Harry Potter: Chronicles of the Sorcerer Supreme: A Harry Potter Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its associated characters: all rights belong to JK Rowling. I do not own any crossover references used in the story: all rights belong to their original creators. I do own any OC spells explained at the end of a chapter.
Plot: Path to Greatness Response: On a warm autumn evening, a little boy becomes something greater than he could have possibly imagined. With two devoted souls at his side, and his family at his back, he shall become Harry James Potter: The Sorcerer Supreme of Hogwarts!
Challenge Information: DZ2's 'Path to Greatness' Challenge: A Pseudo-Harry Potter/Marvel OR Harry Potter/DC Crossover Challenge: Harry was always destined for greatness, but even he had no idea how great his path was meant to be. However, when he discovers said greatness, there's almost something familiar about it.
Rules: All affinities are welcome
Harry's new power/powers must be based around ONE superhero/supervillain from Marvel OR DC Comics
How he comes into these powers is up to you
There must be at least one student at Hogwarts that sees the similarities between Harry's power and the comic hero
Harry's magic must somehow alter and/or enhance the powers, putting his own spin on them
All pairings are welcome
Guidelines: Full Marvel/DC Crossovers
Other Crossovers/Crossover References
Super/OP Harry
Dark-Lord Harry
Slash
Harems
Others in Harry's world gain powers to other Marvel/DC Characters
Harry is the reincarnation of said hero (from another universe, obviously)
Like both Marvel and DC, Harry builds his own team of heroes/villains
Forbidden: Weak Harry
Others denying Harry his power or convincing him to give it up
Everyone recognising Harry's power as 'Dark Magic'
Harry's power being exactly the same as the comic counterpart (remember his magic somehow enhances it and him)
Other than that, it's up to you…
Author's Note: So, this idea, which is sort of based off of my full-Marvel/Avengers crossover, Scion of Sorcery, is one that is a classic theme, but with some interesting twists and turns throughout.
So, let the fun begin, eh?
Added Note: The first chapter – and part of the second – are rehashes of the opening from my Scion of Sorcery story, but, at the same time, the differences are there too, if you know where to look; after the first half of Chapter 2, all is new and different to my other story.
Recommended Reads: Lily's Plan by sheltie, Fate's Gambit and FG2: The Trio Hit Hogwarts by RobSt, Trickshot, Silver King and Wands and Claws by JustBored21, Soul Scars by Rtnwriter, The Rise of the Last Potter by HPfanfictioner66, Child of the Storm, Ghosts of the Past and The Phoenix and the Serpent by Nimbus Llewelyn, A Harmonious Beginning by SeventhChordHarmony, The Harmony Bond by brigrove, H J Potter by SM wane, Adventures in Magick by PseudonymousEntity and The Last Casualties by muggledad
Key Pairing: Soul-Bonded Lunar Harmony (Harry/Hermione/Luna)
Other Pairings: Dr Granger-Daniel/Mrs Granger-Emma; Sirius/Amelia; Xenophilius/Pandora; Others TBD
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'Mental Speech'
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BOOK 1: A Mother's Love
Chapter 1: It's Always Darkest Before The Dawn
Lily Potter had always known that her son was special.
Ever since she'd carried him inside of her belly for nine months, feeling him stirring and growing strong from her own body's energy, Lily had felt the typical signs of magical energy flowing through him, but, unbeknownst to all but a select few, she had also felt something more.
Call it maternal instinct or the bond that existed between a Mother-to-be and their unborn child, but Lily had always felt that there was a far greater presence of magic, which was currently laid dormant within her baby boy: indeed, the typical prenatal Accidental Magic outbursts that came around whenever Lily's emotions were heighted usually proved this, mostly because of how such times resulted in weird, unexplainable events occurring.
Like the time Lily planned a special anniversary picnic for James, only to find her plans scuppered by a terrible thunderstorm, which forced her to cancel her anniversary treat with her loving, doting husband.
However, as Lily fretted and James tried to get her to calm down before something happened to his little buck, somehow, all of a sudden, the raging tempest turned into what the local Muggle news reports called a freak snowstorm – mostly because of the fact that it happened in March, the result of which was a crisp white walk through the woodlands surrounding Potter Manor for Lily and James.
They still got a chance for their picnic, but something about the wintry scene just made it even better.
Coincidentally, just before the weather had taken its funny turn, Lily had felt a twinge of magical strain from inside her belly where her unborn son was sleeping peacefully.
