I Don't Own Harry Potter
So this is going to be a bit weird, I'm posting this as it's own story, but I'll also be putting this first one at the very end of I'm Not a Sociopath as well, so people who have read this story can know about these, but I probably won't be posting any of the following ones on the already finished story, so take that as you will.
This... isn't really a sequel or a continuation to I'm not a Sociopath, and might be able to be read without reading that story, though I really wouldn't recommend it because it was be hella confusing, but I've been getting back into Harry Potter stories recently and wanted to write some things in the world setting again, but didn't want to start from the ground up again for a new story, but didn't want to write some cross-over sequel that I wasn't that interested in writing for.
So the compromise was this, a series of one-offs in the same world as I'm not a Sociopath where I could go back and do things that I think would be fun to write about, like exploring what-if ideas that I had, different character's perspective's during Kyu's time in Hogwarts, and things the cast has done after the story ended. As well as letting me have more fun with the themes, because Socio was very moody and any and all humor came from Kyu being a shit more than actual jokes being said with attempts to being funny, so this lets me bend the genre a bit so I can go antsy to funny to adventure without having to worry about whiplash and pacing.
I'll probably be posting these in really weird orders, so if the next one says Plot idea #10 or something then you know why. I'm just posting these as I like.
It'll let me just write for it whenever I'm interested without any real need to continue it, it's a story that can be ended at any chapter.
Plot Idea #1: What happened a year after?
Chapter 1: The year after the ending
Introductions I guess, if you don't know me or my edgy and angst filled 'story', then your going to be very lost. But to paraphrase... I'm a guy who was sent to the world of Harry Potter without nothing but his wit and talent... and extreme obsessives tendencies... and hyperfocus issues... some sociopathic tendencies, extreme insomnia, trust issues, etc. Among other things of course, but to get the point across, I arrived, I was suddenly eleven again, and I decided fuck that and became a badass, ending up being the main character after a while, got confused for a god a few times, became sort of a dark lord, managed to become a voice for the vampires, figured out immortality, and killed Voldemort mostly through the power of pure spite and stubbornness fueled by six years of repressed trauma.
I also have a really stupid name because of course I do. It's Kyu Malo if your wondering. Yeah, that's my name now, in the middle of Europe... I can't believe I picked it either.
Anyways, onto the one off.
My mind has mostly sorted itself out in the last year. It took longer than I would like to admit to find the proper balance to my own self between the sociopath I had emulated and the original me. The main problem was trying to figure out who I was before this. I remember it all of course, but it's distant, from the years of jamming as much knowledge as I could into my mind.
Put into the fact that I've never been really all that good at emotions, even my own to be honest with myself, and it's been an interesting puzzle to solve, and most certainly an incredibly frustrating one as well. In the end I think I've managed something, but you can't just force a personality to become what you are, I mean you can but it takes time, years of effort. I'm kind of an expert on that one.
I quickly learned that it would be hard if not impossible to break my body language habits over the course of months of trying to self correct, so I left them be. I don't care what others think about how I stand or about my blank expressions, not to mention when I tried to be expressive it just was uncomfortable for everyone I knew and for myself as well.
So that stayed the same, and my mind has mostly sorted itself out over time. It isn't healthy but I'm not instantly ignoring every emotional impulse now in favor of doing the most effective and direct thing to further my goals. It helped that I don't really have any goals at the moment, well, more like I haven't had a goal in almost a full year now.
Though of course that's not to say I haven't gotten up to a few things. About half of which weren't my fault of course. These are a few of them.
"Come on already slow poke!" I growled to myself as I spirited down the street, glaring my annoyance at Eliza as she ran down the road with an item in her hand that was currently the reason I was being chased by an alarming amount of men with guns. I don't particularly like guns, especially when they're being aimed at me, and I dislike them even more when I'm surrounded nonmagical people. At least those idiots behind me can't just open fire but god damn it Eliza, who in their right mind pisses off the fucking Italian mafia?
