat however was special as the House of Black had sat on the Wizard's Council and many other bodies before that. As such it surprised no one when Sirius Black entered the room and took active control of his seat now that he was a free man. Nor was anyone surprised that he rejected the dark, the surprise however came from his rather neutral stance.

The man himself however over the course of the morning had been bored nearly to tears. He had thought himself prepared for this particular situation only to realize to late just how utterly boring the meeting truly was.

'Honestly, how can anyone drone on for forty-five minutes about cauldron bottoms?' wondered the man valiantly fighting the urge to yawn.

In truth the only reason he had even shown up himself today had been due to the creature law that had been on the books. Once the motion was defeated he had felt a desire to leave but knew he couldn't. Instead he had taken a look around and couldn't help but hold back his snort. It seemed that his dear cousin Narcissa was right and even if Albus had left the body he'd left in a way that would ensure he'd still be in control. The new Chief Warlock turned out to be Elphias Doge who he knew was a member of the old Order of the Phoenix, who he knew like Alastor 'Mad Eye' Moody was one of Dumbledore's oldest friends and staunchest of supporters. The fact that the new Minister was actually a nobody also went with his cousin's prediction, so if she was right then the man was still in control of the Wizengamot without having to deal with the hassle of the work.

Still this could be worked around after all without the old man himself around it wouldn't be hard to maneuver around whatever plots they came up with. The trouble he was having however came from trying to identify who had stepped up to fill Lucius's role as leader of the Dark. As the Malfoy family didn't actually hold that much pull he had been using the Black seat as a way to make a statement. According to Narcissa it would probably be Nott as he was the only one with the brains to run the show.

His mind however wasn't really truly concerned with that. He honestly couldn't care less if Nott was in charge or any of them really. The fact was that if he felt any of them posed a threat to Harry he wouldn't hesitate to kill them. His mind however was on the letter Harry had received on his birthday, it was a letter that had invoked many feelings within him not the least of which had been an incandescent rage but also a feeling of hopefulness. Normally such a thing would have roused the Grim within him however it had been the crests that had marked the letter as signatures that had stayed his rage and given him hope. Raised as he was as a member of a Most Ancient and Most Noble family he was raised with the knowledge of the old Gods and he'd recognized one of the crests as the valknut, the symbol of Odin.

"Does anyone have any new business they wish to discuss?" questioned Doge bringing his attention back to the present and seeing no one ready to do so Sirius raised his wand catching the rooms attention.

Seeing the wand in the air the new Chief Warlock gave an inaudible sigh, apparently no one had bothered to inform the new Lord Black that the question was merely a formality this late in the meeting; still he invited him to speak.

"There are three things I feel need to be discussed. I have been away for a long time and I may still be playing catch up but I feel these points are important and to ignore them any further would do our society more harm than good in the long run." Started the man bringing everyone's attention to him.

"My first point is to the DMLE. As a former hit wizard I hold a fondness and loyalty to the office. As such I must bring up the rather sorry state of the department. Over the years a number of budget cuts have hit the office as a whole. This is a tragedy as the DMLE is our only line of defense against those who wish us harm. Looking at the roster I discovered that its full roster is less than half of what it was when I had my badge, and that is just the Auror office. While an argument could be made that they don't get as many applicants as they use to they couldn't afford them if they did. As such I'm proposing a budget increase for the DMLE."

As he finished many of those in attendance found themselves surprised at some of the things he said and decided to look into the matter themselves. Madam Bones quickly supported the man feeling that now was a time when she could finally get some help from the Wizengamot.

"He's correct the budget we have is nowhere near sufficient enough. As it is we can't afford a number of the necessary supplies just to perform our daily jobs. Then there is the fact that we can't even afford to keep healers on staff anymore and our potions supply is laughable. To make matters worse we're supposed to be hosting the Quiddich World Cup next summer and I can tell you now we don't have anywhere near the man power to cover such an event. As such if something were to happen no one could expect any help as the entire department would be held up protecting the VIP's."

