A/N: Ok first of all I wanted to thank you all for reading the first chapter, I was pleasantly surprised when i looked at the traffic stats for the story and saw that in one day at least 70 people visited and looked at the story. Now as for the real reason for this note. I will be writing two versions, this current one is my take on Harry being displaced through time forced to survive as the planet he landed on is siege'd by Covenant forces, it will begin with a style closely resembling UNSC Marauder, which i highly recommend you read, i found it fantastic and a very good flow and read. Getting back on track, it will follow closely to it, in a way, but i will be changing many things that will allow it to be its own thing, with parts inspired by the other story, as such anything inside that resembles the story, is my way of paying homage to this persons story and their brilliance, i do not claim ownership of their material or any such thing. I do hope you do not hate me for using what i found to be a fantastic writing, Anyways, the second story will be my take on Harry as a spartan, that will be a little difficult to write, and may take longer for my to publish and update as i will hit writers block more often. anyways sorry for the long note but i wished to explain myself in one sitting.

Prologue Part 2: Harry Potter Effect

He sighed softly, This would be the first time he could really relax. He had finally decided to take a vacation, after finding a few letters left for him from Sirius he decided to listen to the dead mans last words. Then again its wasn't like it took much to convince him to do so. He had lost serious faith in the magical world, He had a lot of things that affected his opinion. The sham of a trial, The fact that a bunch of children and death eaters managed to infiltrate some of the most restricted area's of the Ministry, Said Ministry's lack of any effort to fight Voldemort, even when the man revealed himself, But the thing that broke the camels back, was when not a single adult lifted themselves off their asses to fight back, to fight against Voldemort, and they decided to leave it to a school of children.

Ginny, Now that was a topic he didn't wish to touch with a ten foot pole. He should have known the love wasn't what he thought it was, She was a fan girl, constantly trying to use his fame to better herself in the eyes of the public, he had been ignorant for about a year before seeing a little of it. He had gotten into an argument with her and it ended very quickly. She tried to toss him from his own family Manor. In a force of Magic unheard of in this day and age he opened his own doors with his mind and used the wards to banish her from his property. He stood over her prone form outside the gate and told her that she would never again be allowed on Potter soil. He in turn was banished from the Burrow. He later heard from the twins in a small latter about the massive arguments that had taken place over in the home.

Apparently a far as they made him aware, George, Arthur, and Bill, we're all on his side, they had bothered to take both sides of the story and not the heavily edited version Ginny supplied. Molly, Ron and Charlie were on Ginny's side. He had left the family alone for the most part, as angry as he may have been with Ginny and as much of a good friend he was with George, he wasn't about to cause them unneeded trouble. He had meet with Bill and asked why the man would trust his word so easily and the guy explained over a bouts of laughter, that his wife scared him much more than Ginny and Molly. He thought on it and realized that Fleur did scare him more than those two and agreed sagely with the man causing another round of laughter from the man. Although, it wasn't so surprising Fleur was on his side, the past year had seem them grow close enough to call each other family, She was a sister he never had.

Hermione was a small issue, ever since the break up and his less then friendly terms with Ron began she had become insufferable. Constantly sending him letters explaining about how he needed to get over the issue and make up with Ginny. He had argued back and forth and hit no ground they could agree on. He sighed breaking free from the thoughts and turning his attention back to his bedroom. "Kreacher." He called making the scowling elf pop in and bow before him. "How may Kreacher assist Master Black." Kreacher asked making him frown before staring at the elf. That was another surprise, He accession to Lord Potter and Lord Black. Since he was related to the blacks it was easy for Sirius to name him his Heir, as Such Kreacher seemed to be infinitely friendlier towards him than Sirius. The little annoyance still scowled every so often but seemed to be happier in his care since he had taken more of a Black Family view towards the world.

"I need you to grab some gold from the Vault, about a hundred Galleons should do, I need to make a quick payment to the Portkey Administration." He said getting a small bow before the little elf popped away. 'Annoying little bugger.' he thought leaning back and taking a bite of the small pastry beside him. He relaxed in the hotel room. The current country he was in was France, yeah not a big leap but hey gotta start somewhere. He managed to meet with the Delacours, and saw little Gabby, who wasn't quite little anymore, she now looked like one of the hottest seventeen year old's he had ever seen. and yet she was about six years younger than him so she had to be like fourteen. "Veela's certainly Mature fast." He mumbled to himself with a small smirk. He hadn't done anything of course since she was underage but hey cant blame a guy for enjoying a ice sight, besides she certainly wasn't acting shy. "Maybe my next stop should be Amsterdam, or maybe Italy? Isn't that where the Zabini family lives?" He wondered allowed. "The Zabini Family be's living there Master." A voice called form his left making him roll pulling his wand at the voice only to frown when he saw Kreacher. "Do not surprise me like that Kreacher." He said before taking the offered bag of gold.

"Yes Master." Kreacher said before standing there silently. "You can go." He said watching the elf pop away and frowned to himself. 'Well that might kick that decision out for now, id rather not have a run in with a Slytherin from my past so soon.' he thought before remembering what he could do. 'Well i could stay in each place for a couple months, give me some really good time to relax.' he thought leaning back with a grin. He was knocked from his thoughts by a small barn owl connecting with the window. He opened the window and looked at the owl for a moment before handing over a few knuts. He took the letter and read it slowly. "Fucking Ministry, cant stop requesting i come in for a public appearance." He said angrily tearing the note up. "Kreacher." He called making the elf pop back in bowing at his feet. "Instruct the minister that I am to busy to make an appearance and to stop bothering me." He said getting a moment of silence as the Elf stared at him. "Yes Master." Kreacher said making him nod letting the elf pop away. 'Sometimes I wish I was somewhere else, have a new life, once where I'm free.' He thought before sighing.

He stood quickly as he heard a knock at his door. He opened it slowly seeing a woman standing at the door. "Sir, you signed up for the Tour to the Arch Of Ether." The woman said making him nod. "The group will be leaving soon." The woman said making him leave his room to follow her along. He followed along with the small group of foreign Witches and Wizards. "Behind me is the Arch Of Ether, It was most famously used in the past for a Ritual Sacrafice draining much of the magic that was ambient in the area." The woman said making them look at the Rune Inscribed Arch. He looked on with interest, he had read about lots of rituals but never one that would drain the ambient magic of the nearby area. He should have known not to go on the trip, If he hadn't chances were nothing would have happened. As per usual however someone in the past had a hard on for his family. Ever since his family had been cursed to live in Interesting times and he most definitely was effected by that if not more so than his other family members.

No one could have known that the ambient magic around the world was failing, it was dying out magicals started to lose their ability to cast magic and some of the more dangerous area's of magic like the Veil of Death exploded outwards, one such place was the Arch Of Ether. No one had learned its true purpose, To act as a similar arch to that in the ministry. It wasn't an Arch of Death but rather a dark transportation ritual that stripped a persons soul from their body before forcing it back into the world, it was made so a mad dark magician could harvest the souls but since the Arch exploded it did something a little different. Many of the people were far enough that they were thrown by the force of the explosion but he had stopped right at the entrance and in a moment he was enveloped in a explosion that drained him of all the magic he could feel in his body before he blacked out to a sight of nothing around him.