When she told James this, he just laughed, complimented his little buck on his creativity and kissed Lily's belly in thanks to his boy's act of kindness.
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Another weird event happened when Lily, just a month before her son was born, came down with a terrible case of hyperthermia that had left her bedridden and left with no-one except her unborn son for company.
While her temperature was skyrocketing, with signs showing up that had healers hoping and praying wouldn't do anything to hurt the baby – not to mention Lily making the same prayer – the weirdest thing had happened when Lily, in a sweat-ridden state, had suddenly found her body tingling with magic and, over the course of seven minutes, her whole body suddenly became cooler, healthier and stronger.
The Healers were stumped, but Lily, James, Sirius and their close friends knew the truth.
Once again, the heir had sensed his Mummy's pain and, somehow, he'd tapped into the magic within him and his Mother and healed her ailment.
In a child that came from such an old and prominently-powerful bloodline as James Potter's, it wasn't unusual for the unborn child to be able to possess such a skill with magic, but, on the other hand, it was unusual for him to be able to do such feats while still in the womb.
Many of the healers wanted to run different sorts of tests on the child, but Lily and James shot that idea down straight away.
Their boy was a prodigy in the making.
Not a Freak…
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In a desire to help them learn more about their child's incredible potential, Lily suggested to James that they should either consider binding their baby's core until he was old enough to understand his great power – an idea that James shot down, warning Lily that such an act could leave their son a Squib – or consulting one who knew what it was like to wield such great power himself.
Albus Dumbledore, the recently-instated Headmaster of Hogwarts, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Supreme Mugwump of the ICW and someone that every witch and wizard worth their wand knew to possess incredible levels of magic himself.
Fate, however, had other plans for the Potters.
Plans that reared their ugly heads not too long after the joyous event of little Harrison Harry James Potter's birth came around…
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When Lily and James Potter heard the tell-tale sound of their Floo Gate being triggered, the two of them were, admittedly, a little surprised as, for all intents and purposes, the two young lovers had expected to have a quiet night enjoying their newborn son's first Halloween.
It had been James' idea to give Harry the fun and games of the night, although he was only three months old – having been born on July 31st at the stroke of midnight – and try and keep their spirits up as they savoured the warm glow of parenthood and indulged the old Muggle belief.
James even got dressed up in a Halloween costume, making what a laughing Remus Lupin called a very convincing werewolf – Remus also taking dressing up like a wolf – while Sirius, Harry's happy-go-lucky goofball of an oath-sworn dogfather, also joined them, dressing up – much to Lily's amusement – as James in his Quidditch gear, glasses, Head Boy badge – although Sirius' read Bighead Boy – with a pair of antlers on his head to symbolise the man's Animagus form.
As for Lily, she was dressed up as a fairy queen.
From the regal white gown to the sparkling wings and sense of purified light, she was a real gem and, for a moment, Sirius had to take Harry – who was dressed in a cute little lion cub outfit – aside as James whispered promises to Lily to corrupt this fairy later.
Thankfully, they were spared any further embarrassments on the part of the Potter Lord when the Floo Gate reared up.
For a moment, Sirius thought it was Peter, who was conspicuous by his absence.
However, to the surprise of the group of friends, it was Dumbledore, dressed in his official robes of office as Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot and, to the shock of the Potters, he had a grave, focused look in his eyes.
"Albus!" gasped James, taking Harry from Sirius while he looked to the old man as he asked, "Is everything all right?"
"No James, it most certainly is not," replied Albus, his words alarming Lily while the tone in his voice made James frown as he looked to his two friends; at the same time, Dumbledore went on, "I wonder if we might adjourn to quieter pastures? I have some…troubling news and I would feel safer telling you and Lily."
"And us," insisted Sirius, his words edged by determination as he added, "Whatever you have to say to James, you can say to us too, Albus!"
"Sirius," Albus began, but he was cut off by Lily as she walked towards her husband, taking their son from his arms and, crossing the room, she held out the infant to Sirius, who looked at her in surprise.
"Take Harry into the nursery," said Lily, earning a troubled look from Sirius as she went on, "I don't need his emotions rising up because of how he might think we're somehow unhappy. You know how special he is, Sirius."
"Lily's right, Padfoot," agreed James, although he kept his eyes on Albus as he added, "But once we've heard it, I'm letting you two know: if it's dangerous, I'm sure that our little one's godfathers won't mind swearing vows of silence, will you?"
