Lord of the Dead.
As Harry opened the door he felt waves of anger emanating from the other side. Behind the door stood what comes to mind when you think of a lawyer: tall, pale skin, greasy slicked back hair with white at the temple and narrow snake like eyes, he was wearing what appeared to be an expensive ensemble three piece suit of blood red with dark red leather shoes. Harry took this all in a matter of a second and within the next he left backwards avoiding a taloned hand that was transformed from a well manicured hand.
As Harry leapt back 10 feet the man seemed to appear within 2 feet of Harry swiping down with his talons. Harry flashed to the left wall and shot a vicious bolt of emerald lightening at the monster on disguise. The monster dodged with almost neglectful grace and drew a whip of fire from behind his back which reminded Harry that he may need to invest in a weapon and possibly lessons on how to use same weapon.
As Harry dodged the whip and grabbed the closest thing to him which just happened to be a broom he almost facepalmed when he realized what he had in his hand. As the monster stopped and looked incredulously at the broom the broke out laughing and then shrugged which released giant leathery bat winga from his back and flew the distance between them however Harry already planned ahead and flashed to the ceiling halfway between them and used the broom he briefly infused with divine energy to smack the monster who he was currently above square between the eyes.
The monster let out a howling scream that was less screaming and more a hissing howland flew backwards into a wall that Harry freshly painted. Harry's Godscope informed that he needed to kill the monster or else it would harm and possibly kill an innocent so Harry flashed over the monster and was about to stab it with the handle when he saw and felt the shadows cover him and move dragging him downwards.
When the shadows finally left Harry felt as if someone walked over his grave. The hairs at the back of his head stood up and goosebumps covered both his arms. When he looked around he found he was in a room made of obsidian with skeletal guards from different periods of history. The fire that burnt in braziers were a cold blue, there were different carvings of people dying in horrible ways combined with the general chill in the air Harry felt as though he had died.
"You are not far off Harken Potter." Said a low but loud voice that reminded Harry of the tolling of bells at a funeral.
As Harry looked behind him he froze and dropped the broom that had laid forgotten in his hands for behind him sat a perfect depiction of death. The being behind him was at least 20 feet tall clothed in a dark robe that briefly showed skeletal faces in agony. The being had skeletal hands with several gold ringsnwith different coloured gems, the being also wore a giant crown of golden fingers that had gems as fingernails. The face was that of a stoic skull with golden
markings printed across the face, the eyes of the skull had deep shadows that seemed to draw the life out of the very air around them, what little was left anyway.
After his dumbfoundedness his Godscope chimed, 'Behold Hades, God of the Underworld and Riches. The Silent One, Master of the Kindly Ones.'
As Harry heard this he practically fell into a bow with his head as low as he could get. After a some seconds he heard,
"Rise Harken."
As Harry looked up he found that the intimidating figure was replaced with what one would imagine when you think of a member of a heavy rock group. He had a black and silver headband wrapped around his head, long jet black hair, was pale and had deep black eyes. He wore a several silver chains around his neck and had silver skull earrings. He had on 3 silver rings and wore a tight black shirt with a heavy leather jacket and had ripped skinny black jeans. He also wore heavy combat boots that had seemed to constantly give off a wispy black smoke. In his hands there was an electric guitar that he was tuning and strumming different chords that seemed to sound like the people screaming.
As Harry blinked and wondered when Hades had time to change Hades responded, "I was already wearing this when you came down however because this was the first time you were seeing death you saw my godly form first. Now that you have looked upon death you will no longer see me in that form again unless I want you to. Also you should see about shielding your thoughts or at least your surface thoughts and not practically shouting it for all pyshicly gifted to hear."
After hearing that Harry used his Godscope to protect his mind behind from telepathicly broadcasting his thoughts.
" Seeing as how that's done what I actually sent for you is because it has come to my attention that you were encroaching on my domain of the dead and souls." Here Hades lent forward and the light on the throne room was drastically dimmed. Harry broke out into a old sweat and responded haltingly, " S-s-sorry sir. I didn-" " That's great!" " Huh" " You took some load off my back and 3 less souls to worry about." " But sir wasn't there 5 dead souls?" " Yes there were however the didn't belong to our pantheon. One was Egyptian and the other Jewish." " Wait so there are other pantheons separate from our own?!" " Yes they are."
Hades then went on to list some of the other pantheons and how they shared the different souls that died. All this absolutely boggled Harry's mind and to find out the different customs of each was a mind expanding experience for him. However one question found itself to the forefront of his mind and he asked Hades, "So how did I lessen the workload for you sir?" "Well you found souls that would usually take months if not years to find and by that time they would have caused how much trouble and problems for the living by becoming restless, you can squash that. You also seemed to help find their correct afterlife instinctively without the need to go over every moment of their life so they hopefully won't clog up my line further. So with that in mind I grant you 300 blessings 100 each for each soul that you sent for here. And the other two that you sent their respective handlers sends their thanks in drachmas approximately 20 each."
300 blessings and 41 drachmas received.
Harry bowed and said in shock, "Thank you sir."
As Harry was about to flash out he was wondering what in the world just happened.
~H~ A few weeks later England
Neville Longbottom was almost what his community called a squib as far as they knew anyway. What they didn't know was that he had an extremely strong magical core and nigh godlike greenthumb, he wasn't like Merlin incarnate buy he would be able to hold his own in a fair fight. However that is a long way off, now he's just an insecure, shy and forgetful young boy. Which was how he and his grandmother was currently in Diagon Alley purchasing his school supplies before the rush in which inevitably Neville would get lost and forge what he was doing.
On their way to Gringotts they passed a man who was preaching with ,a painting of a figure behind him set up for all to see, that he was saved while astral projecting by a mysterious figure who had a crown of lightning, had eyes the colour of the Floor network and gave off gold mist. The man was energetic in his description and subsequent praise of the figure. Most of the people around him were snickering to themselves but man didn't seem to care. However Neville had stopped and looked at the painting of the mysterious figure being drawn in by the familiarity of the picture, unbeknownst to him his grandmother had walked on ahead of him without realizing that he had stopped.
As Neville slowly but surely walked closer the sides overhead suddenly darkened to the concern of some of the patrons of the alley. As Neville was gazing at the painting and feeling for the first in his admittedly short life that he found the answer to a question he didn't know he had he felt Trevor jump out of his pocket and jump forward into a small dish that he didn't see before as he
was about to apologize amd collect his toad a gigantic bolt of emerald lightening struck the bowl and his toad.
However it didn't just do a short strike it actually continuously struck without faltering and lifted his toad out of the bowl. The other people in the alley had fled back but Neville and the preaching guy who had fallen into bowing position on his knees. After what felt like 10 seconds but was actually 10 minutes the lightning stopped and Trevor dropped to the ground however as Neville was about to scoop up his toad an older Aurora came and roughly pushed him out the way and as he hit the ground he let out a short cry of pain.
His grandmother who heard amd saw what happened after she realized that he wasn't with her and came to get him was about to draw her wand and curse the ignorant fool who hurt her grandson to Hades and back but she didn't have to ofr Trevor who recognized Neville as the boy who took care of him for 3 years and Trevor was playing hide and seek with everyday had been hurt and he got angry.
However the anger that Trevor felt didn't just make him swell up, it made him grow larger to the size of a fully grown bear and had orange eyes. Trevor also grew metal like plates along his back and horns onnhis head. All in all a fairly terrifying sight.