At that Sirius had to withhold the smirk that wanted to emerge on his face. If there was one way to get a bunch of wizards to loosen the purse strings it was to hit them with Quiddich. He knew many of the people in the room had families to look after children, grandchildren even great grandchildren not to mention the other assorted relatives. Learning that the department in charge of protecting them wasn't equipped to do so would have them looking desperately into the situation as he could see just looking at some of the now pale faces.

"I motion we put a team together to look into this and come up with a solution to this problem." Said Madam Longbottom starting a succession of agreements.

"Very well, we will have a team of ten look into it. Do we have any volunteers?" questioned the Chief Warlock.

In very short order there was a team in place that would be led by Lord Williams who was apparently an auditor before he'd taken over his family's interest.

"Lord Black what would be your next order of business?" questioned Doge hoping it was nothing as drastic as the last measure.

"I think it is no secret that we as a people are getting weaker. In his prime my grandfather was much more powerful than I am, more knowledgeable as well. I would not be surprised to learn this is the case in every family that is part of Wizarding Britain. For a while a lot of the blame for this was being passed onto those not born of known magical families. However in the rest of the world it has become a well-known fact that all those who can use our particular brand of magic descend from those who could.

While I don't know the reason behind the decline in power what I do know is that a lot of things that use to be practiced here have become labeled as Dark, if not outright evil in the last several decades. The covens and conclaves are all gone, ritual magic is hardly practiced, and so many others have been nearly forgotten. What I propose is a review of those magic's that have been listed as Dark and forbidden to see what it is that we can salvage. The trend is disturbing and I would hope we can salvage what we can to pass on to our children."

The response to this was unanimous and while they wouldn't agree on everything everyone could agree that there were restrictions in places that just didn't make sense. Sirius had immediate backing for this proposal and there were volunteers from every facet of the Wizengamot to get onto this team. In the end the team was put together swiftly and was to be led by Madam Longbottom. Finally Sirius was called on to bring forth his last order of business.

"As I mentioned earlier the rest of the world recognizes nearly all witches and wizards descend from witches and wizards. Europe is the only place that has not accepted this. I believe it is now time for us to determine that for ourselves. It was after all recently discovered that the late Lady Potter descended from an American family of witches. I would like the Ministry to provide an international inheritance test to each and every muggleborn that enters our world.

"Why?" came the demand of who he recognized as Edward Parkinson, another of those 'Imperiused' death eaters.

"House McMillion is gone, as are the houses of Bailey, Denman, Gladstone, Godfrey, and Burke just to name a few. All of them lost in the last war, that's not to mention all of those lost during the trouble with Grindelwald. However let's not forget that squibs are an old issue, there is nothing saying the children of squibs can't awaken their magic." Explained Sirius.

"Your argument has merit. Besides I'd like to see just how many of the so called muggleborn are actually descended from magical families. I motion the Ministry begins the practice." Said Lord Vance, a man he recognized easily considering that he used to sleep with his daughter.

"I second the motion." Called Lord Greengrass.

The next wand to raise was that of Madam Booth who motioned it was put to a vote, with a second soon given. Soon enough the vote was done and though it was a near thing the Ministry would now be footing the bill for the inheritance test going forward. Sitting back in his seat Sirius allowed himself a moment to relax. He absently noticed that more than a few people were giving him looks but he chose to ignore it, he would have to run the meeting by Cissy later and think about next steps. For now however he felt he was off to a good start.


Asgard, the Realm Eternal was not a place of shifting weather. In fact it would be fair to say that normally it was a place of what one would call perfect weather with perpetual sunshine in most regions and never too hot nor too cold. Today however normal was not in the cards. The sun usually rather easily seen had been hidden by a thicket of clouds while the wind howled its fury and lightning littered the skies in mass while bolts fell all around miraculously not striking the land itself but the empty spaces surrounding it for the most part. It was the thunder that did the most damage hitting with force enough to cause shockwaves that spoke of the storms rage. Throughout all of it a figure could just barely be seen high in the sky suspended unaided and with a glow of golden energy enshrouding them like a flame.

