War. Fame. Blood. Death. Love.
All of these were the stuff he used to see everyday.
He was always used to it, like a hermit is used to extreme cold, living in The Himalayas.
Harry smiled, and it was unlike what he was used to. In one hand he held his Holly and Phoenix wand, completely repaired. On the other he held the most powerful wand, The Elder Wand, or sometimes known as the Deathstick.
A silvery cloak was worn around his back his back, as a cape. It was the fabled Cloak of Invisibility, which protected the user from any spells, bypassed every wards. This could be a gold mine for a robber, but alas it was the most heavily kept secret among the descendants of Ignotus Peverell, and later the Potters.
On his middle finger, two rings were visible. One was the most obvious, the Potter family ring, signifying Harry as the head of house of Potter. No, the most curious was the other ring glowing slightly green, with a coat of arms engraved on it, also known as The Symbol of Deathly Hallows. Inside it contained the Resurrection Stone, capable of bringing back the dead as ghost like beings.
Harry was not so naive, that he had not forgotten to pick up the Resurrection Stone from the Forbidden Forest. The moment he picked it up, The Elder Wand and The Cloak of Invisibility had glowed, one fixing itself as a cape, and the other reaching his hand. The Stone however, encased itself in a liquid, like molten lava, which hardened and formed into the Peverell Ring.
Harry Potter was now effectively Harry Potter-Peverell, whether he liked it or not. Being the last surviving descendant of Peverell, he was instantly recognized as the head of Peverell house.
But... Harry did enjoyed it. The fool death eater lords, who had wanted to execute his friends for killing purebloods followers of Voldemort and tried to insult him had suffered.
He had, after reading a book given by Draco about Wizarding customs, killed Jugson who had been the first to insult him, and registered it under insulting the house of Peverell. He smiled coldly when the remaining Death Eaters trembled and wisely shut their mouth. Draco Malfoy had a wierd relationship with Harry. They were more like acquaintances than friends. Both of them helped each other which would ultimately benifit themselves. Let it be known that Harry could be a perfect Slytherin whenever he wanted to. He had also received a massive power boost, most likely which had been hidden due to the horcrux of Voldemort leeching his powers.
Ron and Hermione had finally confessed to each other, which had taken a bloody long time. Harry was honestly happy for both Ron and Hermione. Both were his honorary brother and sister.
The biggest issue was Ginny.
Whether he liked it or not, Ginny was obsessed with him. To her, he was a prince, a rich person, someone who could be manipulated according to her.
Little did she know that he had discovered Dumbledore's manipulative plans, which required him to sacrifice himself. He had vowed to never, ever trust anybody without knowing them completely.
He also reviewed his feelings for Ginny, which to his surprise... Were empty. He suspected Love Potions, or even Jealousy Potions, because he actually been jealous of Dean for having Ginny as girlfriend.
He was surprised to find out he had feelings for Hermione, which to his horror had been suppressed very successfully. Hermione was really sad to hear this, but now she was in love with Ron.
Harry understood this, and destroyed his remaining feelings for Hermione. It wasn't a smart move, but he would see the friend he loved to live happily, even if it would hurt him.
He also congratulated Ron, who was sorry to hear his condition, and was actually angry at Dumbledore. Dumbledore was the reason they had their adventures in Hogwarts, which were actually fabricated tests made by him.
Ron, to his immense pleasure, had decided to leave his immature self to past, and embrace a new mature personality. Hermione obviously was ecstatic about it.
Harry had offered his condolences to Mrs. Weasley for Fred, and had used his Resurrection stone so she could say her goodbye. She was practically in tears, and had hugged him tightly.
She was very much disturbed by Ginny's unhealthy obsession, and promised to keep it under control. However she could not contain her once she was was seventeen.
Professor McGonagall had successfully secured Hogwarts, and started her tenure as the new Headmistress. Harry was always welcome in Hogwarts, be it for visiting, or some emergency. She added some new wards, which would detect Death Eaters. Why Dumbledore had not added it, was her main question.
Dumbledore. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, defeater of Grindelwald, former Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, former Chief Warlock of Wizengamot, former Headmaster of Hogwarts, The Leader of Light, Recipient of Order of Merlin, first class.
What the people didn't know that Dumbledore was one of the most shrewdest wizards ever. He hid it under the mask of grandfatherly affection very effeciently. He used people as chess pieces, sacrificing them for the greater good. He was never evil, he was a follower of justice, but he understood lives as pieces he could control.
