Chaos nodded and said before he left "Enjoy it Percy, when you are ready to leave let me know and I will send you home."

Percy stood on the beach at camp halfblood. He decided the first thing he was going to need to do was set up a home and an identity. He called on the marine life and had them bring him treasure form the sea. He wondered why he had never thought of it when he was back home. He knew his dad would not have even batted an eyelid, he probably would have helped him find more. Two dolphins emerged from the water carrying what looked like a treasure chest and passed it to Percy. They returned to the ocean after he thanked them and conjured up a snack for them. Percy smiled when he opened the treasure chest. It was full of gold bars, diamonds, jewellery and rubies. He could have conjured them but then remembered Chaos telling him if he conjured too much he could ruin the economy as it was. He had to use what was already there unless he was in dire straits.

He knew where to go to store his property. Chaos had told him what had become of the halfbloods of this world. They were no longer halfbloods they were now called witches and wizards. A lot had changed over time and their powers had evolved as well. Flaming out Percy found himself outside the leaky cauldron. Chaos told him it was the entrance to the world of the wizards. He giggled for a second as he thought 'wizards' Upon entering the leaky cauldron his treasure in one of his dimensional pockets he made his way round the back. He didn't notice the stares he got as he entered or the lust in the eyes of many of the people watching him. He was as usual wearing black head to toe short sleeve black shirt with a trident and lightning bolt crossing each other in the centre of a crown. He had a similar tattoo on his forearm. It appeared when he finally mastered his powers.

He found his way round the back and saw the brick wall. The magic on it was easily manipulated as he opened the gateway for himself. The hustle and bustle of the place and the clearly magical items he saw would have impressed him had he not seen places like Atlantis and Olympus or some of the sights he had seen while was in the void and Chaos allowed him to see the city within it. It was now where souls went instead of Elysium. The evil ones were sent into the abyss where their soul were erased the rest were sent back in the cycle of life for a chance at redemption.

He saw the big white building he was looking for and went to it. He knew the equivalent of several billion worth of gold jewels and other precious stones on him. Some of them not seen in over a millennia. When he got into the bank, he stood in line like everyone else. In front of him was a family of redheads. One of them a girl with long red hair and freckles on her nose as well as on each cheek was saying in a whisper to the chubby woman next to her, "You know mum, we still need to get Harry's will to the goblins. He is still holed up in Grimauld place. This is the best time to do it. You know the war has just ended things are not going to like this for long. By the time he realises what is going on I will already be his wife and it will be too late for him to do anything."

Normally that conversation would not be heard they were standing a few feet in front of him and there was some kind of magic surrounding them that he could tell was meant for privacy but Percy wasn't just anyone. The statement the red head made disturbed him enough the he dove into their minds to see what they were thinking. He pulled out as soon as he found what he looking for. They were planning murder. It looked like it had been going on for a while. The person they were wanted to rob and kill was someone they had known for years. They had been using potions to control him and keep him loyal to them. As far as he could see the person they were talking about was currently grieving over the loss of his best friends who died protecting him. They had managed to get him to sign a marriage contract and a will they had written giving them all his assets upon his death.

Using his powers he changed the contents of the will. If they looked at it they would see what they had written, instead of what was now there citing magic will choose the next person to inherit if there was no-one of Potter blood left after the boy's death. The spell he put on the parchment would find the person that the previous heir cared for and would have wanted to have as heir. If anyone tried to steal the inheritance the goblins would be receiving new slaves.

He then cast a spell on the marriage contract, making the red haired girl a slave to the one she wanted to kill. If she did succeed in her attempt to kill him her magic as well as her mother's would be bound and they would be transferred to a whore house in knockturn alley where they would live out what was left of their lives in a world of pain bondage for every cruel vindictive bastard that went there.

He now knew where the boy was that they were going to harm. Just as they were called to the teller he found an open one and set about opening his account. His mind was racing. He managed to get information on where to buy land from the goblins before setting off with credit cards to pay for it. It was over a hundred acres and plenty of greenery around. It was also in America. The nearest town was named Forks, it was the reason he had chosen it. He thought it was funny. Standing in the middle of a huge clearing on his land he raised wards around his land. And placed it five minutes out of time this way no-one would be able to see anything going on or even step foot on his land without his permission or knowledge. He then waved his hand and a palace although much smaller but similar to atlantis rose from the ground. The beautiful gardens the stables everything was there. He went inside and it was just like his father's home.

For a moment he wondered if there was a version of himself in this world. But then brushed the thought aside as he checked his new home and decided he would need help of some sort if he was going to live in a house this big. He remembered the goblins mentioning house elves and where he could het them if he needed them. Most of the rich people had house elves and their new client was definatley able to afford getting one. He returned to Diagon alley and made his way into knockturn alley.

As he was looking for the shop that sold them an old crone reached out to tough him as she said "Hello my dear, why don't you let me help you there. I'm sure you are lost."

He was about to answer when she grabbed his hair which he had kept long and tried to drag him away. Setting his hair on fire the old crone screeched as her hand burned even after she had let go of his hair.

He looked at her and said "No thank you I'm fine and I know where I'm going. Oh and by the way touch me again and the rest of you will burn."

The others that had witnessed this were a bit wary of him now. He continued to walk down the alley when he was surrounded by a group of foul smelling men. He was sure that they were the kind of men that made Artemis and her hunters justified in their prejudices of men.

The biggest of them walked forward as he said "What's a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?"

