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AN - This is where I'm going to do all of the x-overs that I want to be longer than a one-shot but not a full, long story. Maybe between 3 to 10 chapters per x-over arc, give or take. The first arc will be The Walking Dead

Harry Potter Through the Multiverse

Chapter 1

Breathing heavily, he looked over his shoulder one last time before jumping headfirst through the open window. Waving his wand, the ground beneath him became soft and bouncy just as he flipped and landed on his back. His body bounced high enough that he was able to snap his legs underneath him. As soon as his feet hit the floor, he was running.

"GET BACK HERE YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Jean Pierre Delacour shouted, firing Cruciatus curses at the completely naked man. As he ran, his dick and balls flopped around wildly. Just then, Apolline burst through the door, equally naked with a frantic look on her face.

"He was teaching me yoga! That's all!" she cried out, trying to grab her husband's arm and keep him from cursing the young man. Unfortunately, the running man decided to stick his hand up and give her husband the bird. She would have giggled if the situation wasn't so serious.

"KEEP YOUR DAMN HANDS OFF OF MY WIFE … AND MY DAUGHTERS!" he yelled again as the man made it past the ward boundary and disappeared.

Harry Potter Through the Multiverse

Hermione Weasley heard a pop out back. She went to the kitchen door and was about to look through the window in the door when it suddenly opened. In came her best friend, Harry Potter who just happened to be fully nude. His hair was more messy than normal, and he was red-faced and sweaty. "Harry? What are you …?" she asked but then stopped short. She sniffed and tossed him a suspicious look. "You smell like sex," she told him. "Did you get caught by another husband?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Harry gave her a cheeky, lopsided grin.

"Maybe … but it's nothing I can't handle," he assured her. "Do I have any clothes here?" he asked. Hermione's face grew hot.

"You left your shirt and trousers behind when Ron almost caught us. Luckily I was able to kick them under the bed. Thankfully, Ron hasn't cleaned the room a day in his life," she said. Harry smiled and grabbed her by the hips. He pulled her forward, and her hand immediately found his muscular belly. She moved her hands up his abs until she was feeling his pecs. Harry was busy squeezing and groping her jean-clad ass.

"That's brilliant! You're a lifesaver, Hermione," he happily said, continuing with his exploration of her womanly body.

"Harry … You need to be careful," she said in a near whisper. "How many times have you been caught? How many enemies have you made?" she asked him as his hands moved underneath the backside of her t-shirt. His hands caressed her soft, warm skin.

"Don't worry so much, love. I've got it all under control," he promised.

Hermione was right about one thing, Harry thought to himself. He had been caught way too many times. It was getting to the point where he would legitimately have to watch his back whenever he left his house. Harry couldn't help it though. After all of the adventures during school, both good and bad, once he had finally finished Voldemort, his life had become very boring. He quickly learned that the normal life that he had once craved would eventually drive him insane. The same girl day after day was growing dull. His day-to-day life with no sense of danger had him feeling as though he were being smothered. There was nothing to live for. That was when he dumped Ginny and began sleeping around. While having sex with many different women wasn't inherently dangerous, some of them were married or in a relationship, and the fear of getting caught in the act did, in fact, spice his life up a bit.

There were rumors going around that he was a sex addict, which couldn't be further from the truth. In reality, he was more of an adrenaline junky that craved action and adventure. Sadly, there was very little of that left in the magical world. Being an Auror wasn't as exciting as they made it be. Being a dragon handler wasn't all that exciting, and if you actually knew what you were doing, then it wasn't overly dangerous either. The same was true with Cursebreaking. The only thing that he had was sleeping with women and pissing off their husbands. When Apolline's husband was tossing Unforgivables at him, Harry had never felt so alive. It reminded him of the good old days when the Death Eaters were trying to kill him. Unfortunately, there was nothing to be done about any of it. This was his life, and he just had to make the best of it, Harry thought as he unclipped Hermione's bra and moved his hands around to her front.

Harry Potter Through the Multiverse

The ping of his wards going off made Harry sit up in bed. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and rolled out of bed. He leaned down a bit and moved the curtains aside that were covering the bedside window. In the distance, through the darkness, Harry saw what appeared to be a large mob of men. His heart immediately began pounding as adrenaline flooded his veins. Were the Death Eaters back for revenge? Harry didn't know, nor did he care. His wand was in his hand quicker than a flash while a smile graced his handsome face. Then, one after another, flames sparked to life as the mob lit their torches. It was then that Harry recognized a few faces. The most prominent was the face of Jean Pierre. He was speaking and waving his torch and his other arm in a very animated fashion, as though he was inciting the crowd. Next to him was Arthur Weasley of all people. He actually had a pitchfork in his other hand. This was a strange sight since Arthur was usually a very happy and carefree individual. He must have been very riled up to act in such a way. He briefly remembered back to when he had a fistfight with Lucius Malfoy in Diagon Alley all those years ago.