From below only a single figure remained outside keeping a silent vigil and watched it all. That figure stood garbed in armor that was silver with accents in dark red. Under her armor she wore a red leather dress that continued down her torso ending in a multi-paneled mini skirt. Over her dress she wore silver armor plates that ended right above her cleavage while her neck was covered in some type of sheer material. She wore black pants under her dress and brown knee high boots decorated with silver metal which matched her armor. This woman was none other than the Lady Sif, the Asgardian Goddess of War.

She had been keeping a silent vigil ever since she had discovered the commotion. The Warriors Three had initially been with her however they had gone to report to the Allfather regarding their previous mission. Technically speaking she knew she should have gone with them however she couldn't bring herself to move from her current spot.

"This power it's…" came a voice intruding on her vigil.

Turning towards it she was greeted by a woman who appeared quite tall at 5'10" and wore armor which consisted of a golden breastplate which covered her torso, black tights that covered her legs which were then further covered by golden armored boots that went up to her knees. Her legs were also covered by two pieces of red cloth similar to Thor's cape that was attached to the bottom of the breastplate. Golden gauntlet's covered her forearms and her head was covered by long red almost orange hair that resembled the color of the flame. This was Angela, born Aldrif, Asgard's Goddess of the Hunt. More than that she was the only girl born into the house of Odin and Thor's older sister.

"Impressive."

This was yet another new voice one that caught the attention of both women. Sure enough as they turned they were greeted to the sight of Loki. He appeared almost as he always had save for the look in his eyes which lacked the mischievousness or even the hint of madness they had held of late. Instead they were now serious and hard with an undercurrent of fury the likes of which she had not seen from him in nearly four centuries.

"You're angry." Came a voice causing the three to turn just in time to see Thor land on the ground before them.

"As are you." Said Loki absently cracking his neck.

"In this instance angry is good." Said Thor

"True after all anger gets shit done. I take it you have a plan." Stated Loki.

"Plan later for now I have some steam to work off." Said the Thunder God.

"Well I do need to get this body into shape." Said the Trickster

"We will speak soon, there is much to discuss. Father has need of you for now however." Said Thor, a hand raised and cradling Sif's fac4e while they looked eyes.

"Your presence is being requested as well sister." Said Loki his eyes landing on her for only the length of the address before his attention reverted to Thor.

After a few moments the blond pulled his attention away from Sif and the two men locked eyes. Behind the eyes of the two there was a lot of very complicated emotions and truthfully the two of them were never the best with dealing with them. Both however knew of a way to work things out that had always worked between them and smirked before they both vanished from their respective spots just moments before a massive shockwave struck the realm.


Tucked away in northwestern London at merely a twenty minute walk from King's Cross Station was one of the homes of one of Britain's oldest families. Located at 12 Grimmauld Place was the home of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black. As the home of not only one of the oldest families of the land but of one of the oldest magical families it had a number of wards that could be applied for its protection including unplottable and repelling wards. Though it had at one point included muggle repelling, notice-me-not and even a Fidelius charm the current Lord of the family, one Sirius Orion Black had removed all of those upon taking up his Lordship.

It was here on the topmost floor where Paige found Harry sprawled out on the bed in what had once been the room of Regulus Black. Having since been repurposed and decorated it was now Harry's room. Painted with cream colored walls the room was only sparsely decorated with only a dresser and a four poster bed which was placed in the center of the room. Thankfully the curtains on the four poster were open allowing her to see her nephew easily and as she approached she could see the steady rise and fall of his chest signaling a peaceful sleep. Before she could reach down to wake him however his eyes opened of their own accord and she was greeted to the sight of the deep green eyes that she had grown to love.

Allowing him a few moments to come to full awareness she quickly informed her young nephew that they had a meeting to attend and he needed to shower, dress and be downstairs within twenty-five minutes. After a quick shower and now fully dressed Harry cast a quick tempus charm and found that only twenty minutes had passed. Thankfully his outfit had already been laid out for him and after dressing he took a moment to look himself over in the mirror. He wore a dark grey three piece suit with a black shirt, a grey and black stripped tie and a pair of black oxfords. He wore the coat open for the moment as it only held a single button and took a moment to straighten the collar which was black.

