HP:WL&D&EPC
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Except Thrans, he's all me. Well, at least a third of me; but totally me.
AN: I know readers, I've been neglecting you and I'm sorry for it, so I've cut out most of the stuff that may delay you but added some funny little stuff after the chapter instead.
IMPORTANT: At the end of this chapter (which I may have to rewrite the end of some day) there are multiple replies to reviews and Omakes. This story will also temporarilybe on hold as I am currently working most hours of the day (thank gods of fanfiction for this bank holiday) and will be moving house with in the next three months. Stories such as this need dedicated research and notes, thus taking more time. I will be releasing another less time intensive crossover story as to continue improving my creative writing skills and so keep an eye out.
Chapter 7
Big Reveals
-Previously-
-Hogwarts-
As Eve leaves her mind-scape after settling her differences with Harry, Hermione starts speaking
"Ev-
"That's quite enough Miss Granger. So Eve, hows Harry."
-Netherworld-
Deep in the bowels of the Netherworld is a vast cavernous magma chamber, a large shard like spire wrapped in ethereal energy floating over the bubbling magma lake, it's superheated pressurised mass held down by arcane magic, a lone perfectly circular island jutting out above the molten death.
The walls of the chamber echoing with he sound of hammers and chisels and thousands of small brown creatures hack away at the rock-face from rickety scaffolding, and the vast and powerful magic's of the floating spire howl between the rocks like the wind of hell it's self.
Carved throughout the floating shard is the last bastion of evil and palace of the Overlord, known as Harry Potter, but it is not with this magnificent specimen of True Evil who we find ourselves listening to.
For in this place, as one would expect. There are plots afoot.
In a dark candle lit room a pair of voices whisper to each other as they hide from prying eyes, still panting from their activity's.
"Yo-You know we've got to get him."
"Uh-huh" Hummed the other voice in agreement.
"You do want to do this right? Not having second thoughts..."
"I... I need this. I can't let it go on."
Pressed up against each other in the flickering candle, light wrapped in captured furs, Lilith and Kelda basked in their mutual satisfaction, both recovering from calling out each others and their lords names in pleasure. The pair were turning to each other in increasing frequency to slate their urges, as their lords adamantite will held firm, despite their flirting.
After the first night of sneaking into his bed, they switched to suggestive wording, then dressed more provokingly, and yet received no reaction. They laced their words with innuendos while letting hints of their laced undergarments shown, and he only showed slight acknowledgement. They pressed them selves against him and dropped subtlety and invited him to their bed each night, and he just said no.
To be honest they were embarrassed that they were working so hard for his affection, and though they could see he was attracted to them...
"Agh... Stupid bitch whispering in his head!" Lilith said raging at her perceived unfairness of the situation.
Kelda had long accepted Lilith's hatred for their lords twin sister. The blue skinned girl certain that Eve's apparent prudish behaviour was the only reason Harry would not bed them. In private Kelda partially disagreed, her Lord loathed weakness, and seemed to feel that he couldn't afford to become distracted in the pleasures of the flesh.
If she found a ritual or spell that would give him a gate way home that required he sleep with them, she was certain he would all to happily throw them on their backs. Turning to her child hood friend she whispered into Lilith's hair as she held her nude form close "It sounds like we need to corrupt our dear Overlord."
"How?"
"Why with the vices that all men fall for: Lust, Avarice, Sloth, Rage, Envy, Pride, Acedia, Vainglory and?"
"Penis length!"
"You really have a one tracked mind... I was going to say Gluttony, specifically. Intoxication."
"Hang on! We are not drugging him!"
"Realy? That's were your going?"
"Fine we can use it as a last resource."
"NO! I'm talking Beer! Get him drunk!"
"...shutting up now. But good plan! Go Team!"
"Just get some sleep, you've got patrol in the morning and the were running out of soap."
"I'll try hit another supply caravan, but the Intel I've founds says the Empires pulling back till the summer. Some hot shot generals coming straight from the capital."
"Probably even fatter as the last one."
As the pair of plotting girls nestled down nest to each other among the fur rugs that they used as a bed, their skins still glistening from a hard nights work praying aloud to their lord on their backs, a boat rocked quietly on the sea.
A tall busty blond-haired women in sturdy steel and leather armour a few scars adorning her skin, stood upon the deck of the Imperial ship, as she wondered why she had the sudden urge to kill someone, and the vast fleet following her crept on stretching off behind her onto the horizon as the sailed to war.
-Hogwarts-
"That's quite enough Miss Granger. So Eve, hows Harry."
"Professor McGonagall, I'm not quite sure I understand what you mean, my brother is dead need I remind you."