"No," said Sirius, although he hugged little Harry close to him, the small boy's paw-covered hands brushing against Sirius' chin like a cat would play with a ball of string.
Smiling warmly at the cute sight, Sirius looked to Remus as he added, "Come on, Moony: let's go and play with our little cub."
Once Remus and Sirius were out of the room, James heaved a sigh as he turned and, seeing Albus' still-grave expression, he asked in as calm a voice as he could, "Me, Lily, Sirius or Remus?"
"I beg your pardon, my boy?" asked Albus, earning a smirk from James as he shrugged.
"You wouldn't come over here personally, if it wasn't about one of us specifically," explained James, moving to wrap his arms around his wife's waist while he continued to address Dumbledore, "And, after how you gave me what I asked for when I asked you to help me keep my son's power under control, I know you mean it when you say you have our best interests at heart, Albus, so which one of us needs to be on guard?"
"Harry," said Albus, earning what had to be the world's most-horrified glare from Lily while James dropped his casual demeanour and, for only the second time since his son's birth, his mature status caught up with him as he drew his wand and, sealing the room with several powerful wards, he indicated the chair nearby.
"Sit!" commanded James, a part of him loathing how he was speaking so coldly towards the man that was like family to him for the longest time.
However, hearing his son's name coming from Albus' lips was like putting a red rag in front of a bull as far as he was concerned.
As Dumbledore obliged the man's rough command, James took a seat of his own, Lily standing behind her husband while James looked right into Albus' eyes as he said, "Start talking."
Clearing his throat, Albus linked his fingers together as he explained, "Well, as you know, I have been trying to find a replacement for the Divination Professor and, after so many failed applicants, I had half a mind to scrap the lesson altogether: however, a week ago, I received a recommendation from none other than Cassandra Trelawney herself!"
"The Seer?" asked Lily, earning a slow nod from Albus as he continued.
"She recommended her great-great-granddaughter Sybil, accompanying a letter and a visual memory showing the lady's expertise with the arts."
"Hold up," argued James, holding up a hand as he asked, "Cassandra Trelawney did this? For her great-great-granddaughter? Albus, no offence, but she'd have to be nearly two hundred to even still be alive: that's older than you!"
"That is correct, my boy," said Albus, smiling warmly as he added, "And I had my doubts too, which is why I checked the magical trace myself and, impossible as it may seem, the memory and the letter both came from Cassandra, who is actually one hundred and eighty-four this winter."
"Blimey," gasped Lily, swallowing hard as she looked to her former headmaster before she asked, "How can someone with her gifts live so long? I know you had yours because of the blessings from the Elder Wand and people like the Flamels have the Elixir of Life, but how…"
"I have no idea, my dear," answered Dumbledore, letting out a soft laugh as he added, "However she did it, the fact remains that she has done it and, just this morning, before the sun was up, I met with her great-great-granddaughter in my brother's tavern, which I thought was better suited than Hogwarts, just in case anyone might be out to use Trelawney's gifts."
"And?" asked James, gesturing for the old man to get on with the important bit, "What did she say? And what does it have to do with our boy?"
"Well that's the thing," admitted Albus, swallowing hard before he dabbed at his forehead, "At first, she seemed to be just another failed-applicant-to-be: she talked about Cassandra and how she had The Sight and graduated at the top of her class, but every time I asked her to prove herself, she quickly changed the subject. Then, just as I was saying my farewells with the intention to investigate her claim, Sybil…she gave a prophecy!"
"After all that time?" asked Lily, earning a nod from Dumbledore before she asked, "How do you know that she wasn't faking it?"
"All the signs were there," said Albus, earning a frown from James while Lily suddenly gripped her husband's shoulder tightly as the headmaster went on, "Glazed eyes, faraway voice, sweaty pallor and the air of mystical energy that clung to her words."
"And what did she say?" asked James, putting a hand over Lily's while he addressed Dumbledore, "What did she say, Albus? The exact words?"
"As you wish," sighed Albus, swallowing hard before he took a breath and, in a soft, but eerie voice, he began to recite the words…
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches;
Born to those who have defied him thrice; born as the seventh month dies;
And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not.