As I ran around a number of strangers, all of which were looking at us in confusion, I made sure to throw Eliza through a wall after this is over, because she has a very unfair advantage in this, she's not a human, nor does she even need to breath while my sides were burning as we ran through the contrastly hot air of summer. After a long moment, I growl as I watched as Eliza ducked into an alleyway, she better have a plan because she can't use magic during the day, and because she was so far ahead of me, I couldn't even teleport away with her, least of all with so much attention on me.
Sicily, it was suppose to just be a stop on the way back up to England, I just wanted to try some of the things I had heard about from some people I had met in Greece, on a side note, knowing Greek has helped me more than you would think. I would like to say knowing Italian would have also helped me out but so fair all it's done is translate all the death threats I'm hearing from behind me so I haven't gotten much use from the language.
Turning the corner, I noted that Eliza was smiling at me from the other side of a chain link fence. I wanted to sigh but my lungs didn't have the air for it so instead I glared at her as I rushed up to the fence before scaling up the side of it only for a hand to grab onto my jacket right as I was about to fall to the other side. Beyond done with this at this point, I looked down at the man and glared down at him and in that moment he screamed out in pain as he let go as I fell down roughly on my sore legs before powering on and rushed out of the alley behind Eliza.
"For a god you sure are slow" I gave her a tired look, which she didn't seem to bother to look abashed at. She never does, I think she takes my ability to not die as she can do whatever and I'll be just fine. I mean she was right but that doesn't change the fact that I was really tired at the moment, and everything was kind of spinning as well, mostly because I haven't slept in like five days and I just ran basically a marathon.
"You're a vampire, you don't get tired from stuff like this, you don't even need to breath, I on the other hand have a seventeen year old human body that I have to deal with" She just pouted like I was ruining her fun, well good, I'm the one that's having to deal with her shit. Honestly, I'm just glad I'm in shape otherwise I would have to use magic, well more obvious magics, to get out of that and then I would have to deal with the magical government here in Sicily which would just be a pain in the ass.
"You're no fun, sides, you nearly eighteen" I rolled my eyes at that as I pulled the bits of hair that had fallen out of the hair band out of my face, before deciding to just pull the band out as I let my only now semi-long hair drape against my back before redoing it so it wasn't clinging to the sweat on the back of my neck. It's the middle of summer at the moment which wouldn't have been to bad but a heat wave was coming through and I had gotten very use to how cold it was in Britain, so this wasn't really pleasant to be out in, doubly so after so much running.
"No I am not, which might be because you decided that the best thing to do while I was enjoying a frankly nice cup of coffee in the middle of a bar was to rob a high ranking mob boss, which led us to being chased for the last half an hour through Palermo" Not to mention I didn't even get to finish my coffee. Eliza didn't seem to care as she just crossed her arms and said in a defensive voice.
"If you didn't want me to do anything then why did you tell me who he was?" I am a master of facial control and body language, I've spent seven years straight meticulously controlling every single action I've made in front of people to make sure they've always been under the assumptions I wanted them to be, broke through the imperius curse through sheer will power on my first try, and I've played mind games with some of the most talented spy masters in the entire wizarding world and won. So when I say this was one of the hardest things I've ever done to withhold the urge to face palm, do know that I meant it.
"Did you perhaps consider the reason why I told you that was so you wouldn't do anything idiotic?" She smiled at that and I already knew how she was going to answer, doesn't change the great urge to face palm that came from her saying to me without remorse.
"Of course! But that sounded like the boring option" I knew she was going to say that, so why did I ask? After a long moment I let a small smile slip on my face as a soft huff of a laugh came from me as I looked up at the air. I still wasn't use to conveying my emotions, so long of repressing and controlling them has led to that, it's why this very long vacation has been good for me, it's allowed me to just do some stupid shit, without really thinking about it. Usually it was Eliza doing the stupid shit but I didn't mind.
"I guess it would have been. What are you planning on doing with that book" She seemed to think about it for a moment but I knew what she was going to do with it, it was painfully obvious. I wonder how many gang wars this makes that I've some how fallen in the middle of.
"I think I'm going to turn it into the police here" Eliza surprisingly had a strong moral compass for being the most chaotic person I know. It's what led her to the job she has now, acting as an information broker and a blood trader for the other vampires in most of Europe, she likes helping people. And honestly, I think it's been good that I've spent so much time around someone like that... It took a while to realize that I kind of forgot what it's like to do something for a stranger without expecting something in return at some point.