'I guess he's still mad about walking in and seeing Molly tossing my salad,' Harry thought. 'Or maybe it was when Ginny's firstborn child with her loving husband, Dean Thomas, came out with messy, black hair and green eyes … and completely caucasian.'

Needless to say that he was persona non grata at the Weasley house. Suddenly, the wards began flaring as they fired spells at it, trying to take it down. "Oh shit," Harry muttered, getting ready to either fight or flee. Before he could even make up his mind, the world around him suddenly froze. Harry blinked a few times before slowly making his way back to the window. He once again moved the curtain and saw that the angry mob was frozen. There were even several red spells that were hanging in mid-air, completely unmoving. "What the …?" Harry asked, confused.

"You've really done it now, haven't you?" came a voice from behind. Harry jumped in fright and turned around with his wand pointed and ready to fire. He closed his eyes and sighed in relief.

"Luna," he complained, lowering his wand. "You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry," she smiled cutely, clearly not caring.

"You know … Now's not a good time," Harry told her, looking out the window again.

"They're really mad you know," Luna told him, joining his side. "They've come here to kill you," she added. Harry's eyes lowered into slits.

"How do you know?" he asked her.

"Look … There's the Minister," Luna pointed. Sure enough, the new Minister of Magic was in the crowd looking as angry as the rest of them. "He arranged it so that none of them will be blamed for your death. He has a captured Death Eater that was on the run in a secret cell in the Ministry. They're going to blame the attack on him."

"You're sure about this?" Harry hissed, his blood boiling. Luna nodded.

"I can't believe them!" he snarled. Luna, however, giggled.

"You've been defiling their wives and daughters, Harry. You turned them into a bunch of cucks. Of course, they're not going to stand around and let you keep acting like that. They're angry," Luna explained.

"Well, they're about to find that I'm not so easy to kill. Voldemort found out the hard way," Harry smiled wickedly. His fingers were tingling as he readied himself for battle. Luna rolled her eyes. 'Boys are always so dumb,' she thought.

"Wait a minute … Are you the one freezing them?" he asked. Luna nodded again. "That's some spell!" Harry complimented her. Luna smiled cutely again.

"It's not a spell. It's a type of magic intrinsically linked to my kind," she honestly told him. Harry blinked.

"Your kind?" he asked for clarification. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm your Guardian Angel," she smiled. "Or at least, I used to be."

"My Guardian Angel?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Everyone has always said that I'm weird. Is it really that hard to believe?" Before Harry could answer, she went on. "It was my job to make sure that you survived until your final meeting with Voldemort. Win or lose, my job was done. I'm glad that you won though," she said, smiling at him again.

"I find this hard to believe," Harry said, pondering her answer. "But you've never been a liar."

Luna had always been very strange to him, Harry had to admit. She always knew the truth behind things, which Harry found eerie on occasion. Her peers were often put off by her strange behavior and her odd way of talking. Her eyes seemed to know more than she let on, and she was rarely ever bothered by things that a normal human would be. The idea that she might not be completely human had popped into his head more than once. After thinking about it for a moment, what she was saying might not actually be the craziest thing in the world.

"Remember when you were stuck in your cupboard as a kid, and you were starving? Sometimes food would magically appear there. That was me," she said proudly. "Your favorite was my banana pudding."

"The Nilla Wafers in it were really good," Harry admitted. "But I don't have the time to put all of the clues together to discover the truth … so I'll go ahead and trust you. Thanks for helping me out, Luna. I'm sure that you were a big help," Harry told her, not really caring if she really was telling the truth or not. He had more important things to worry about, like the bloodthirsty mob that was threatening to burn down his house.

"Thank you. My time here is coming to an end. That's why I haven't been seen around very often. Soon, I won't be seen again at all."

"That, actually, will make me sad," Harry said. "I'd miss you if I never got to speak with you again," Harry truthfully told her. Luna's cheeks turned pink.

"That's nice to know. I'll certainly miss you as well," she said to him. "Knowing that I'll be leaving soon and seeing that you were in trouble, I decided to help you out one last time."

"Really?" Harry smiled. "This certainly helps. I'll go outside and set them on fire…" he said with glee. "... then you can unfreeze them."

"Not that kind of help," Luna huffed. "I'd get in trouble for letting you kill them while they're frozen under my powers," she said. "Here …" She grabbed his hand and put something around his wrist. Harry held his hand up. It looked like a leather strap with a very complicated watch face attached.

"What's this?" he asked, taking a closer look. There were dials with numbers and symbols. He didn't understand any of it.

