You know? Sometimes I really need to cut back on these pilots, because they when they pop into existence in my head and take over what should be saved for my ongoing series, it takes a toll on you, especially when you have people constantly asking you when the next chapter of [insert title here] is coming out. *Sigh*, but I digress.

But what is up party peeps? I have a new one for you guys. What is it? Well, if you read the title you would have seen that this is an HP/Avatar: TLA crossover pilot! Insert cheers! But there have been a few really good crossovers of this nature in the past, one of which I'm reading is called "Green Eyes & Fiendfyre" by Nefarious Matchbox (id: 11995624) which I found to be one of my favorites which is well made. Like most stories, mine included, it's got a few errors here and there but it is well paced and it is fully enjoyable.

So where am I going with this? Well, I want to throw my hat into the ring too. So, how is this going to work?

So, in most stories I do I have Harry taken away at a young age or discovered by someone; this time, I'm doing something different from what I've done before: reincarnation. Here's how it's going to go down: sometime after the Final Battle Harry dies and instead of moving on to the Great Beyond (Heaven, paradise, etc.) he is reincarnated into the son of a Fire Nation general/official and becomes friends with Zuko, Azula, Ty Lee, and Mai. He will not retain FULL memories of his past life but will have flashes which take a while for him to process that may range from memories to skills/technology and maybe even tactics that he's done or come into contact with.

Harry will be a fire bender with a green hued flame, similarly to how Azula has a blue hued flame when in her control. He will not have magic but will have a knowledge of it (once he learns of it from his memory flashes). He will not be portrayed as some kind of mega OP character that I've seen many do in many different crossovers both good and bad alike, but will be as realistic as I can make him, especially with this specific universe.

Now for pairings. Everything will be as it is in canon. Sokka with Suki, Aang with Katara, and Zuko with Mai (although I am thinking of a second HPxATLA that will mix that up, but I'll cover that when I do make that). Now there's one person that we never see outside of expanded material again in the realm of TV material and that's Azula. What am I getting at? An eventual Harry/Azula pairing. Hey! I thought it was interesting and would be quite the challenge, and based on her personality I was certainly right on that remark. Especially with her canon manipulative personality; definitely a challenge.

I thought it would be prudent to also mention that I'm not the first to publish this idea, however, I like to believe that I came up with it first on this site even though I have no way of proving it. …Wow, that sounds really pretentious. I apologize. This other fic that involves a Harry and Azula pairing (or at least strongly hints at it) is called "Emerald Fire" by Hellfire17 (id: 12471502). In my opinion, it's not bad, worth a look if you're interested.

Rating: I'd say T to T+ due to maybe some language and insinuations, especially if you know of the Joo Dee theory/conspiracy theory ([YouTube]watch?v=F-3KdFA4qvo for reference). Possibly some cutaway insinuations involving relationships between a duo, maybe even observations of a character's future… physique. I can though safely say that this pilot will more than likely won't go over a K+ to T rating just for this installment alone. In a full, future release it is possible that the T to T+ rating would apply.

I should also mention that this fic will primarily be a First-Person perspective fic from the eyes of a reincarnated Harry. Any Third Person perspectives will be from a narrator's perspective like I have done in many of my other fics both in this repository and in other works I've done on this site.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my copy of MS Word and my laptop. Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling and Avatar: The Last Airbender (or Avatar: The Legend of Aang in Europe) is owned by Nickelodeon. I only own original ideas. See the foreword for the full disclaimer.

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"Talking."

'Thinking.'

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One Harry Potter's life had certainly been an interesting one. "Interesting" was an understatement, but interesting none-the-less. He lived through the impossible, that being the Killing Curse. He lived through mentally abusive relatives. He survived a magic school where five of the seven years there was something related to Voldemort out to kill him. He would later graduate from Hogwarts to become a fairly successful Auror. He would even take some private cases off the clock to help out the little guy when it seemed like their problem was swept over due to other issues in the internal affairs of the Ministry. These people weren't overtly looked over, it just happened. And he decided that he would be the guy to help them out when possible. Sometimes these private cases carried over to his job where they became part of a larger case.

His career would come to a grinding halt when he would make an unscheduled visit to Hermione who had been working in the Department of Mysteries at the time to figure out the Veil of Death. Hermione's reasoning for looking into it was the Laws of Thermodynamics. Primarily that matter cannot be created nor destroyed. The thesis of her research was that the Veil acted like a portal, otherwise the soul would just be stripped away leaving a dead body on the other side. However, after liking back on Sirius's passing, there was never a body, he was just gone forever. If it weren't for the fact that he had friends and family (and other personal effects) it would have been like he never existed in the first place. This trip was where Harry made his biggest mistake, and it was innocuous. He tripped and fell into the Veil of Death.