Downstairs he found his aunt's gathered in the sitting room with a man who introduced himself as Robert Giles. The man was tall boarding six feet in height and wore a dark grey two piece suit with a dark blue shirt with a blue, grey and black tie. He wore a pair of black dress shoes to complete the outfit that had apparently been recently polished as they still possessed a shine. Before a conversation could be struck up Sirius made his appearance from his study which meant the man had arrived while he was taking his nap.

"Ah you must be Mr. Giles. Sorry for the wait." Said the Dogfather

"Well met Lord Black and it was no problem." Said the man inclining his head in a short bow.

A few minutes later found the group all broken up as they travelled down the road to their destination. The travel method in this instance was by three Range Rover Sentinel's and Harry found himself in the lead car seated in the back with Sirius and Wyatt sitting between the two of them. In the center car were Piper and Phoebe with Chris while Prue and Paige were in the rear car. As they rode Harry found himself thinking about what had happened earlier in the day. After returning from Diagon Alley he had finally worked up the nerve to summon his mother's spirit only to fail. Over and over he had tried it pouring more and more magic into the spell and getting the same result. The constant failure had frustrated him to the point that he'd simply broke down in tears.

That was how Prue had found him curled up into a ball on the library floor and crying his eyes out. She had held him until he settled and after he explained the situation had informed him that one of two things was the cause. The first that his mother wasn't actually dead which both immediately dismissed as Harry had seen it in person and relived the event several times in his dreams during his therapy sessions. The second and most likely answer however had been that her spirit was in a place that was simply out of the reach of his magic or it was impossible for her to leave. Whatever the case she had promised to have it looked into and escorted him to his room where she had advised him to take a nap so as to recover from all the magic he had used in his efforts.

When he came out of his thoughts it was to the discovery that while they were still in transit they were now cruising along through a tunnel.

"Where are we?" questioned the teen.

"Underground tunnels. King George had them excavated in 1802 to run the entirety of the realm." Explained Mr. Giles.

"And no one's found them yet?" questioned Harry in surprise.

"Entrance points are all guarded, and really they're supposed to be for emergency use only. However we're using them now because we've been told to keep your arrival secret for the time being." Explained the man.

About five minutes later after a very steep climb they came to a stop inside of what appeared to be a garage though it was about the size of an aircraft hangar. Climbing out of the cars the group followed Mr. Giles through a door on the right side of the room. They followed their guide through a number of halls and up a flight of stairs until they came to a room that was decorated in crimson and gold dominated by an ornate gilded ceiling and a large bow window. The floor was covered in various carpets laid over what felt like a wooden floor and the room contained many pieces of furniture including matching settees and chairs, a few tables, a grand piano and a number of portraits.

As he looked around he found that there was already a group of people seated further into the room and as he was able to make out the features of a few of them he found his mouth running dry as he realized exactly who he currently stood before. Though he had spent quite a bit of time in America he was thoroughly British and as such he needed no introduction to recognize those seated before him. He went through the introductions in a sort of daze bowing his head instinctively as his mind was on one thing; he was meeting the Royal Family.

"We believe that we owe you our gratitude for your services to the Realm as of late." Stated the Queen looking Harry directly in the eye and making it clear who she was speaking to.

"Services Ma'am?" questioned Harry confused

"An old friend of ours, one I believe you would know quite well came to visit. She spoke of a student of hers, a second year who against all odds had found Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, reclaimed Godric Gryffindor's sword and slayed a monster that had plagued the school for nearly a year; a monster which turned out to be a basilisk. Not only did you accomplish all of this but you saved the life of a younger student in the process and in truth the lives of everyone within the castle, as the creature was a definite threat to all of them. That teacher is now the Headmistress and her story was repeated with a bit more news in the Quibbler a few days later." Explained the woman causing the boy's eyes to widen in surprise.

