Chapter 2: He just left...

"... Last I remember my was Lord Harry James Potter-Black-Peverell." Harry told the old man before him. He saw no point in hiding the name he held amongst the magical population, as far as he remembered. The Potter family had only gained lordship status because Harry had combined the wealth and history of his ancestors with his fame, which had been more than enough to grand his house this new rank. The Black family was one of the older and more well-established names in the British magical society, which meant that Harry had also gained a rather high ranking status on top of his fame and wealth. However, it had been the Peverell name that had really locked his position of most powerful and influential member of the British government down. The Peverell family was so old and so powerful that Harry had been almost completely legally untouchable as long as he did not commit murder. To Harry this meant that he could use his position to reform most of the British society in such a way as to restore the ancient traditions, or at least those that didn't include sacrificing non-magicals and other nasty things, and push them out of the Victorian era and towards the more modern times. Hermione had been extremely happy, especially after he had nominated her for the position of Minister of Magic. Needless to say, Harry was well aware of the status his name held.

He was also rather well known for his ability to get lost in his thoughts for a long fucking time. As was happening right now.

"Lord Harry whatnow?" Apparently it had been a while. When he last met another human his name had been enough to get people's attention in good and in bad ways, fans and potential enemies. It appeared that such a thing was unlikely to happen for the next while, he hoped. "Don't worry about it, just call me Harry or Mr. Potter if you want to be formal." "Eh... whatever. FIGHT ME!" "Shut up Natsu!" Apparently this Natsu had a thing for fighting people, and this old man seemed extremely familiar with this attitude, interesting.

Makarov was extremely puzzled by the man before him. He had appeared out of nowhere, easily taken down an opponent who had seemed pretty fucking powerful, and seemed completely unconcerned about it all. He needed to establish whether or not this person was a potential enemy for the short term and try and get his guild together to fight Grimoire Heart in the long term, he really needed a break. "Young man, I hope I can convince you that any and all people baring our guild mark" here he pointed to the mark that Natsu was proudly displaying at his mentioning of said mark "our not your enemy and any other beings are? And if so, could you please help us repel these invaders?" He threw the man before him a rope, now to see if he grabs it. "As long as they don't attack me I'm sure it'll be fine. Now, I am going after that dude I blasted away just now, I want to make sure he doesn't get any funny ideas about getting back up. If that's all, I'll be going, I think I can still track him..." Well, that was about as good a response as Makarov had hoped for. "Thank you, come find us when the fighting is done will you?" "If either of us doesn't die I'll be sure to do so. Cheers!" And with that the latest mystery made to walk in the direction he'd blasted Zancrow in.

Harry had just started to leave the two people he'd helped when the younger of the two launched himself toward him. "Fight me! I wanna know how strong you are!" Such a bother. Harry transfigured the earth into a stone wall to intercept the teenager and used the distraction to apparate to the top of the cliff and continue his search for his target. He'd track him down and find out what he was talking about with his 'god slayer' business.

How bloody fucking hard could finding one fucking wizard on an island fucking be! Harry was becoming increasingly annoyed at the limits that his ability to track people had. A simple point-me charm (thanks Hermione) was nice for finding north, but it did not actually tell him where to find a specific individual. However, he did manage to detect faint traces of his target's magical aura which meant that he could follow some sort of trail, until the aura had dissipated after it had been too long since his target had left the area. So now he was relying on his instinct and magically enhanced senses to try and determine the location of Zancrow the god slayer. He fucking hated this.

Harry had been walking for quite a while when he suddenly fell to his knees and pressed a hand to the almost faded remains of his famous scar. After Voldemort's demise it had become extremely sensitive to death magic and other practices related to life and death, that had been a great tool in the aftermath of the war as it had pointed him towards hidden artefacts on more than one occasion. And now it almost felt like Voldemort was back, which he knew was not the case. Someone must be using some extremely powerful death magic on the island. Luckily, this meant that Harry knew where he needed to go. He sprinted in the direction of the magic, he did always rush headfirst into danger.

Death... Death was everywhere.

The plants.

The animals.

The lone human.

All dead.

Harry James Potter-Black-Peverell had told Makarov Dreyar his full name. However, he had not told him of the titles he possessed:

Boy-Who-Lived

Man-Who-Conquered

And one other, one that had defined his life after Voldemort:

Master of Death

"Zancrow, I summon thee" He murmured as he twisted the ring three times.

End of Chapter 2: He just left...

Chapter 3: A Dead Man Tells His Tale...

Author's Note:

There are some 'rules' that I made which will define the way I shape my version of the 'combined' Harry Potter and Fairy Tail universe.

Harry Potter hates people who think they are (like) a god

Earthland has no gods. Celestial Spirits and the 18 war gods/gods of battle are just magical creatures (like Griffins and Dementors) that are just very powerful

I removed the whole thing with Natsu eating Zancrow's flames because it made very little sense and had little to no impact on the rest of the Fairy Tail canon (as far as I can remember)

I made Harry's scar sensitive to life and death related things (like Zeref's death magic) because of plot reasons

(I will expand this list as I add to it).