And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives;
The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord shall be born as the seventh month dies…
For the briefest of moments, a cold chill blew through the lounge of Potter Manor as Albus took a deep breath while Lily's hand trembled against her husband's shoulder; as for James, his face was like stone as he looked into the flickering flames that danced in the fireplace, his hand resting in a tense gesture against his lips in a thoughtful manner.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, James looked to Albus as he asked him, "Did anyone else hear this prophecy? Even accidentally?"
"I don't think so," replied Albus, earning a frown from James, "I ensured that no-one could get in or out magically while I was meeting with Sybil: afterwards, I helped her to a safe room and checked the area for evidence of eavesdroppers, but I found no-one."
"And…and…d-d-do you r-r-really think it…this prophecy re-refers to…to our baby?" asked Lily, tears now rolling down her face as Albus met her gaze, his expression solemn and pained as he nodded.
"Harry was born as the seventh month, July, died," explained the Headmaster, his voice laced with sorrow and guilt as well as pain for his two favourite students and the young boy whose birth he had witnessed and whose power he had sensed to be greater than any other before him.
Hence the reason why, two months before, he had met with James, learned of the fact that Harry was the true master-apparent of the Elder Wand and, at James' request, Albus had surrendered the wand to its rightful bearers, returning the legacy of the Peverells to Ignotus' heirs as well as ensuring the safety and security of a boy whom, one day, might indeed grow up to be the most-powerful sorcerer ever!
Maybe even more powerful than Albus himself.
To hear the fact and to realise that this same child might be in danger hurt Albus in a way that he had not been hurt since Arianna's death.
Taking a breath, Albus went on with the reasoning as he explained, "Given the specific details of the prophecy, I have it narrowed down to you or the Longbottoms as the ones mentioned, although given Harry's incredible strength, his feats from within the womb and his destiny as the true heir to the Master of Death, not to mention the fact that House Potter has defied all attempts for Voldemort to fall three times before now…then…and I hate to say it, my old friends…truly I do, but…"
"Our son is the Chosen One," mumbled James, earning a slow nod from Dumbledore as he asked, "So he's supposed to be Light's great champion, is that what you're saying?"
"It is."
Lifting his eyes, James' expression darkened as he snapped, "Bullshit!"
Albus' eyes widened while, at the same time, James snarled, "You spend all that time trying to get her to prove her claim and then, right when you feel you have to turn her down, she comes out with this prophecy claiming Voldemort's fall and that it's our son, whose birth was announced on the front page of the Prophet, who will be the Chosen One?"
Shaking his head, James rose from his seat as he added, "No, Albus! I refuse to let that bitch get her reward at the cost of having to hide my son away, rather than give him the life where he is safe, strong and loved by all, but no more than Lily and I."
"James," said Albus, his voice edged by a note of advisory emotion as he explained, "You said it yourself, my boy: Harry is incredibly powerful and destined for greatness, but if there was some way that I overlooked the security of my meeting…if Voldemort should, somehow, get wind of this…"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence!" spat James, his eyes almost flickering like sparks of lightning within his face as he snarled, "You have no right to come in here and dictate a world of what if's to me, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore! I'm not your student anymore, I am the Head of this family and I am telling you: get back to that fraud and make her prove herself true, but not at the cost of my son and heir…nor any of my family!"
As Lily and Albus stared in shock, James pointed a finger at the fireplace as he snapped, "Go on: get out!"
While Albus stared in horror, the fireplace reared up, pulling him away while James just turned and, falling into his chair, he put his head in his hands, he sobbed heavily while Lily, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, placed a soft kiss against his neck. "Oh…Merlin…forgive me, Lils," gasped James, lifting his head to meet her eyes as he asked, "What have I…"
Before he could finish his question, however, both him and Lily gasped when what could only be described as a flash of fire, similar to phoenix fire, lit up the space between James' legs.
When it died down, baby Harry was there, his eyes wide with fear and terror as he held his tiny hands out to James.
"Papa!" cried Harry, earning a gasp from Lily and James as the Potter Lord scooped his son and heir into his arms, his tears now joyful as he turned to his wife, who was smiling despite the fear she felt.
"I'm his first word!" cried James, placing kisses against his son's cheek as he laughed, "Suck on that, Padfoot!"
Even with James' attitude changed by the startling events of his son using Accidental Magic, Lily couldn't help but feel frightened for what they'd learned; as she looked at her family, the Potter Lady looked into the eyes of her lovingly-innocent son, the bright, crystalline emerald glow of his eyes filling her with strength that she had lost when she heard the prophecy from Albus' lips.