"So these pretty trinkets and that letter are from another boy, you would have me believe? Despite the fact I know you would never touch such gifts, and the fact you swore never to let another man near you."
Swallowing softly in revolution Eve continued "I-I could have changed m-"
"Don't" Minerva McGonagall whispered gently placing a hand on her shoulder "Some lies are to great a cost. Besides." she continued whipping a tear from Eve's eye "I had a house elf watching over you Halloween night, after you went to bed. In case you needed help." Sitting down between the girls, the older women pulled two of her favourite students close into a one-armed hug and continued speaking "Besides there's been much discussion about how Harry ensured you didn't die after he died, we were all expecting you to fade with in a week, as most twins bound at your level do."
"We got lucky" Eve started " Harry's souls was caught in... a soul trap would describe it best. Again we lucked out and he was considered a worth possible successor by the man who built it." Eve continued on describing Harry's deal and then training, leaving out the fact he had been trained by and now was a champion of True Evil "and so, he broke out of the Abyss and is now trying to make his was back to me."
"And your still in contact?" Hugging the girl closer as she nodded Minerva squealed slightly in joy at the news her pseudo-grandson was alive and well "Well... as loathed as I am to admit it, you did the right thing not telling anyone. Even in the Wizard world having your dead brothers voice in your head is not a good thing to talk about and I promise not to tell anyone."
"Now show me what he managed to send you." The teacher said as they slipped into the realm of girl talk, were all dark creatures fear to tread.
-Netherworld-
"Sir you cannot keep putting off this paperwork! Evilness does not run it's self. If you don't keep proper records how can you know if some namby pamby hero has come waltzing in and stolen your two foot hight gold statue of the goddess Ar'Kenthor."
"I have a statue of Ar'Kenthor?"
"I don't know! Your don't keep the records up to date! And if you don't perhaps you should go on a surface raid and go get one."
"I'm planning on going out later and Gnarl, why is their a red burning down the curtains."
"I can feel the land quaking at the news and CBE your evilness."
"What does he mean CBE my lord?" Kelda said entering the throne room. Looking up Harry replied "It's bureaucratic code; Can't be everywhere, you have to learn these things in our line of work and will someone get the bloody door!"
"Sir?" Gnarl said in confusion.
"The Door! Someone's knocking."
"Nobody's at the door my lord, there's no knocking."
"Perhaps you should rest you head Master! My laps free!" Lilith said trying to stay calm.
'Don't you dare Harry! I've been knocking for ages!'
"Wait, sorry knocking in my head, it's Eve, one second" What sup little sis.'
'Someone's sounding annoying cheerful.' Eve continued inside his mind as Gnarl went began going through the rolls of parchment and Lilith and Kelda went to get the reds to put out the curtains. 'I just thought I should let you know, Professor McGonagall found out you're still alive, so I brought her into the loop apart from the Overlord stuff and she's promised not to tall anyone.'
'Thanks for the heads up' Harry said before adding the equivalent of a mental hug 'now go enjoy Christmas, I've got paperwork to do.' Feeling her hug him back and leave he turned to Gnarl.
"Have you got the report from the quarry?"
"Yes your diabolicalness, though Grubby is asking for another three cranes, and I fear they do actually need them to proceed at the pace you've set them." Gnarl said referring to the transfigured cranes Harry had made.
"Book it in for after this. Now what's the status on-"
-Malfoy Manor-
(AN: Am I being cruel to Draco... Yes. But I just need
to vent after coming across one to many slash stories)
While you would think that Overlord Harry was having the worst Christmas that year due to the paperwork, it was actually at the Malfoy family home that the most unfortunate individual could be found.
Draconica formally Draco, Malfoy let out a whimper as she opened yet another dress box. She blamed the Potters totally for her current mess.
When her father Lucius Malfoy heard the news that the surviving Potter twin had sworn off men after her brother's death saving her from rape, he ordered a sex change potion, who is wife all to readily agreed should be given to their son, having always wanted a daughter anyway. Of course the gender switch failed to remove Draconica's arrogance, and so no further amount of potions, waxing or piercings, could get Draconica closer to Eve Potter.
Draconica had been looking forward to Christmas day, the chance of presents and relaxations in a school holiday filled with lessons both in etiquette, lesbian sexual skills and the impossible task of learning to silently and wandlessly cast a female to female impregnation spell to tie the Potter family to the Malfoy line.
Draconica had wished for a quiet life, a fairly pretty Pure-blood wife, a position of influence, a magically powerful son to continue the line, a spot on the national Quidditch team as a hobby and maybe a pair of submissive daughter to marry off to increases his wealth and power. The usual for a male Pure-blood heir. Instead it seemed Draconica would be lucky to get the spot on the national Quidditch team (or so she thought).
