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*** Potions class

They didn't cover anything but theory in charms, which Harry listened to avidly, despite knowing most of what was being taught, after all, it's foolish to ever pass up a chance to learn new information.
He was looking forward to Potions quite a bit, it seemed like one of the most important subjects, but what he had heard about it, by listening in on conversations was mostly really negative.
Harry had read ahead, the entire textbook, so he was hoping that he wouldn't fall behind in his Potions education if the teacher did turn out to be subpar.
The Potions Master strode into the classroom, robe billowing behind him, scowl on his face, and oily hair sticking to his head.
'I have to know how he does the cloak billowing thing', Harry thought.
Snape stood at the front of the class.
"The art of potions requires no foolish wand waving, so I doubt any of you dunderheads will be able to get it… but if you can truly learn the art of pioneering, in this class you can learn to bottle fame, brew a fortune and put a stopper on death."
He sneered at the entire class.
"But if you're the usual dunderheads that I have to teach, then I'll be rid of you come OWL year."
He glared at Harry particularly and began to take attendance.
"Harry Potter, our new… celebrity…" Snape called out, his malicious intent obvious in his voice.
Harry idly noticed all of Snape's intimidation tactics and noted them down in case he needed to use them later.
"Lets see if you've done your reading shall we? Potter! Where would you find a bezoar!"
"In the stomach of a goat, sir." Harry replied respectfully.
"What's the difference between monkswood and wolfsbane." Snape snapped back.
"They are one and the same, sir."
Snape looked at him appraisingly before looking away and ignoring him and continuing with the roll call.
"Instructions on the board, begin, you have half an hour." Snape said, flourishing his wand and leaving the instructions on the board.
Ron started to complain loudly, and Snape deducted 10 points from Gryffindor.
Harry inwardly rolled his eyes. Snape was no great shakes as a teacher but complaining and insulting him would only make him worse.
Harry started on his own potion, and found that his cooking skills helped him quite a bit in his cure for boils, he quickly and efficiently completed his potion in 25ish minutes and bottled it, handing it to Snape, and wondering what his reaction would be to his nearly perfect potion.
Snape studied the vial carefully and far more critically than he had looked at Malfoys'.
"Hmmm, passable…" Snape reluctantly said, putting an A into his grade book.
"I'll try to do better next time, sir." Harry offered politely, while still inwardly knowing that his potion was easily worth an O.
Still, Snape would not be conducting the end-of-years, so Harry did not have to worry about his potions OWLs and NEWTs as long as he kept up his standard of work.
*** After Harry's potions class
Snape stared after the departed class, reevaluating his thoughts on the spawn of James Potter. He had expected him to be a carbon copy of the late Lord Potter, arrogant, not studying, laughing through potions, but instead Harry was polite and submitted a potion that was even better than Draco's. Still, the boy was related to James Potter but still, MAYBE, he wasn't as bad as he'd thought he'd be.
Snape grudgingly changed the A in his book into an O, deciding to wait, just a bit, before condemning the Potter child altogether.

*** Defence class

Defence was the most useless class that Harry had ever sat in. At least in Potions, they were learning something by making Potions, even if Snape was a bad teacher, but in Defence, Quirrell stuttered the entire time, reading the first paragraph of a textbook that Harry had read and deemed useless.
Harry zoned out Quirrell, instead picking up his book on occlumency and reading the third stage. The first had been objectifying his memories as books and the second had been, organising them into a library of sorts.
Harry started reading.
The third stage of Occlumency is building your mental defences. The most important thing to remember while performing this stage is that inside your mind, you control everything. This stage if often easier for younger people purely because their imagination runs wilder and is less controlled. There have been recorded instances of children pushing adults violently out of their minds while just imagining toy soldiers or the like.
For this stage, you must locate your 'mental library' and anchor all your defences around it. You must imagine walls around the library, and there will be walls. You can imagine your own defences as well, your only restriction is your imagination. At first, you will need to concentrate on your defences to keep them up, but once you have thought up walls and some basic defences, and can keep them there for an extended period of time, by concentrating on it, you are ready to move on to step 4.
Harry put down the book. He doubted that he would be allowed to meditate in Quirrell's classroom, or any classroom for that matter, he did not want to give the impression that he was sleeping in class to any of his teachers, even Quirrell.
He picked up his occlumency book again and was about to start reading step 4, when a piercing pain hit his scar.
Harry's hand immediately shot up to his scar. Quirrell was looking at him quite intently, and Harry realised, behind the curtain of pain, the tickling sensation of legilimency, the art of invading his mind.
With a little concentration, Harry finally got a chance to put his theoretical Occlumency knowledge to the test, the boy put up walls and cannons, and started blasting the intruder, who he assumed to be Quirrell without a second thought. It was only after he'd managed to catch Quirrell by surprise and knock him over, throwing off his virtual cloak, that he realised it wasn't Quirrel who was snooping around in his mind.
It was Voldemort.