As she stared into those eyes, Lily put a hand on James' shoulder before, leaning in close, she whispered, "Jay…who are we to selfishly choose belief over our baby's life?"
James' eyes turned to his wife while baby Harry, still dressed in his little lion cub outfit, cuddled against his Father's neck and closed his eyes; at the same time, the Potter Lord then added, "I…I can't, Lil…what if we're wrong?"
"Well," said Lily, running a soft hand through the tips of her husband's shaggy, untameable head of hair as she kissed his cheek.
"What about our old place in Godric's Hollow?"
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One year.
That was how long passed since the fated night where Lily and James learned the supposedly-ill fate that would befall their only son from a man whom, as much as they wanted to trust him, they still kept at a distance as they tried to give Harry as normal a life as possible.
For Lily, this meant providing her son with so much love and care that it was almost-impossible for anyone to believe that anything bad could happen because of such a sweet and innocent little boy.
She took every opportunity to hear him laugh his beautiful laugh and, after speaking his first word – Papa – Lily bore witness to the smarts of her son: for someone that was a year old, Harry James Potter spoke like any other toddler, but he could also understand things no other child could.
For example, no other child could understand when their Mommy and Daddy needed some alone time and, instead of bothering his parents, baby Harry played quietly with his toys or just stared out of the window of his home with a curious look in his illuminating green eyes.
Similarly, no other child could respond to such dark emotions in the family neither: whenever Lily or James were sad, scared or even angry, they would find their son using his new power of phoenix-like teleportation to be in their arms, pleading with them not to cry or be mad before, almost like magic, they were much happier, especially when they started to hear him laugh.
When Harry turned one, Lily took a chance and gave her son a birthday bash where their friends and extended family met in a secure location.
During the party, Lily saw her son forming a bond of brotherhood with his honorary brother, Neville Longbottom that seemed to be recognised by magic, especially if the magical glow that surrounded both boys when they did so was anything to go on.
It was also during that party that Lily and James spoke about what they should do if the worst happened.
As they had learned, Harry wasn't the only one targeted by this so-called prophecy – which neither of them chose to believe in, yet they played their roles for the sake of their baby boy – as the child born at the end of the seventh month.
His quote-unquote brother, Neville, was also a possibility and so, over a few drinks, Lily, James, Frank and Alice made plans.
As the Secret Keeper, Sirius was allowed to be in on the plans while Remus offered what little help he could as did another couple of old friends of Lily and James' known as Pandora and Xenophilius Lovegood. Like the Potters and the Longbottoms, Pandora and Xenophilius had been blessed with a child of their own and, in the spirit of the friendship and companionship that Lily and Alice had shared with Pandora at Hogwarts, they agreed to include their friends in their plans.
It was also during that talk that James agreed with Lily and, subsequently, arranged an ironclad, magically-sworn betrothal contract between Harry and the Lovegoods' daughter, Luna.
As this was a contract sworn over magic, it meant that, if the worst did happen, the Lovegoods gained full, legal rights to Harry and were able to overrule any and all options for safe havens and raise Harry alongside Luna.
As for Neville, Frank and Alice explained to their friends that they were giving their son an open-ended contract that could be decided by him and him alone.
Not even the Minister or Dumbledore could overrule the magic of free will, especially towards ones' own family.
After the party was done and the final arrangements were made, the three families went their own ways with Lily and James vanishing back into hiding, the group of friends believing that all was well.
However, they couldn't have been more wrong if they tried…
Blimey, talk about mysterious, ominous and hopeful all at the same time: Lily and James are trying to do right by their son, but will it all pay off in the end?
Also, with our favourite underdog, as well as our lovable beauty of a blonde – yes, Luna will be in Harry's year, before anyone asks – eager to watch over him, will Harry be spared the horrors of Durzkaban?
Keep Reading to Find Out
Next Chapter: The dark night rises…but when all is said and done, something truly miraculous is left in its wake…however, before you go off celebrating, you, as well as our heroes, need to remember Rule One of Magic…
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AN: Portrayals of characters introduced in this chapter
Albus Dumbledore – Jude Law
James Potter – Paul Bettany
Lily Potter – Elizabeth Olsen
Frank Longbottom – Mark Wahlberg
Alice Longbottom – Olivia Colman
Pandora Lovegood – Tilda Swinton