'Damn father for turning me, Damn mother for agreeing, Damn Dumbledore for getting Harry Potter killed, and Damn Eve turning down all the guys! Even if I know why she does it...' She raged sobbing at the unfairness of her life. 'At least none of the boys have started hitting on my.'
-Near Nordberg-
Harry visiting Light enclave in the north.
"Gnarl I'll be fine, and it's for the best."
"Sir, You must not do this, It goes against thousands of years of tradition!"
"But he's right Gnarl! If we can get them to side with or agree to leave us alone, we can crush the empire."
"Thank you Kelda. Besides Gnarl I am reminded of two phrases, one 'Only an idiot tries to fight a war on two fronts, and only a madman tries to fight one on three.' and the second 'Every once and a while declare pea-'"
"'Peace, It confuses the hell out of your enemies' I get that one Sir but the first one looses me."
"Gnarl we are currently at war with six factions, Voldemort and his death eaters wish the end of my line, the Empire wishes the end of magic, the Locals do not wish to be enslaved, the my home realities Government will attempt to fight us as their duty, Nature/Good and it's cohorts will seek to defend the rights of the individual to do what ever they want, and my sister in the other reality is technically being held hostage by the overbearing and controlling nature of the Light Lord. Thankfully Voldemort, Dumbledore and the Ministry are currently in a state of one cold war or espionage actions, if I play my cards right I can declare a truce with one faction, and liberate the other." Harry said as he continued to trudge through the thin layer of snow under a handful of minions following. "Wait! Seven factions, I forgot the Gnomes"
"It makes some sense I suppose, though many of the Overlord candidates were madmen and did perfectly fine, Master."
"Until they died Gnarl."
"Well …yes"
-16 minion deaths later-
Stomping on the last Gnome, Harry looked over at the small group of now battle hardened minions (slightly smarter than your basic inbred Death Eater), he had only brought a comparatively small group compared to what he could summon, of ten browns, then green, twenty reds and five blues. Thankfully the blues had been quick enough to resurrect any minions that died, and Harry's area of effect spells had been devastating on the annoyingly large Gnome army.
It was a testament to how far things had fallen since the Third Overlord's rein, most of the time when an Overlord or candidate died another would replace them with in a year but the tower hearts destruction had halted the natural process and the balance broken, Light required Dark, just as True Good needed True Evil, and none of the four were pure, though purity was in anthem to the natural order as it suggested something was missing or suppose to have happened.
Still Harry mused the balance could be restored, it just required True Evil to spreads a little controlled chaos.'
-Hogwarts Headmasters Quarters-
Dumbledore sat in his office lazily flicking the most powerful wand in existence, unwrapping his gifts. He always received the same thing from well wishers and those who wanted to cosy up to him. Books.
A copy of a thirteenth century manuscript on Polynesia focus crafting, to go with the two he already had.
A thesis on 'Defending Darkest Defences' by Sidiose the Small, two copies one from Sidiose the other from his publisher.
'Preparing yourself for the imponderable.' The last book printed by the Lovegood family before the author's death, he had two similar copies and a signed first edition.
The complete works of Gilderoy Lockhart, sent every year by same said author.
Still they were gifts, and it wouldn't do to have the House Elves open them, he'd never met a more prolific race of gossips, though only to their own kind. With a flick of his wand he opened the last present a copy of 'Fantastic Beasts and Were to Find Them', before slipping his wand back into his holster and reaching for a lemon drop.
As the tart citrus flavour exploded across his tongue he almost sighed, to be honest life was good for Albus Dumbledore, true someone could have sent him some nice new socks or a robe with interesting patterns, but still things were on track.
The paintings in the corridors reported that Eve was searching for Nicolas identity and it would not be long before the studios Ravenclaws found out about the stone, soon Eve would open the present her fathers cloak was in, and a low powered compulsion to go off an explore tonight would lead her to the mirror
He hated risking her so soon against Voldemort, but the protection of Lilly and Harry sacrifices were sure to destroy him totally this time.
-Outside The Northern Sanctuary, Near Nordberg, In the North-
"Welcome to the Sanctuary creatures of magic."
"No! Do not let this barbarian in Dryad, he is an enemy to all that is fluffy and adorable like this poor fellow here!" said a ponce little Elf aboard a boat sailing in the natural moat surrounding the Sanctuary, while transporting a Yeti.
"Under the terms of the Dawn Accords, I the current Overlord seek parley with the Leader of Light magic Queen Fay, to discus a threat to magic as a whole."