"We can mail it to them in a bit, I'll write a note on it to explain what it is then we can leave. I don't want to be around here when the chaos breaks out" She pouted at that but I wasn't backing down from that. It has been a long time, almost six months since I've been home last, and if I'm being honest with myself, I've missed the others. Image that, the cold blooded, genius, immortal, sociopath was missing his friends, but I didn't care about that. I've gone from seeing them everyday for what was basically seven years to over half a year without contact.
"Fine! But wouldn't it be fun if we did something similar to what we did in Russia?" Oh god, I would say I have nightmares about that but I don't sleep enough to get nightmares so that would just be a lie, but I can say is I remember our time in Russia much differently than she does. I swear I do not want to know what she did to manage it nor how she got that bear in that bar.
"Yeah no. Come on, let's get this over with quickly" She just rolled her eyes as I held my hand out for her to grab onto. As she did I frowned just a tad to myself at the touch before I pulled her along into another side alley a little bit away from the one we had been chased from before we both vanished with the sound of a pop accompanying our disappearance act.
"Mate!" I gave Blaise a nod as I walked into his house as I looked around for a moment. It was practically a manor but he didn't like it being called that because it wasn't as big as his mom's place, which I figured was an idiotic reason but didn't care enough to tell him.
"Hey, long time no see" He just gave me a smile as he rolled his eyes at my lack of enthusiasm at our minor reunion, automatically moving back just enough to give me some space, as he continued to move, still guiding me off of the main entrance just a bit. I will admit to myself that it was nice to see the man that was practically my younger brother in all but blood, not that blood really matters.
"Hey yourself, you should have let me know that you were back in town, me and Daphne would have fixed something up" What that meant was he would have had his house elf make something, I think her names Nipmy or something. I didn't mind, I think house elves are neat creatures and useful when your lazy but a meal wasn't exactly what I was looking for at the moment, hence the unannounced arrival, but he didn't have to know that when I can mess with him.
"I am letting you know I'm back in town, it's why I'm here. I though that would have been self explanatory really" He glared at me for a moment before it broke into a somewhat fond grin as he waved for me to follow him as he called out to other inhabitant of the house.
"Daph, guess who decided to grace us with his presence?" They had been living together for a few months now, ten if I have my dates right, I had helped them get a hold of this place for a reasonable cost. It helps when everyone bends over backwards to please you, one of the few times that me killing off that annoying snake man came to help me in terms of the annoying fame that came from it. Though my focus wasn't on that at the moment as I noted something as Blaise had called out to his girlfriend.
"When's the wedding?" He blinked before looking back at me for a moment before sighing like he was disappointed, I just shrugged before motioning to the ring on his left ring finger. It was clearly an engagement ring. I would know, I've made a weird amount of jewelry in my time, most of which I'm wearing at the moment, in terms of four silver metal bracelets on my arms, a set of gold ear rings and a number of rings.
"Damn it, we wanted to surprise you" I gave him a raised eyebrow at that and faintly noted the familiar sounding step cycle of a certain female which sounded to be coming down the stairs behind me, it's been a while, I would be surprised that I can still recognize her based on how she walks but I've been doing that for years now out of very well placed paranoia.
"You have your ring on, you weren't trying that hard, besides I figured you two would have gotten married right out of Hogwarts, so honestly this isn't a surprise, at all" Blaise just huffed at that, annoyed at that I was doing that, 'I'm smarter than you times ten look' something Eliza says I do a lot, but then again she said that to be when my face was in it's resting position, and since she was very drunk at the time, I'm not entirely sure if she was horribly flirting or not at the time. It was kind of gross either way.
"You could at least congratulate us instead of telling us that we took to long, otherwise you might start to sound like my fiance's mother" Yeah that does sound like something Astira would say, right after complaining about how Blaise wasn't in fact with me just to make him get flustered, though sadly that hasn't worked in a long while, I think the two of us over used doing that to the point he's gotten mostly immune to it. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.