That's right. Harry Potter, Master of Death, the Man-Who-Won, the Boy-Who-Lived, Auror Captain didn't meet his end at the hands of a dark wizard or witch after hours of pitched combat or old age. No. It was an untied shoe.

However, this wouldn't be the end of Harry Potter. No, Dumbledore was right when he said that death was just another step on next great adventure. Harry's life is about to get more… interesting.

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No one can really say where their life path will take them, not even for a single day. I can say that's pretty accurate. -Hari Xiao Long, personal journal. (1)

As far back as I can remember, I was always an… odd child. An interesting child. Or at least that's what my mother kept telling me. I will admit, there are times where I just feel more mature than other kids my age. I don't know why, but while they're dreaming of either being married to the crown Prince or princess, I'm trying to figure out what would be the most logical choice for my life. Here I am trying to plan out my entire life and I'm only eight years old.

Who am I? My name is Hari Xiao Long. There's a funny reason behind my name. You see, when I was born I was supposed to be named Haru after my grandfather, but the midwife wrote my name down wrong on the birth certificate as Hari. According to one of the servants who were there at the time, father was furious. However, my mother, being the unofficial politician that she was, told my father that she liked the name and that it had a ring to it for some reason.

My father is a strict man, and rightfully so. He's a general in the Imperial army of the Fire Nation. Well, when I was born he had just been promoted to be a general in the army. He wasn't home much, then again, the war with the rest of the world, primarily the Water Tribes and the Earth Kingdom, would tend to do that. But when he was home from whatever Spirits be damned deployment he was forced to take he tried to spend as much time as he could with my mother and I. He was never… affectionate in the conventional sense. He cared for both me and my mother, however, I think he kept his distance emotionally in the case that he died in the line of duty. Regardless, mother and I enjoyed his company when he was around.

Due to me being born into a very respected position in society, I never truly wanted for anything. If mother and I walked through town and I saw something I wanted, it was mine so long as it was reasonable; mother was quite strict on that. I was a well behaved and quiet child who was loyal to the Fire Nation and the Fire Lord. During the pledge to the Fire Lord and Fire Nation, something always rubbed me the wrong way about it; I never knew why, but it just didn't feel right. The wording and how it was presented. Father's pay from the military paid for our fairly large estate which was maintained by numerous man and maid servants who tended to us as well in the kitchens or in cleaning. However, mother believed that I should carry some form of responsibility and decided that I should have to clean up my bedroom whenever I made a mess, the maidservants weren't allowed to clean it, only me. Me being young at the time, obviously, I was a bit miffed about that, enough that I had a little… tantrum.

There was only one important thing to note about this tantrum. As I acted like a petulant child now that I look back on it, I let out a small stream of emerald colored fire. This obviously shocked my mother (not the tantrum part, as you might expect as parents had to deal with such things) and immediately informed my father. Very few fire benders had fire that was colored anything else other than red-orange. The only known person that did have hued fire was Princess Azula. From then on father hired a tutor who was sworn to secrecy about the hue of my fire; such rumors of this would cause undue attention brought to me, something that my family and I were not prepared for in the slightest. When it was to be revealed, it would be on our terms when we were ready.

Everything went well and good. My family life was stable, I had a mother and father that loved me dearly, and I had one or two friends from slightly lower but still high ranked families in town. However, that all changed with one little visit to the Fire Palace one midsummer's day with my father.

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Hari, 9 years old. 5 years before Avatar sightings.

Today was an abnormality. One could say that it was unexpected. Father decided to bring me to the Imperial Palace with my bodyguard. Apparently, he wanted me to see the interior of the palace along with interacting with some of the people inside as I was probably going to interact with on a regular basis as I got older and started looking for a wife, friends, or associates in those circles. High society types tended to group together and form alliances, even if they were just social alliances that had gatherings and parties. If there was one thing that mother had drilled into me, it was social etiquette for the upper echelons of Fire Nation society.

Mother had insisted on me wearing my best clothes when she heard that father was going to bring me to the palace. She too was shocked at this recent development. My father's excuse had been that he had been planning on spending some father-son time together with me, something that we rarely got time to do anyway. Apparently, he was going to take me to a tea house and play Pai Sho for a few hours while talking about things. The shop that he usually frequented when in town was on the other side of the upper-class part of town and the palace was right in the middle, making it an obvious stopping point as he did have military business to take care of.