"I will sen-"
"No! Such a foul being must not meet are pure and wonderful queen."
"That is not your place to decide Elf. And I spoke the words inside Queen Fay's territory, Magic it's self, will have informed her."
"And it did. It has been a long time since the Dawn Accords were made though, so I ask what you hope to accomplish speaking to me." Spoke the striking Queen appearing before them.
"An agreement of limited co-operating at least, more if we can agree to it."
"Walk with me, but please leave you minions here."
"Master I would not advise that"
"Hush Gnarl!" Harry whispered inside his helmet nodding to the Queen of the light faction before following her into the Sanctuary, a small hand-sigh telling the Minions to wait. Walking with her through the mossy caves they came to a stop the Queen's magic shaping a table and two chairs for them to sit at.
"Now then say your piece Overlord."
"We are equals Fay I ask you to call me Harry."
"Agreeable."
"As you are aware, The Empire, have been hunting down all magical creatures great and small in a bid to exterminate us. Such a thing while tried before has never had much success, do you know why?"
"Because an Overlord rises up and crushes the attempt before taking over everywhere also he can reach." She responded.
"Not every attempt was stopped by an Overlord, most are stopped by candidates as their have only been four full Overlords. Five years after the death of an Overlord or Candidate a new one is called upon in a never ending cycle. Yet this cycle was nearly broken and so we have gone far to long with out the Dark of define and bolster the light."
"Your point."
"With out Dark Magic, Light Magic is weakened, you only have to look at your subjects to see this, the fairy's once visions of tiny innocent beauty, have become corrupted and bloated with an excess of magic, the Elves once powerful warriors, are a pale shell of their heritage. Even you have been weakened by this long spring. Yet spring ended and Humans had the advantage, and without an Overlord, Autumn could not start and the weak and corrupted pruned from the tree of life. Yet Now Autumn is here and I have begun to push back the Empire."
"I get it Harry, the cycle of life need your faction and mine like winter and summer, the sun and the moon, the hot and the cold, we define each other for with out the other we are abstract concepts. Now what do you want."
"At minimum an agreement that I will stay out of your territory and you will not stop my forces hunting the Empire."
"Harry what do you really want."
"Non interference, sharing of intelligence, any objects recovered from the destruction of the Dark Tower, and should I fall sanctuary for those in my organisation."
"Who?"
"A human and the daughter of the last Overlord."
"Agreed on the proviso that you do the same for us, the Empire is aware of this Sanctuary so I'm pulling back my forces but it will be the last and only hold out of light magic. Also when the Empire falls what will happen to the cycle."
"I won't be crushing you if that's what you mean, I'm a reality traveller and my twin sister is still in my home reality, once the Empire is dealt with I can concentrate on finding a way to keep her safe."
"I may have a few Tomes I can lend you, but later... For now to seal are agreement I present you with a Tower object, there are others in my possession but most are tied into wards and the like to protect the sanctuaries and will take time to safely dismantle."
"Understood, lets see what you've got."
Following the Light Queen deeper into the caves his mouth dropped open in shock.
"Mastah!" Came the voices of several caged small clawed creatures before it let out the odd belch of fire.
"My Lord look! Another Red Hive!"
AN: Sorry this took so long but the last scene took ages to write and I'm still not totally happy with it, still now it's done I can continue with the story, how ever I cannot be sure when the next chapter will come out as my Landlord my be selling the building soon and I am currently on a work experience course, tat takes up much of my week.
News from the polls: One harem to rule them all, with a dash on incest won by 88% and a total of 91 votes, the next closest being two separate harems with some lesser(only in plot impact) girls switching bedrooms now and again, at 6 votes. Last on the polls, is the fact that apparently nobody was offended by the notion of Harems? Some how I don't think were getting a fair representation of the world's population.
Also I may be starting another fic soon, I can't get my Naruto fic to progress and this plot bunny just keeps growing.
On another note Draconica (aka Draco Malfoy)... I'm all for bashing him/her, but should I take pity? Maybe pair her off to a decent husband? Would putting her in the Harm be too strange? I'll think on it, but I ask you lot to as well, and if/when the question bares relevance I'll run a poll.
Fan Fiction Prayer for the Day: 'O mighty gods of fan fiction hear my prayer, let the filter function on grow, let your blessed disciples do away with more than two characters, for if thy servant is filtering out Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley he most defiantly also wants rid of Servers Snap, Tom Riddle and Voldemort, the last two should also really be the same character choice to be honest. Or better yet a method of filtering out (or for cause some might want it) Mslash. Amen.'
Reviewer's Corner
[Spoiler Warning!]