"An interesting article, that." Said the man sitting directly to her left Prince Philip himself.

"Quite. The picture painted in that article was one of a hero, though a young perhaps even reluctant one. Nonetheless your actions that night were nothing short of heroic, actions we feel must be acknowledged." Said the Queen; a small smile playing at her lips at the blush that stained the boy's cheeks at her words.

"We are curious however about something." Stated the woman getting the group to blink.

"We know personally every titled Lord or Lady in the peerage. Yet both the Black and Potter families appear to possess dukedoms. We would like to know how." Stated the woman.

Harry blinked at this before turning to look at Sirius as that was something he'd also like to know.

"The answer to that is in the founders of our houses. For the House of Black the founder was Percival, known at the time as the Black Knight hence the name Black. As for the House of Potter, the founder's name was Galahad. Both of them were knights in old Briton more specifically they were Knights of the Round Table." Stated Sirius causing more than a few eyes to widen within the room.

"After Rome pulled out of Briton and the Saxon threat was dealt with several of the knights were given their own lands. Galahad who had taken on the surname of Potter was awarded the area that would become Herefordshire. Percival who had taken the surname of Black was awarded the area that became Durham. At the time they were known as the Wardens of their areas. However as time passed and titles changed in the nobility it appears ours changed with them." Finished the man with a shrug.

"You don't know for sure?" questioned Phoebe frowning.

"The vast majority of us stopped operating in your world centuries ago. The International Statute of Secrecy ensured the complete separation of our worlds." Stated Sirius

"That Statute isn't worth the parchment it was written on." Stated the Queen shocking both Sirius and Harry with her words.

"The statute was signed in 1689 and became official in 1692. However if you look at the signatures marking it you'll notice that two are missing. As I don't have a copy here I will simply tell you that neither King William III nor Queen Mary signed it." Stated the Queen.

"Then that would make the entire thing illegal." Stated Harry his eyes wide in shock.

"Oh how so?" questioned Sirius his tone showing curiosity.

"Because the crown didn't start delegating responsibilities fully until the 1700's. There was a brief period were the crown lost power but Charles II reclaimed it after he won the Civil War." Said Harry.

"Indeed and one of the many powers he reclaimed was the rule of law. Any measure that is to become law must cross the monarchs desk for approval before it can take effect. Granted we have been much more hands off after the wars and parliament handles many of the things we once fought for. Take a bill for instance Parliament will come up with and debate what will become Bill's. However it is not until it is signed by the ruling monarch that it becomes law, and even at that point it can be rejected.

"Now then if you look at the list of countries listed on the Statute you'll see that all of them except for the Asian and African portions were European powers at the time. Sure France, Russia and others signed it but once again no signature from the Monarchs. As such the Statute is once again legally worthless." Stated the Queen.

"Even disregarding the Statute being practically worthless it's about to be obsolete anyway." Stated Paige

"While that is all well and good perhaps we can talk shop at a later date." Stated Prince Phillip.

"Very well moving on the trial for the Dursley's is set to begin next week. Our solicitor will announce your titles during the opening statement." Said the woman causing his eyes to widen.

"Ma'am if possible we would like to add to the legal team." Stated Sirius getting a look of curiosity from the woman.

"As it turns out there is a solicitor in the family, Edward Tonks. Also if it helps I have a copy of Harry's medical file in my home office."

"That will be fine." Said the Queen.

Any further conversation however was brought to a halt due to the appearance of what appeared to be a vortex of bluish white energy about five feet from them. At its appearance Sirius, Piper, Paige and Phoebe almost immediately leapt to their feet with Sirius snapping his wand out. Prue meanwhile stayed seated and raised a curious eyebrow at the energy she could detect behind the portal. After several tense seconds a figure emerged from the portal. As he emerged and they got a good look at him Sirius found himself looking at a man who was a near spitting image of his friend James with the exception of his almond shaped green eyes, the prominent lightning bolt scar on his forehead and another scar on his right cheekbone. He wore a rather bland looking blue suit with a white shirt and was perhaps maybe an inch taller than Sirius himself.