"Oh right, congratulations I guess" Daphne huff at my half hearted congrats, but Blaise just shook his head like he was expecting that. I don't know, I just felt more comfortable with acting emotionally unaware, maybe it's a coping mechanism or something to me so I don't have to deal with most of the trauma I most certainly have. I know it isn't healthy, and for once I didn't accept it just because, I was working to get better, it's why I've spent so much time with Eliza, but this is still just my default, it might always be.
"I expected that, still, I'm glad your back mate, almost just in time to. I've been meaning to ask, and you better not say no, but would you be my best man for the wedding?" My immediate answer was to tell him to get Theo to do it instead, but that's because I'm not a fan of formal events, or suits, or large groups of people, or the dancing usually involved, or a number of other things. But after half a second of reflection, I gave myself an internal sigh before saying.
"Alright sure" He looked ready to say something to try and stop me from saying no that he actually looked a bit stunned that I agreed without any prodding. That was made even more clear when he changed course and said.
"Really?!" Even Daphne looked a bit shocked at how quickly I said yes to that, it was hurtful, if I cared that is, but since I don't, it wasn't. Not even a little bit... Ok it kind of stung, but come on, even I did act that dense right?
"Yes, I don't see why that's confusing" He glared at me for that before looking away for a moment before looking back and said.
"You hate stuff like this, I remember the Yule Ball, Theo had to practically drag you to do anything at all besides stand around and you looked like you wanted to stab someone at the end with how many people tried to talk to you" That's right, I really didn't like that ball, or the things that happened after it as well, but that's mostly because of the torture for the latter parts of that year.
"So? I might not really understand the emotions you two share but I do know that this is important to you. If it causes me slight discomfort for a few hours for the two of you to have a very happy and peaceful day then I don't particularly mind" I would do a lot worse to be honest. Hell, if I am being honest, I would die for them, hell I have died for Blaise already. It's a part of myself that I haven't really fully took stock in for a long while, my protectiveness to the few I actually like. I still remember back a few years ago when Theo got attacked, those idiots were with the nurse for over a month. I think, at least that's how long they had been absent from classes.
"Thanks, he was more nervous than you'd think to get you to agree to it" Blaise looked betrayed but at least Daphne was nice enough to give him a smile back like he should know better than to complain. Half a decade give or take of them being together and I still am unsure which one would have the proverbial pants in their relationship. To be fair I don't really care much to look into it, nor do I know much about romantic relationships to know what to look for to start with.
"I'm guessing that Tracey is your maid of honor then? You should get Theo to be one of the bridesmaids so he doesn't feel left out" Both of them laughed at that but I could see him agreeing to it for the hell of it. I mean, wizard and witch culture is weird in it's fashion sense, as in it's basically the same for all genders, and by that I mean everyone wears robes which I am fully comfortable with calling conservative dresses. So if that's the style they're going for, and since they're both purebloods it will be, then Theo wouldn't actually look to out of place as a bridesmaid, plus it would be hilarious.
"I'll be sure to ask him but I think my sister might fight for that role" Oh right, Astoria, her sister, I nearly forgot about her, which is interesting since I remember when I spent a full day working and planning out that girls protection when she was just a first year. God that was years ago, it's reminders like that which make my eighteen year old self feel weirdly old, among other things. Then again, I was old, so there's that.
"Is it a magic thing where you can only have one? From my understanding you could have a few" Blaise rolled his eyes at that which told me all I needed to know on that, though to be fair I might even be wrong about the nonmagical weddings doing something like that. I've been to very few in my life, only one in this one, in which I got Bill and Fleur a nice gift, but barely paid attention to the actual event itself. I mostly stuck around for the free food to be honest.
"We could but I was already planning on having my mother as one as well. That way it would be seven, you the best man, me and Blaise, the two bridesmaids, the officiator, and the maid of honor. Seven's a magical number and said to give luck to marriage" Interesting, with that information in mind, I noted that I was putting a lot more thought into this than I really should be for something I only cared about because they did, and yet I still said out loud.