The family carriage, which had its own dedicated driver, rolled down the capital streets towards the palace. My father was looking through a scroll. "Father, why do you have to go to the palace today?" I ask.

My father looks from the scroll and sighs. "Technically I'm not supposed to be telling anyone, but I'm supposed to be coordinating with several other generals, admirals, and a representative of the Fire Lord himself for this year's Fire Nation Day parade," my father answers.

I got excited at hearing that. Fire Nation Day was the day of the Summer Solstice when the power of Fire benders was amplified the greatest. It was also the day ninety-five years ago when Fire Lord Sozin began his campaign to unite the nations. Every year was a spectacle in the capital. Every shop closed except for owners that set up stands along the parade route to peddle their wares and festival foods for citizens to enjoy. There were foods that these stands only made twice a year, that being Fire Nation Day and the current Fire Lord's birthday. The parade usually consisted of parade floats made by citizens of the Fire Nation as well as the military. May saw the military displays as cheap recruitment opportunities, others saw it as being nationalistic. And a few others, a little of both.

But there was something about summer that always kept me in a bipolar state of emotion. I loved the absolute power that I felt this time of year. I felt energized, alert, active. Alive. But at the same time, I felt a sense of depression and loneliness. I never knew why or for what reason. There had been times where I had nightmares of being trapped in a small, dark room with a small door that would not open no matter how much I pounded on it or shouted for help. There had been many times where I woke up screaming only to be comforted by mother. This small room evoked feelings of loneliness and despair. And for some reason, it was the Summer season that brought those feelings to the forefront of my mind. The ironic opposite happened during the Winter Solstice where I felt happy when there weren't any holidays that were widely celebrated (2). It was… odd.

"Wow!" I exclaimed in excitement.

Father chuckled with a small wry grin. "Indeed. And since I'm involved you and your mother will be able to sit in the VIP seats which are much closer to the Fire Lord," he replied.

My eyes widened. Normally, those who had the coin tried to sit as close as they could to the Royal Family, as doing such was a statement of status. Very few were allowed within the VIP seats as they were reserved for special people who the Fire Lord allowed to be near him and his family. This was a great honor that my family was receiving.

"But remember, you can't tell anyone, it's our little secret," he chided, placing a finger to his lips to feign silence. I only nodded enthusiastically in acknowledgment. "Good." The rest of the ride to the palace was uneventful, silent even. When we arrived, the carriage stopped and the door was opened by the driver of our carriage. Standing outside were several royal guards standing at attention in two rows on either side of the carriage. My father looked down to me and whispered, "Remember, be on your best behavior." I nod quickly. "Good. Now, stay close to me and don't wander off." Once more I nod.

We walked with my bodyguard in tow to the main public area of the palace, the area that most people saw when they were summoned. An officer of the Fire Nation walked up to my father and said in the whiniest tone possible, "General, I hope you are aware that children aren't allowed in the meeting."

My father bowed and gestured for me to do the same. "Minister," my father replied respectfully, "of course I know this. My son is of course not allowed in the meeting. As we have an appointment at another event after this, I hope it is no bother that my son and his bodyguard view the royal gardens, so long as he behaves himself?"

The minister seemed to run the question through his mind before he hastily replied, "Of course, if he can behave himself." Father nodded towards me. "Come, or we will be late," the minister said to father before they started to walk off further into the palace.

The doors closed and my bodyguard said to me, "Come, young master. The gardens are this way."

He led me through the open layout of the architecture with a familiarity that one would only see if they had been there before. I filed that away for later. Eventually, to what seemed like forever for me, we arrived at the gardens. My eyes widened in wonder as I saw the beautiful garden. It was meticulously maintained with a sense of passion not seen in many people, something that echoed something familiar in the back of my mind. There were plenty of plants and flowers that I recognized that were in our garden at home, but there were also plants, trees, and flowers that I didn't recognize at all.

I walked closer to one of the flowers and leaned in. I had long learned of the concept of looking but not touching. After all, mother took care of her own small garden that only she touched and no one else was allowed to. Everyone who visited was encouraged to look, but never to touch them; especially since some of the plants were poisonous.

I was completely engrossed by the garden as I didn't hear someone approaching me. "What are you doing here?" a young, haughty girl's voice asked me.