I'm your host, Thrans. Bringing not only some of the reviews from the last chapter but also their answers, to you the reader, lets begin.
The Dark Dragenknow for his own wonderful work asked us: Will we be having a Harry/Eve Lemon soon? While I can tell you that the next chapter is scheduled to include lemony goodness, Harry and Eve Lemons are not scheduled to mentally take place until the second year and physically till fourth.
Guestfrom March the 2nd said: Eve is so immature compared to Harry it's not even funny. How can they be the same age? Eve has always relied heavily on Harry and even more so after the attack that killed him, this mixed with the emotional imbalance of puberty and her feeling for Harry have effected her greatly. Harry on the other hand has clear set goals to guide him through the mess, become Overlord, Repair Tower Heart, Get Back to Eve, Protect Eve. All Eve has is 'Wait for Harry' and is unable to cope with the idea that other girls my distract/steal him from her leaving her alone.
Shirley (via Guest account): that review put a spanner in the works... taken me a long time to work out how best to answer.
Hmm I dislike you suggesting that they should just f*** like rabbits. (I suggested that?) I mean harry and eve were all the other had for the first ten years of their life, in which they were abused by the dursleys. It stands to reason that they would be closer than normal and as Harry is the only male that eve trusts it would be understandable if he were to at least be her first and probably only boyfriend. (Totally agree. Also the fact they are mental connected gives an extra layer of trust, how ever this wont mean they will never fight.) Also about your chaos equals evil I would like to point out that the war in the Afghanistan has been chaos for years. Are you suggesting that the British and American troops are evil for being there and contributing to the chaos. I'm not trying to say that your something your not I would just like your view on this matter as you seem so clear cut on your good/ evil lines (To answer this I must turn to both the Yin Yang principle and Dungeons and Dragons Morality chart [you know x axis good, neutral, evil y axis lawful/order, neutral, chaos] It is in say a wolf's nature to eat a human baby child, does this make it evil for following the natural order of things? The position of Overlord renders all mortals under his rule as equal, slaves are fed and protected for their labour, beasts are tamed and herds culled creating an unnatural Order/Laws to control the Chaotic patters of the world. Lives are saved [A good thing.] at the cost of freedom [A bad thing.]. The role of the Overlord is to reset the balance between light and dark so that the light does not corrupt it's self [As seen with the Heros in the first game and the Empire in the second].) In all honesty Shirley I have no idea if I replied this review in the way you hoped, feel free to contact me in the future with more questions, and should you wish to PM me for faster answers (this goes as well to all my readers).
Omake
Random conversations from characters off-screen.
Voldemort: "I'm telling you Gnarl, I'm far more evil than that boy!"
Lilith: "PG13 Evil"
Voldemort: "What!"
Gnarl: "It's true, your reign of evil is almost worthless. You've taken Nazi World War Two tactics, added magic and had Disney clean them up."
Thrans: "He's right, Harry however is taking medieval style Lordship, a dash of diplomacy, Mongol empire tactics and good old fashioned mental enslavement."
Kelda: "And his reign will bring lemons!"
Lilith: "And sooner than you might think!"
Voldemort: "No! I'm the most Evil thing in the Multi-verse and I challenge anyone to disprove it!"
Alucard: "Really?"
Voldemort: "Rea- Wait Al-Alucard!"
Alucard: "I was just going for a nice moonlit stroll when, low and behold I hear a voice. Someone claiming they were the most evil guy around..."
Voldemort: "I- I was talking about mortals, not Fuck Mothering Vampires like yourself, after your far superior to such peons as us."
Alucard: "Quit you grovelling. I can settle who's the most Evil mortal by looking into the future!"
Gnarl: "You can do that now?"
Aludard: "Gnarl, I'm an immortal vampire, who consumes the souls of his victims, turning them into weapons, can also shape-shift, and then absorbed that trap cat-boy, giving me the power to have and not have anything I want. Just run with it."
*Mummers of agreement all round, while Alucard pulls out a crystal ball and stares into it.*
Alucard: "I see evil.. I can't quite make out the gender.. Robes... Long.. Blond hair."
Lucius Malfoy: "Yes!"
Voldemort: "Traitor!"
Alucard: "It's a girl!"
Gabrielle Delacour: "Go Big Sis!"
Fleur Delacour: "I don't want to be evil!"
Alucard: "I see... I see... Pink and blue.. Glasses? O'God! I'm out of here!"
-In a Darked Corner-
Figure wrapped in a cloak: "It's such a pity I won't be arriving till about chapter 13... still gives me more time to train my flesh-eating Crumple Horned Snorkacks"
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