"I'm technically ordained" Both turned to look at me in surprise and a mix of shock at that which I feel was completely reasonable as such a thing really did come out of no where. But a year and a half with Eliza mean's I've been in some interesting situations, and let's say Eliza was very into the idea of getting married after one night in Vegas. Not to me thankfully, though some guy out there has a wife he hasn't seen in a year and has only known said wife for about a day and a half.
"I- I would ask why but I'm sure I don't really want to know how or why such a thing would have come up" I just shrugged at that before continuing on like it wasn't much of a big deal.
"I'm just saying I could marry you two. I'm not good at knowing or understanding the importance of these things but I do know that having a stranger do something incredibly personal like marriage might not be the best. I don't know if I could still technically be your best man at that point but, eh, I figure Theo should be there with you instead of just watching from the sidelines like he isn't a major part of all of our lives" Blaise looked at me for a long moment before a smile seemed to form on his face without him noticing.
"Some times you do the strangest things, make it seem like you truly can't understand people or what they feel and other times you do stuff like this... You're so confusing" I just shrugged at that. He was right.
Unexpected is kind of refreshing these days. When your life becomes fixated on predetermined information, surprises usually aren't appreciated, but now that I'm out of that meta hell zone, I can really enjoy them a lot more now. When they are trying to get me killed at least. But this should be safe, somewhat safe, I think.
"Stupefy!"
I could feel my eyes refocus on my surroundings at the buzzing in my ears as I spun as smacked the spell away from me with my bare hand as I looked at my next contender. My eyes looked him over for a short moment before concluding he was an idiot, threat minimal. He casted verbally when I didn't know he was behind me. Meaning he's idiotic enough to not use nonverbal magic to try and stun me, he didn't know how to use nonverbal magic, or he didn't want to win by taking the backside of his opponent. Whatever the reason, he was an idiot.
Ah, prideful then, as I faced him, a number of now nonverbal spells rushed towards me. I rolled my eyes as I drew my wand out almost causally before moving out of the way of the barrage. Pointing to forwards, the two of us began to trade spells. I was at a disadvantage really, this was a formatted dueling arena, my options were limited to certain types of spells. Well, mostly just no dark arts but most of my offensive power comes from them when I'm not focused on stunning so this was a tad bit more challenging.
Thankfully my reflexes are still better than a lot of people so blocking and attacking in sync was not a problem. Unfortunately, while this guy was a noble idiot, he still was very good, I could tell by the way he was holding himself. It came from a very minor background in learning self defense, martial arts, for like a year when I was fourteen, back in my old world, it wasn't much but I still liked watching different styles tournaments on occasion back then, but the way he was holding himself, it reminded me of a fencer. Quick jabs and constant feints.
If curses were allowed this wouldn't be to much of a problem, a minor blood curse to blind him, followed up by limb locking curse or a stun to finish it. Or maybe fiendfyre? It was a very powerful curse, but control is kind of my thing, it took a while but I managed to mostly master it after a while. Then again, it might kill him if I don't cancel it fast enough, so maybe not.
Oh? That actually might not be a bad idea, not fiendfyre but fire in general would work. He favor's his right, and judging by the way he seems to prefer to circle around me and move to dodge my spells, perhaps he isn't all that good at protection spells. Eh, it's not like I have much else to do, this is beginning to be formulaic and predictable. It's not even been a full minute either.
Hell, I even have the time to think about all this in the middle of it all. All my finely honed combat instincts aren't even being used. This was too basic I guess. I'm use to war like zones with dirty tricks from every angle.
With that I stopped my own part in the trading of spells as I held my wand behind me for a moment as I focused on a much higher powered spell. The guy in front of me didn't waste a moment before a wave of red spells rushed at me, I threw my left hand out and casted Protego in front of me to shield myself from the spells before flinging my wand hand up and watched as the very powered incendio roared out as a wave of flames rushed and slammed into the man, launching him off his feet. I mean, it's technically a light spell, so it's allowed.
Walking up to the slightly crispy man on the floor, I sighed before stunning him with my slightly shaking right hand. Low leveled spells aren't meant to be overpowered like that, it's like trying to use Stupefy to stun a room full of people with one cast. Normally it wouldn't be taxing, but for each person the pressure is exponentially increased. So for a torrent of fire from a minor pyromantic spell, well, I wasn't really tired, but the backlash felt like my hand was just hit by a baseball, but that's nothing new.