I whipped around to see a girl roughly the same age as me. She has golden-yellow eyes, black hair, and a fair skin tone. The high cheek bones and heart-shaped face implies a higher class standing. It was then I realized her attire. It is meticulously clean and designed using the highest quality fabrics that surpass even the ones that my family wore. Her hair was tied up in a bun-knot which is topped off with a golden headpiece which prominently displays a single lick of flame with a copper-gold color. I immediately knew who this was; this was Fire Lord Ozai's daughter Azula. There had been several rumors about her, although those were at the back of my mind in this moment.

However, my bodyguard was the first to speak. "Your grace, we were just viewing the gardens while my employer, my charge's father, completes a piece of business with your father's representative," he explained.

She studied both of us with scrutiny. "Mind your manners, young lady," an older woman chidingly said from behind the Fire Nation Princess. A woman just as well dressed as the girl who had a boy a few years older than I standing close by her. It was easy to tell by the relation that this girl was her daughter (and the boy her son), therefore this was the wife of the Fire Lord. "All visitors to the palace are allowed to view the garden."

Both my bodyguard and I bowed to the woman. "Thank you, your grace, for your hospitality."

"But of course, beauty such as this shouldn't be hoarded and kept away from everyone who may be able to appreciate it," she commented with a sense of natural regality. She looked at me with a tender gaze and knelt down slightly to slightly lower herself to my height. "And what's your name?" she asked with a gentle smile.

"H-Hari Xiao Long," I reply with a slight stutter, only because this was the most powerful woman in the Fire Nation.

"That's a very nice name. This is my son, Zuko," she gestured to the boy at her side, "and this is my daughter, Azula," she gestured to the girl standing in front of me. "I assume you're enjoying the garden?"

I nod enthusiastically. "It's very beautiful."

She laughed softly. It was like the sound of angels themselves. "I'm glad that you think it is. I had a lot of sway in what got planted."

My bodyguard then spoke up, "Your highnesses, if we're bothering you and your children, we can leave."

She waved a hand at both of us, him primarily. "It is no bother at all. It's good for my children to interact with others their age." Her children looked at her as if she had grown a second head, especially Azula. "What are you waiting for? Interact," she calmly and kindly commanded with a smile.

This certainly got interesting.

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It was several hours later when my father emerged from the meeting and saw me in the garden interacting with both the crown prince and princess. See: talking. To say that he was surprised would be an understatement. Well, he was more surprised at what he stumbled upon us doing. I was picking off apples set on a very low wall using fire bending, but instead of using katas that many others used when attacking or defending. I stood with my arm outstretched and my hand with the index finger pointed at the apple while my thumb was pointed upward. I shot out a small green colored firebolt from the tip of my index finger and jerked my wrist upward as it left with a verbal 'bang' being said from my lips (3).

The bolt flew straight and true and cored the apple with precision. It toppled off the wall and Azula clapped in amusement. It was then father stated that we needed to leave now in order to keep our reservation at the tea house. I gave my goodbyes, and surprisingly Azula said she'll see me soon. Both father and I were slightly confused at that specific statement.

We entered the carriage and the first few minutes of the ride were deathly silent, like my father was unsure what to really say to me. Finally, he asked, "Did you have a good time?"

"Yes," I meekly replied.

"Did you show off your bending or were you asked to?" father still looked straight ahead.

"No?" I unsurely replied.

"Elaborate," he ordered.

I shuffled uncomfortably. "Well, we were introduced by Lady Ursa and were told to interact with each other so we started talking. We came to the topic of bending and I said that I could. The princess demanded that I show her like she didn't believe me. You showed up just as I finished demonstrating that I can fire bend."

Father sighed, but more out of annoyance than frustration or relief. "It seems as though the princess has taking a liking to you."

"She has?" I ask in confusion.

"Yes, but whether that is a good or bad thing is yet to be seen."

"What do you mean?"

"It's no secret that the Fire Lord favors his daughter much more than his son, despite him being older. If she intends to add you to her inner circle you need to be careful."

"Careful?"

"Yes, when it comes to the royal family, you have to be very careful about who you trust and what you say. It would kill your mother and I if something happened to you because of carelessness."

My head drooped. "I understand."

"I don't know if you do, however, that is something that you must learn. Hopefully, I can help prepare you for the inevitable politics you will be involved in whether you want it or not."

"Thank you, father."

"Anything for you, my son."

The rest of the carriage ride was silent. Outside I can hear other carriages being ridden by the wealthy as well as stall vendors peddling their wares. Once we arrived at the tea house the door to the carriage opened and I saw the visage of my favorite place outside our own home. The tea house was a two-floor building with ornaments that signified its prestige in the community. That being that they had the best quality tea from all around the world. They had tea that they had imported from various kingdoms and nations around the world, either through trade or through independent farmers who worked those specific lands; like in the case of territory conquered by the Fire Nation in the Earth Kingdom. This tea house only served the best tea and only to clientele who were able to pay for it. There were even rumors of them having… other services as long as you had the coin for it. However, that was only rumor and hearsay.