"From his own experience, Harry knew that luck had never been on his side. At that moment he decided that he wouldn't rely on luck to solve his problems, he had to become smart, beyond the norm and talk his way through life. That's the only way he could survive." 

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No place is a better place for looking at some information than a library. One of Iris reasons to go to Hogwarts is to personally see the content of it's library. Iris has spent almost all of her free times there. Sometimes she would be accompany by Hermione Granger, who think of her as comrade with same hobbies. Or, in this current situation, Draco Malfoy, who's been wandering alone around Harry and Iris lately.

Draco has just finish his charms assignment, he look up from his parchment to see Iris still busy, reading some old books.  He noticed that Iris usually read books about curses or charms. Draco rolled up his parchment and put it in his school bag, alongside his self-inking Quill.

He rise from his seat and strech, "I'll go back first, okay." he said.

"Ok, bye." Iris said without looking up from the book that she read.

"Bye." Draco shook his head at the flat response, getting used to it now. He grab his bag and walk out of the library.

Draco just walk pass by the Great Hall when he was grab from behind, hand covering his mouth.

He was thrown in an empty room nearby. He turn his head to see Crabbe and Goyle standing menacingly while looking at him.

"What?" Draco ask arrogantly, try to stand back while dusting his robe off the dust.

Crabbe kick him hard, "Stop acting like you're our boss. You're not."

Draco snorted. Crabbe get angry and went to kick him again. Goyle stop him.

Crabbe turn to face Goyle, "Why did you hold me back?"

"His Dad can get us kill." Goyle said.

"Forget him." Crabbe wave Goyle away, "Don't you remember what my father wrote in his letter, there is a move in the Ministry, the Minister did not take after Malfoy again."

What a dumbass, Draco thought. His father has wrote him too. Minister Fudge has been trying to curry favor with Black. He's been ignoring Lucius, Draco's father. Lucius has a suspicion that Fudge may have something planned. Lucius know about his son friendship with Potter and told Draco to trust his insting instead. Draco is so happy when he's told that he could keep Potter friendship.

But, this two is such a pain in his ass. 

***

"Ehm." Light cough disturb Iris.

She look up from the book that she's reading and come to face Madam Pince.

"Time to close." the librarian said.

"Oops." Iris look back at the book on her hands to memorize the last page that she read and write it in a little notebook that she kept. 

She closed the book and put it back to it's place where she took it from before. She wave Madam Pince goodbye and walk out of the library.

Iris walk with silent and steady steps. She's just about to take a turn to go downstairs to the Hufflepuff entrance when she heard commotion. She stop walking and try to hear better. It's like someone getting mad at some other guy?

Iris walk slowly to the source of the sound. It is in an empty room that she know exist near there. Iris stop to peek at the unclosed door and found three young boys. Two is big bodies and one is thin blonde boy. 

Is that Draco? That blonde is so Malfoy like. Iris squint her eyes. Definetely Draco. And that big boys is the twins but not twins, that has been with him at Hogwarts Express before. Who is it again? Damn, she can't remember their names. Whatever. They were talking, well, the big boys is talking. Draco just stand there, stick to the wall.

"...always together with Potter."

Hm. What is it all about?

Draco move from his place in the wall, "It's none of your bussiness." he said.

Iris want to applaud Draco. It's look like he's been forced to a corner by the two boys and got threatened to stay away from Harry, but still managed to sound so arrogant. 

One of the boys grab Draco collar shirt roughly, "You think we're afraid of you?" 

"Aren't you nothing more than Malfoy's lackeys?" Draco said. That was what Ronald Weasley from Gryffindor use to insult them.

The boy kick Draco hard. Iris has just want to move her fingers to block the attack when someone walk pass her, straight in to the room.

Damn it, Harry. 

***

Harry Potter has just finish another one of his daily mind conversation with Voldemort. He got up from his bed and went to look for Iris. Theo has said before that Iris is in library the last time he sees her, so Harry go out from the Hufflepuff common room to fetch her.

He see her walk pass the door that's leading to their common room. Harry find her eavesdropping nearby. He too hear what was said. When he see that Crabbe want to kick Draco, he move forward to block the kick. He push hard and throw Crabbe away from Draco.

"WHAT THE??!!" Crabbe blown up, but got silent when he see Harry Potter standing protectively in front of Draco.

Goyle move to help Crabbe and stand beside him. Harry just stand there in silent. Draco look up at Harry like he's his hero. Iris still stand by the door. No need for her to get involved then.