The man had missing teeth and the ones he had were blackened and he stunk to hi heaven. As they were surrounding him they blocked any fresh air around him. He gagged and fire flashed out from the middle of the circle to just outside it making them all jump back from the heat of the flames and he said

"Have you people ever heard of soap or a toothbrush? I'm sure my nose is not going to be able to smell anything for while. You are disgusting." He waved his hand effectively cleaning all the men that had surrounded him and said

"Well at least for now people won't feel like committing suicide after smelling you."

Just as they tried to jump him Percy waved his hand banishing them to the middle of the ocean before laughing and saying "good luck with sharks."

Turning he fond he was in front of the shop he wanted. He went inside saw the cages with creatures inside them looking quite miserable. The conditions they were kept in were inhuman. He went the man behind the counter and said "How much for all the elves?"

The man's eyebrows shot up and said "Ma'am there are over 250 house elves each costing 20 000galeons."

Percy could feel his power leaking, his anger at being called ma'am showing on his face as he said to the guy.

"I am not a woman so watch it."

The man could feel the power now making the room uncomfortable. His breathing felt laboured and was beginning to be painful. Fear gripped him as he realised his mistake had angered his customer, his very powerful customer. "I'm sorry sir I did not mean any offence."

Realising it was ridiculous for him to get angry over the fact that the man had thought he was a girl he calmed down. After was it not him checking to make sure his family jewels were still there the first time he saw his new look. So he couldn't expect everyone to know immeadiatley that he was a boy. However he was not going to apologise to this man especially seeing the conditions he kept the elves. He took out his card and quickly calculated that all of them would cost him about 5 000 000 galeons. Well he could afford it and he would need all the help he could get as he planned to a few houses in different parts of the world.

He filled in the paperwork he needed and the shopowner passed on the ownership of the elves to him, thanking him. He did not notice the bad luck curse Percy placed on him. He would have misfortunes befall him depending on how badly he treated the house elves.

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He sent the house elves to his new home and followed. He then went into forest built homes for them in the trees. Little hills came up with homes inside created especially for the elves all 250 of them. They didn't have to live on their own they could mingle as much as they wanted. He told them it was now their homes if they wished it. And he knew that they would probably want to keep working so he told them that if they wished it they could work up at the main house but they could as they wished here. Most of the elves needed to recuperate from their time in captivity. Percy left them to it before returning to his new home. He couldn't forget about the boy he had seen in the minds of those two women. He could not just leave things as they were hoping that what he did was enough to stop them. He flashed out first destination the house saw the boy in. When he arrived he found himself in a house that was dark and dreary. He could feel the dark energy seeping from the walls. It didn't bother him much after having felt the power of the void, which true darkness.

He could hear someone shuffling about before the toilet was flushed and a door slammed shut. He made his way upstairs and found the only occupied room. There on the bed lay a boy with dark messy hair, his skin was so pale it was almost translucent and he looked even thinner than in the memories he had seen of him from those two murderers. He walked into the room and the boy did not even move. Percy then waved his hand over the boy to see the damage done to him. He was obviously malnourished, this was shown on the paper that appeared in his hand. The paper grew as did the list injuries he suffered throughout his life.

The horror Percy felt made him wonder how the boy was still alive. Even with monsters attacking him Percy did not sustain as much injuries as this boy did. Green yes fluttered open, they were unfocused. Percy felt his heart beat faster and drawn into them. He knew immediately why Chaos had given this chance to stay here. It was for him, this boy he was his soul mate. He knew it could not be coincidence that he just happened to be behind those two women or that they just happened to talk about something that would make him read their minds. Chaos was leading him to his soulmate.

He considered using his powers to change him into an immortal but decided against it. If it was hi he would want the choice instead of having it taken away from him. So he placed wards around the house so that no-one could get in then flashed the boy to his new home in the room next to his own. He used his powers to give him a wash and change his clothe into pyjamas. He then began the process of flushing out the potions in his system and moving onto the webs of spells binding his magic and will to another.

He left the boy sleeping after feeding him some soup and returned to the dreary house. He found a trunk with items that belonged to the boy. He saw the name Harry Potter written one of the books inside. He couldn't keep calling him the boy, he supposed, he would have to change that. He gathered the things he found but burned the excuses for clothes that were in there he would buy him new clothes, there was no way he would allow him to keep wearing those rags. If Harry wanted anything else from the house he would have him come back later for it. Flashing back home he found Harry still asleep. He conjured a chair and sat beside the bed waiting for Harry to wake up before falling asleep himself. The next time Percy woke up was to someone screaming. He jumped up from where he slept to find the threat and when he didn't find he noticed it was Harry seemingly held in a nightmare. He gathered Harry into his arms despite the thrashing and kicking sent calming waves toward him all while telling him he was safe and no-one was going to hurt him. Eventually he calmed down and his eyes flew open. He was no longer disoriented from fever due to all the potions being flushed out of his system. Tars were falling down from his eyes down his hollow cheeks and fear etched in his face.

Percy could feel his heart break at the sight and continued to comfort him. Despite his waking up Harry was still really tired and didn't even realise that he didn't know the person whose arms he was in. He assumed it was one of the Weasleys. Ron and Hermione were gone. They died protecting him from spells the death eaters were throwing at him to give him a chance to get to Voldemort.

Well it had worked and he managed to kill Voldemort but at the cost of his loved ones. The only ones left were Mrs Weasley, Ginny, Fred, George and professor Dumbledore. Everyone else was gone save for a few friends from school. Harry had been unable to cope with it all. He refused doing anything or going anywhere. The Weasleys came by every couple of days making sure he was eating and helping him sort out his finances. At least that was the impression he was getting though unknown to him it was far from the truth. Percy managed to get Harry back to sleep but he wouldn't let go of him so he changed his clothes to pyjama and lay down next to him.