We walked inside the ornamented building which prominently displayed Fire Nation décor like the flag near the entrance as well as busts of past and present Fire Lords as well as wealthy benefactors that were considered patrons, each of these busts with a plaque beneath them describing that. There was even a wall of anonymous benefactors that donated money but did not want to be known as they valued their privacy.

The receptionist stood at a podium-style desk that sat in between two doors that had a piece of cloth covering it. She wore what was considered normal for hostesses, a robe with a sash at the waist that helped accentuate her curves as well a slight exposing of the breasts. Not much, but enough for customers to leave a larger tip than they probably normally would at other establishments.

She bowed to them slightly as if greeting the Fire Lord or members of his family themselves. "Welcome to our establishment, honored guests. Do you have a reservation?" she asked in a polite, pleasant tone.

"We do," father replied. "General Xiao Long plus one."

She looked in the book on her podium. "Ah yes, here you are." She seemed to pause for a moment. "Unfortunately, it seems as though we have overbooked for today. Would it be too much of a bother to share a table with another patron?"

Father looked to me for input. I didn't show any form of disappointment. After all, I did come here for the tea. "That is fine."

She walks towards the door. "Follow me, please." We walked through the tea house to see the more public tables all full with various types ranging from officers to low-level politicians all sharing cups of tea. It wouldn't be surprising if business deals were taking place at this time as well. We entered the second level of the house where all the private suites were. We entered and there was no one at the table. We took a seat and the hostess said, "A server will be with you momentarily to take your orders." And with that, she left.

A few minutes passed and in walked the most unexpected person that even father didn't expect. "General Iroh," father greeted, standing up at attention, "it is an honor to sit at your table."

The older man laughed, "It's former general. And it is always a pleasure to sit with others to have tea." He looked to me and asked, "And what is your name?"

"I'm Hari," I introduced myself.

"Well, greetings Hari and you are both welcome to sit at my table," he replied with a sincere, welcoming smile.

Well, this day just keeps getting more and more interesting.

To be continued…?

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And there we go. Another pilot down. This one has been sitting on my HHD for a while and it's nice to finally get it done. And before I get started on general notes, I do have a few numbered notes, but not many, to address.

1. This is a paraphrasing of a journal entry from Thrawn's journal from the novel "Thrawn". It's a good read, I would highly recommend it.

2. This is the first time that Hari gets slight visions from his past life, that being of his crappy childhood where the summers were filled with general crap, but the winters filled with joy because of Christmas activities with his friends. I guess this gives him a sense of duality. He feels physically powerful, yet mentally weak in the summer, but feels physically weak, but mentally strong in the winter. An interesting thought.

3. If you want a visual reference, google image search "Spike Cowboy Bebop". Specifically, the pose I'm trying to describe is his finger-gun pose. This once more bringing back memories of Muggle weaponry and how they were used, like Harry would have seen in movies and cartoons (like Cowboy Bebop). Although, this is more from muscle memory rather than an actual memory.

So, what do I intend to accomplish in this fic? Well, I want to explore how interactions with Zuko and Azula have on Hari as well as the reverse. Would this impact the craziness that Azula presents in canon or would she be less crazy than when we see her in the final episodes where she pretty much snaps? (Although, I'm privy to think that was the influence of Sozin's Comet on her as all that power all at once would cause cracks in even the sanest person.) Would Zuko still have his outburst that gets him banished? Probably, but at least maybe it will be a little more logically sound as to why other than just wasted lives. How will Hari interact with Team Avatar as well as how they're trying to destroy the Fire Nation's progress while at the same time trying to stop the war entirely?

All these things and more I have to plan for and explore multiple different options as the role that Harry would play would be more of an anti-hero rather than a straight up hero or villain. After all, Mai is like that as she does let Zuko and friends go at the expense of her own freedom; she is an antagonist, but not a villain like the Fire Lord or Azula are in comparison. I'd have to balance the ideologies that Harry had before his rebirth as well as the loyalties that he now has afterward. All in all, it will be a very interesting time writing this story, should I continue that, that is.

But what do you all think? Was this interesting? Would you want to see this continue? Let me know in the review section down below.

But that's all I have for now, hopefully, I'll see you guys all next installment in whatever I do next.