It didn't really help that I'm already tired from all the other people I've dueled today in the last four or so hours. Thinking of, I felt a slight buzz from behind me as I spun around and out of the way of my next challenge, this time a woman. The lack of breaks are starting to get to me, whatever, let's get this over with.
"So, how does it feel to be the youngest ever champion duelist in the world?" Theo was annoying me while Blaise was off somewhere with Daphne, probably gloating about my new title, because that's kind of what he does. So I just did the only logical thing and said back.
"I'm not the youngest, there's that girl in South America that become a champion when she was sixteen. I am aware math isn't your strong suit, but eighteen is a higher number" Theo sighed like he should have expected me to pull down his good mood, I figured that it was rude of him but I kind of was doing this on purpose so it was fair.
"Dude, you could have had this title when you were like fifteen, so shut it" I rolled my eyes at that but didn't say anything, it might possibly be true but fifteen? Eh, maybe not.
This entire thing was kind of boring though to be honest. I like dueling, I've made it a past time, but I never really competed for a rank or anything before now, my dislike of titles being the main reason, at least until I kind of got dragged into it by Blaise and Eliza, who both teamed up on me to get me into this, and by that I mean they signed me up without knowing and the Eliza literally kidnapped me with a portkey.
I could have just not competed but everyone showed up, probably wanting to see me actually have to try at something knowing those five, but they seemed to be having fun and it wasn't like this was a big deal. Though I know for a fact that the newspapers aren't going to shut up about this for at least a month and that's most certainly going to annoy me. Well, it doesn't matter to much since I'm planning on heading out soon, probably somewhere cooler for a bit since we're moving into spring at the moment.
Thoughts for later though I suppose as my half focused self noted that Theo had walked off and was now chatting up some girl off to the side, who from the looks of it, was stealing looks over at me every couple seconds. Theo's an oblivious idiot sometimes, well, most of the time. Well, now the question becomes, watch him fail and have to deal with watching him mope for a while, or walk over there and interrupt it but have to deal with having some idiotic fan pester me...
This is a harder decision than it probably should be. But I just really hate dealing with my fans.
Turning away, I looked around before smirking just a tad as I saw a few of the others crowding around admittedly talking about something or another. I wasn't that curious to listen in, but it was clear they were enjoying themselves... Ignoring the faint pang of tiredness behind my eyes and the ache in my wand hand suddenly became easier, I decidedly maybe today wasn't all bad.
Still would have been nice to not have to deal with the public after though, or ever...
Nineteen years old, eight years on this world's universe's mortal coil as of three days ago. I didn't feel much different to be honest, but then again going by mental age I should be approaching my thirties, so at this point my age doesn't really mean anything to me. Right? So why do I feel so old? I sighed to myself as I looked around my mostly empty house.
I don't spend much here, usually I was off trying to do something or in some library in some remote area of the world or I would sneak back into Hogwarts and 'borrow' some reading materials, among other things.
I've managed to obtain quite the collection and yet as I looked around my study, the walls were bare expect for a table which covered in papers. This entire place just felt so lifeless, it's the reason I didn't stay here often, even when I was on break from my travels with Eliza. After a moment a decision was made in my mind as I looked around the barren room for a long moment before turning and walking out.
I could have conjured everything I needed but I wanted to do something, and doing that would have just ruined the point of this. With that I walked into my medium sized kitchen and looked around for a moment before pulling out a phone book, the thing was almost completely untouched but I might as well get some use out of living in a nonmagical area.
Sitting down in one of the only two chairs I had in the room, I opened the book up before skimming through it for a long while, making notes in my mind on what I would be needing. It would take a while, but I've been meaning to get around to this since I bought this place about two years ago now, sure I wasn't here for most of that time, I wasn't even on this continent for some of it but still.
With that in mind, I stood up, stretched a bit before deciding to get a move on, it's surprisingly early in the day so I might as well get to it. I wonder how much my taste in furniture as changed over the years?
I guess this is as good a time as any to find out.
With that I made my way out of the door, a faint if subtle illusion already playing over my features as I left my house.