"This will allow you to travel through the Multiverse," Luna explained. Harry looked confused so she continued. "There are many different versions of Earth in many different universes. I can travel through them easily enough, but then again, I'm a bit different than your average person."

"You can say that again," Harry muttered. Luna poked him in the ribs. "Assuming that this thing even works, that means that you want me to leave? Earth I mean?" Luna nodded.

"Because of your … less than wholesome actions as of late, you've made a lot of enemies. I don't recommend sticking around, but if for some reason you would like to return, you can just use the Space-Time-Turner," she said, pointing at the wrist strap.

"I don't know, Luna," Harry said, not convinced.

"You know how you've been desperate for action and adventure?" she asked. Harry nodded. "Well, here …" She grabbed his wrist and began fooling with the knobs. "There! I've set it so that you'll only be taken to Earths filled with excitement and adventure."

"How do I use this thing?" he asked, looking it over.

"See this knob?" she asked. "Whenever you want to use it, just crank this knob until it won't turn anymore. That primes it. Then you just press this button here. The Space-Time-Turner will do the rest. To return here, wind the knob and press this button here," Luna showed him. Harry nodded in understanding.

"Are you sure about all of this?"

"These guys aren't going to stop hunting you until you're dead, Harry. You've really pissed them off," Luna warned him.

"I have that effect on people," Harry smirked. Luna giggled.

"People either love you or hate you," she smiled, kissing his cheek lovingly.

"So would I get to take anything along?" Harry wondered. Luna put her finger against her chin and thought about it for a moment. She then stood straight and snapped her fingers. In her hand appeared a wallet that seemed to be made from some weird type of leather. She handed it to him.

"When you open it normally, it will act as a normal wallet. If you press your finger on that symbol first and then open it, it will act as a storage bag. You can fill about a trunk's worth of items in there," she said, pointing to the strange rune. Harry did as she said and pressed the symbol. He then opened the wallet and looked into the opening. There was plenty of space to hold a decent amount of items. Harry then closed it and looked at Luna.

"There's no money in there," he complained. Luna smiled at him.

"That's part of the adventure. Though … I will give you this," she said, snapping her fingers again. A card appeared in her hand. She handed him what appeared to be a blank, white card. When he touched it, it changed into a perfect copy of an English driver's license. "This will change into any local ID that you will need, including passports. That ought to save you a few headaches."

"That's brilliant!" Harry said happily, flipping it over and seeing the black, magnetic bar across the back. He stuffed it in his new wallet. "What's this thing made of?" Harry asked her, holding it up to his nose and giving the weird leather a sniff. It smelled slightly musky.

"Snorkack hide," Luna told him. "They're celestial beings. Most people will never see one." Harry silently nodded and stuffed it in his back pocket.

"There is one more thing …" Luna began. Harry turned his attention to her. "You may not always have access to your magic, but you will always be more than a normal human," she said knowingly. Harry raised an eyebrow. In return, she just smiled, not bothering to answer his unasked questions. "So … Are you willing to try it out? OH! By the way, you won't age while you're traveling. You'll only age whenever you come back here to your original reality," Luna quickly added.

"Are you sure that this is the best way to handle things?" Harry asked, still slightly unsure. This whole thing was utterly insane. He knew that Luna could be weird at times, but this really took the cake, Harry thought to himself.

"Yeah. You don't have to be gone forever, you know? I'll try and smooth things over for you before I leave. And like I said, it's not like you'll age. When will you ever get another opportunity like this?" Luna asked. Harry smiled widely.

"As always, you're right, Luna. This could be a great opportunity for fun and adventure," he said, looking at the wristband. "You're gonna be gone whenever it is that I decide to come back … right?"

"Most likely," Luna said.

"Will I ever see you again?" Harry asked. He'd certainly miss his fairy-like friend.

"I think it's safe to say that we'll run into each other again," Luna told him, smiling. She gave him a big hug. Harry eagerly returned it.

"HARRY!" she squeaked in surprise when she felt his hands squeeze her tight bum. Harry was smiling sheepishly.

"Old habits die hard," he said. Luna huffed but couldn't keep herself from smiling. "Turn this and press this?" he asked. Luna nodded. "Should I leave now?" he asked.

"It's as good of a time as any," she truthfully said. Harry nodded.

"I'll see you on the other side. Thanks a ton, Luna!" he chirped right before pressing the button. He disappeared from the room.

Luna also disappeared, but then reappeared outside. "Harry's idea wasn't half bad." She threw out her hand, and a torrent of fire shot out, engulfing the angry mob. She then unfroze them only to hear their screams of agony. She waved her hand again and sent each of them back to their previous locations. She had spent years protecting Harry from so many different dangers that she found it difficult to stop now.

"Old habits do, in fact, die hard," she giggled creepily as she disappeared.