They are glaring at each other, more like Crabbe and Goyle are glaring at Harry, who's glaring back at them. Draco just look disdainfully at his two housemates.

"That's enough." Harry suddenly said, "Stay away from Draco."

"Saint Potter is so brave, he even defend Death Eaters son." Crabbe mock Harry.

Harry is frowning, how come this two have guts to hit Malfoy, things has change this time around.

"What??" Crabbe missunderstood Harry's silence and continue to mock Harry, "Don't you know Death Eaters? Follower of The Dark Lord? The one who kill your parents?"

Outside, Iris knock her forehead on the wall. That dumbass.

"Oh, shut up." Harry said. Crabbe feel that his tounge get stick in the roof of his mouth. He pointed at Harry with red face. Goyle grab him and take him away from the room.

"Idiots." Harry said at their backs. Crabbe want Harry to hate Draco for the things that Lucius Malfoy did, totally forget about the fact that they too, are son's of a Death Eaters. He turn to look at Draco, "Are you okay?"

Draco nodded, he can't believe that Potter still defend him after what Crabbe has said.

"Can you walk?" Harry ask, "Did he kick you somewhere?"

Draco grimaced, just realizing that he's been kicked twice, his foot and stomach did feel hurts.

"We'll go to the hospital wings." Harry then help him to walk.

They both walk by pass the empty corridor. Eh. Harry's glancing around to find Iris, none. Where did she go again? Sigh. He focus on getting Draco to Madam Pomfrey instead.

***

"Mmm...mmmmm..mmmm" Crabbe try to talk to Goyle. Feeling angry. There's two of them, he believe that they can take over Potter. Why did Goyle take him away? He push Goyle hard.

Goyle sigh, "Don't you see that he curse you without wands?" 

Crabbe eyes widened. He did not realized that.

"Potter is different." Goyle said, "We can't just fight him like that."

Crabbe nodded.

"What I don't understand is, why did you guys have to talk about his parents?" there is a girl voice behind them, "Don't you know that I have spent a very long time try to convince him to take this path?"

Crabbe and Goyle turn around and see Iris Swan. They are feeling weird at the moment, where did this girl come from?

"We don't know what you're talking about." Goyle said.

"And you won't." Iris move her fingers.

Crabbe and Goyle turn to face each other, they grab each other clothes and started fighting. Iris look at them one last time at the duo. Sigh heavily, then walk away.

***

The first time Harry Potter repeat his life, he thought he got a second chance to fix everything  and save everyone.

The second time it happen, he thought that life (or is it death) must be play a joke at him.

The next time it happen again, he just feel tired and want it all to end.

Now it happen, Harry is surprised to find a little girl he never seen before.

"You've done it all wrong." Iris Swan said while giving Harry devil eyes, "you're saving the wrong people, making win the wrong side."

Harry is dumbfounded.

Sirius Black was bored out of his mind. Since Voldemort's resurrection and turning The Black family home as The base of operations for The Order Of The Phoniex he thought that an all out war was going to break out but for whatever reason old Voldy had decided to hide away from the world, making no moves or power plays leaving The Order practically useless.

"If that is all for today that we are aj.." Ablus began to speak before a book serval inches thick fell on the table causing every wizard and witch to draw out their wands in preparation for an attack of some kind.

After a few seconds that felt more like hours Albus summoned the book towards him. he saw a note attached to the front. waving his wand over it, he fet no dark magic or I'll intention and lightly picked it and began reading.

/Good Morning Order Of The Phoniex, This interruption must have come as a surpise to you all but rest assured I meant you no harm. 

You must be wondering why a book has appeared in front of you all, well in case you have not read the title yet, it is a book about Harry James Potter but this unlike other books you have heard of,this is the genuine article./

some of the order members rose eyebrows at that claim of authenticity.

/It is a Book of his future.../ Albus continued drawing gasps from most of the occupants and a scoffs form others not believing it for a second. / I must tell you that dark times lay ahead...Darker then anyone had anticipated. now usually someone of my statue can not intervene in the natural course of the timeline but because of some loopholes I have found I was able to send you this "book" in order to help you. Please do not take this for granted it may be your only chance of survival.

Your,Kinda sorta friend./ Albus finished looking remarkable pensive. he began looking towards the books as The order members remained silent looking towards him. He waved his wand over the thick book muttering silently. After a minute he put down the book and sat down feeling slightly dizzy "It's real." he whispered and the dining room broke out in load chatter.

"so wait this book is really of the future Albus?" Mirvana questioned her leader who nodded his head. 

"Then what are we waiting for let's read it." Alastor "Mad Eye"Moody said ready to obtain whatever information he could glean from these books to help the war effort.