"Hello Padfoot, it's good to see you again." Said the man as they locked eyes and Sirius felt his knees weaken as he realized who the figure was.

"Your Majesty, it is an honor." Said the man before greeting both Prince Phillip and Prince Charles.

"Harry, H-how?" questioned Sirius something that gave the royals pause as they registered his shock.

"I am the Master of Death."

At this pronouncement Sirius stumbled back eyes wide in shock. The adult Harry smirked before turning his attention to his younger self.

"You look well, and I see you took my advice about the clinic." Said the adult while the younger version tilted his head his eyes shining in curiosity.

"Fascinating, so time travel is possible." Said Prince Charles.

"Yes it is. However it is also highly regulated as manipulating time is extremely dangerous." Said the adult Harry moving over and taking a seat so that all could see him.

"So why did you come back?" questioned Sirius.

"Ah, well I actually realized that while I sent my counterpart here a letter I actually never gave him any details. I normally would trust those working here to fill you in but he tends to keep things close to the vest and I hated when Dumbledore did it when I was at this age." Said the older Harry.

"So he never changes does he." Said Sirius.

"Not even near death. Old man kept too many secrets most of which weren't his to keep and the decisions weren't his to make." Said the time traveler an air of annoyance touching him briefly.

"So what is it you are attempting to change?" questioned Prince Phillip.

"Honestly the deaths of everyone in this room, the fall of Britain, and the Age of Darkness." Said Harry taking everyone back with his answer.

"As you all know the Statue of Secrecy is about to become obsolete. In the time I come from it already has and of course the Wizarding World hadn't noticed, instead we were dealing with our own issues as always. The governments of the world had already known of us and after Voldemort's second rise someone in Parliament had decided that magic was something that they should control.

At the same time the U.N had passed the Sokovia Accords which basically gave them the right to turn what they called enhanced individuals into living weapons an issue which caused the Avengers to fracture. It was in the midst of this tense situation that Voldemort announced his return, the entire Royal Family was wiped out. Parliament in reply launched an attack on Diagon Alley, in the end we were forced into a three way war, there were the muggles led by Parliament, the Death Eaters led by Voldemort and then there was us.

As if that wasn't bad enough other governments launched attacks on their own magical communities or others they felt they should control. The results proved themselves catastrophic, eventually I had enough, the gloves came off and I started launching my own attacks no longer content to play defensive. In the end Britain's Magical community was crushed to about fifteen percent and with the destruction of Parliament and the deaths of its highest ranking members I was suddenly the highest ranking member in the country." Said the adult Harry.

"They made you King." Said the Queen

"That was the plan. Before it could happen formally however a series of attacks were made the world over. I don't know all the details but I know the Avengers were annihilated as were most of those with any semblance of real power. It was then I met the Sorcerer Supreme and joined the resistance to face the remaining world threats. It was during this time that I met a friend of my father's family who immediately recognized me as my father's son from when he lived as James Potter. It was Chris who came up with the idea to change the past. We tested it first in one area in this case the States and the plan worked as you know."

"Yes I prefer not to think of such things ever happening again." Said Piper.

"Well from there it was decided that we would engage the plan on a wider scale. However as nothing in my personal life was to my liking I decided to send the letter and not do it all myself, I had lost a lot of people, important ones during Voldemort's second rise and it was decided we would change things from that point for me personally though I know that other things were changed on a wider scale already." Stated the elder Harry.

"Really such as?" questioned Prince Charles.

"S.H.I.E.L.D is still active for one. In my time after HYDRA emerged SHIELD was eventually scrapped by the governments of the world. More personally Parliament doesn't possess absolute rule this time through as Charles II didn't lose in this time. Because of this the real power remains with the crown." Said the adult Harry getting all the royals to blink which was the only sign of their surprise to show.

"Other changes to have occurred was getting Dumbledore out of Hogwarts and off the Wizengamont. Sirius is not an escaped convict and young Harry here now knows of the majority of his heritage."