A true Slytherin, through and through.
Raising Harry away from the Wizarding world, to be beaten, to be starved, to be abused, so when the child would arrive in Hogwarts, he would look up to Dumbledore as a grandfather, trust that person immensely, and never question him.
Pathetic.
Well, he wasn't that child anymore. He realised all of this after killing Voldemort. The bloody horcrux had sucked away his intelligence, so he couldn't actually think. This made Hermione outrageous, to think such a brilliant mind of someone couldn't work due to it. In most of the rant of Hermione, he actually understood the terms she was using, saying what things he could have learned, while unnecessarily reciting topics. For him though, it was new and he was already learning. Midway Hermione stopped and stared at him, because he hadn't actually stopped her. He only said "I understood everything you said."
All of the adventures, which had been some near death experiences for him, were some bloody tests by Dumbledore! Why did he ever bring the Philosopher's Stone to Hogwarts? He could have easily deduced the monster of Chamber of Secret to be a Basilisk, but instead left it to some second year students. Third year was not a plan made by Dumbledore, but he could have cancelled the Triwizard tournament for him, but as Dumbledore wishes, it will carry out. He could've actually told him the prophecy! There would have been no need to go to The Ministry! Sirius would have been alive still! Dumbledore could have given him training in sixth year, or some better planning for hunting horcruxes, or could have easily caught a conspiring Draco!
He had discovered a personal diary of Dumbledore, and in it contained everything he had fabricated.
He was heavily let down. McGonagall had resorted to her Scottish accent, shouting at the portrait Dumbledore. To Harry's anger he still replied "For the Greater Good."
"Tell me Dumbledore, if Grindelwald manipulated you, how would you feel? Would you feel useless? Would you be happy? Oh right, you would actually worship him, he was your lover, wasn't he?" Harry asked.
Dumbledore went silent. From that day on, he never tried talking to Dumbledore, even when McGonagall informed him that he was really sorry.
As for the Britain Wizarding world, there was nothing left for him now. He was famous, yes, but people only wanted to meet with The-Man-Who-Defeated, touch him, shake his hand, further their political career. Harry was absolutely disgusted, Britain would never change according to him. They were all a bunch of sheeps. Kingsley was only a temporary Minister of Magic, and he had been hearing himself to be a nomination on the next elections.
Well, he had no such ambition. His Slytherin side of ambition had reduced to only surviving. He was still very clever and could trick others.
He had no obligations to stay.
"Harry Potter."
Harry jumped, his elder wand ready to shoot spells. He turned around and saw a black hooded figure, holding a scythe.
"Who are you?" Harry asked.
"The question is, who are you?" the figure asked.
"I'm H— Master of Death?" he said uncertainly. The figure shook its head and replied "Yes, you are correct. I am Death. Thanatos. Osiris. Hel. Nergal."
"Er... Alright. So am I your master?" Harry asked uncertainly.
"No, Harry Potter. You are my representative, you are the compass of balance, you will represent me." The figure, or Death replied.
Harry nodded in understanding. He said "I am going to live in New York now. I don't want to live here anymore."
Death bowed and disappeared in smoke. Harry wasn't used to seeing this, so naturally he panicked.
Harry had packed everything necessary to live. He also transferred his money from Gringotts to Gringotts in USA.
Thank goodness, nobody had guessed it was actually Harry who had broken into Gringotts, or he could have said goodbye to his money. Better transfer it than getting caught later, Harry thought. The Gringotts in every country was independent of each other, so he had no fear of USA Gringotts seizing his money.
New York, get ready because Harry Potter was coming, and he would make sure to live peacefully. Little did he know that he was now immortal, and it was going to cause him some painful moments.
And he had to jinx it, because sooner or later, war will start. And again, Harry would be in its epicenter.
Hey there! I am new writer in . I have published some of my fanfictions in Wattpad, and this one is going to be my first one here in ffn!
This fanfic is basically a crossover of Percy Jackson and Harry Potter.
Now this one is a little different as Harry will be the one moving to US, instead of Percy moving to Hogwarts.
Also, as a warning, this fanfic is going to be Harry centric. Why? Because I got bored of reading Fanfics where Percy is always the one who is the main character in the crossover, always the badass one... I thought why not write one showing how Harry can be cool too? Hence came the idea to write this one.
Alright, I'mma head out. See ya later!
— PerseusKyogre09