"Escaped convict?" questioned Sirius.

"Dumbledore had no intention of you ever receiving a trial. In my time you escaped from Azkaban during the summer prior to my third year when Fudge threw a copy of the Daily Prophet at you while gloating at which point you recognized Wormtail prominently displayed." Said the adult Harry.

"What about us, you speak as if you didn't know us." Said Paige.

"Billie and Christie won their battle with you. However this time one of you survived the attack and as such was able to save the others. I was also never discovered by the Elders and while I have access to those powers now it's a recent thing." Said Harry before turning his attention to his younger self.

"Now then let me tell you all story." Stated the time traveler.


Potter Manor was ancient and was the seat of power and main house of the Lord Potter and had acted as such for well over six hundred years. Of course in that time the Manor had been through a number of renovations since it was first built. The grounds themselves however were extensive and played host to multiple fountains, gardens and even a forested area. Located at the center of the property was the man house and the actual Manor which bore a striking resemblance to Blenheim Palace. While the four sisters took it all in for the first time with a sense of awe Sirius and Remus were taking it in with a sense of melancholy having been there multiple times previously. Harry however was seeing none of it lost in his thoughts as he was.

At this point it could be said that his mind had been sufficiently blown. The story that had been relayed by his alternate/older self was one that had left everyone reeling. Sure he had won his war but the sheer number of people that had died during the course had just made it not worth it. Remus, Sirius, Fred, Tonks, Colin, Lavender and even Hedwig were just a few and those he was close to now. Learning that Hermione, Neville and Ron had all been killed during a muggle attack after a battle with Death Eaters it was then understandable why the elders tactics had changed.

Such thoughts were cut off as he bumped into Sirius who had stopped short in his walk. Blinking and moving around him he could see what had caught the man's attention. Standing before them was a man that stood at about 6'3" in height. He had an athletic body type that one could see even though he was wearing a suit. He appeared to be somewhere in his mid-thirties and was objectively a handsome man with short black hair to go with his hazel brown eyes, high cheekbones, a strong jawline and a straight nose. He wore a suit which consisted of black dress pants and jacket along with a shirt and tie of the same color. At the moment he had a look of surprise on his face as he saw them and judging by the red in his eyes appeared to have been crying recently.

"Prongs!"

The word had come from both Sirius and Remus and had been filled with a number of emotions. The name also caught Harry by surprise as he knew who that name belonged to. Looking the man over once more this time even more closely found he had the same hair, facial shaping, mouth and eyebrows of his father, features that he'd only ever seen when looking in the mirror, or at pictures of his father. There however were differences from the pictures. First was that his glasses were missing, his hair was styled differently no longer messy but short and neat. Finally there was his size, from what he knew his father had cut a slim figure while this man was wider, more athletic with broader shoulders.

"Padfoot, Moony."

"How?" questioned the boy before it had even registered that he was speaking.

"That is quite complicated. The simple version is that while I am James Potter I am also more. The letter you received should have filled you in on how for the most part." Stated the man.

"You mean the bit about the soul magic. How your spirt was bound into the body of the infant James." Said Remus.

"Yes. You see when I died my soul and magic were ripped from the mortal plain and rather forcefully rebounded to my other body. As such I am indeed James Potter, the son of Charles and Dorea Potter. However I am also Thor, Son of Odin."

As if to prove his point he snapped his fingers and then standing in front of them was indeed Thor himself complete with armor and long blond hair. His point seemingly proven he snapped once more and returned to the form of James Potter. For Harry this was one shock too many in too short of a time frame as such his mind overloaded and his body shut down as he fainted.

AN: That's it chapters done. Finally revealed Harry's full heritage though I hinted at it heavily so if anyone is surprised by this I don't know why. Now then I haven't made my mind up on whether or not this story will continue on into Harry's third year or just encapsulate his summer. However I think that I may just continue on with this one and change the categories in the search. That said thanks for reading and leave a review. Till next time, LATER.