"wait, wait wait. Should we do this...I mean this is a book about Harry future or no wouldn't this be an invasion of privacy?" Fluer questions The order of the morality of reading the book.

"Harry would understand." Sirus responded gaining surpise and apllead looks from some of the people in the meeting. He rolled his eyes " Harry hates voldermort, hates all that he stands for, if this book can give us information on how to defeat him, how to save everyone and everything that we care about that he would not hesitate to open this book up and read it to the whole wizarding world." 

"Maybe we should contact him, ask for permission or whatever?" Nymphadora (Don't call her That) Tonks asked. Albus shook his head negatively " We can't, as soon as I touched  the book a powerful spell activated; A time dilation and force field, keeping us in and slowing down time to a great extent. It is impossible to contact Mr.Potter or anyone  at the moment." 

"Then their is no other choice but to read." Remus Lupin commented. Albus nodded his head and Read The Tile [Harry Potter:The War Mage] Sirus widen his eyes "War Mage." whispered to his friend and cousin.

[ A raven haired man with a semi decent beard covering the lower half of his face is seen wearing a hip length black trench coat and a black long sleeved shirt tucked into black combat pants and black steel toed combat boots. The man carried a silver sword made of the finest metals on his back ready to be drawn at any moment and In his left hand he held a wand of great and terrible power; known as the Elder Wand.]

Albus widen his eyes in surpise looking down At the wand he has carried since nineteen forty five when he had defeated a man he loved more then life itself.

[ Despite having one of the most powerful wands In all of existence, he does not drop his guard, he does not let the immense power he wields give him a false sense of security. Bright and Hard emerald eyes scan the desolates streets of was once a magic filled wonderland;Diagon Ally. He remembered when he was a boy and found out he wasn't alone in the world, that there were other like him.The joy he remembered feeling,All encompassing and never ending, now looking at this dull, liveless place only brings an indescribable ache in his heart.]

"I can't believe Diagon Ally is gone." Molly whispered in sadness wearing a face of depression mirror by most of the room.

[ As The man continues to walk slowly but purposely ready to deal with any enemy that comes his way, The scar that has haunted him for all his life; once small but has grown much bigger traveling through his eye and ending at his cheeckbone.]

"That's Harry?" Fluer questioned wondering what happened to his scar. 

Tonks felt bad for the guy. She knew how much he hated that scar, for it to cover a even larger portion of his face was a little bit cruel.

[He began to follow the familar pain emitting from his scar like a compass and soon he saw The monster that had ruined his life, ruined the world in front of him, kneeling at a mirror he remembers from so long ago;The Mirror of Erised.]

Albus Narrows his eyes at that, wondering why Tom has The Mirror knowing that at this moment is in secure vault at Gringotts.

[The man can see Voldemort carving runes around the mirror, not liking where this could be leading tries to enter the space but is rebuked by a magical force field. He sees the man look back towards him smirks he then turns back towards his work double his speed. 

The Man reaches for the Silver sword strapped on his back; Holding it in his right hand he begans to channel magic through it. The Sword begans to glow slightly green, Once his magic and will is firmly intertwined into the steel he swings it towards the magical field. He cannot slice completely through it but he manages a large enough cut that he can enter his wand arm and aim it at the ground where the runes lay shutting down the field keeping him at bay from his enemy.]

"I did not not know we could do that." Kingsley Shacklebot says in awe of what he had heard being described. Albus looks slightly shocked as well "it had been done before but the technique takes a superior control of magic and skill to do properly, and is mostly used by warriors that spends more time fighting physically then magically" Albus responded to the man. 

["did you really think that would stop me." The man asks the monster in barley human skin. his voice his gruff from unuse. Voldemort turns to look at his rival chuckling at the idotic question. 

"Of course not Harry." He responds shaking his head. "I just needed a minute." He smiles viciously like a beast ready to eat it's prey.

Harry not wanting to drag this out swings his sword and a burst of deadly magical energy busts from the blade aiming to take off Voldemort's head.]

"Shit that's possible?!" Tonks asks the Headmaster who for the first time in a long time is visibly shaken.

"I...um, yes yes. It's possible." Albus responds to the young women. "But it's almost ten times more difficult then the pervious technique shown and it takes an extremely powerful wizard to even attempt what Harry has done." Albus says gravely.

Sirus looks at the Headmaster In apprehension "Why?" He questions. Albus takes a moment to organize his thoughts " Because if done improbably then the magic user runs the risk of damaging their magical core and could render them a squib." This revelation causing every person in the dining hall eyes to widen.

[Voldemort in preparation whips out his wand redirecting the magical energy away from him and his little project. " tsk, tsk Mr. Potter didn't mommy ever teach you...oh wait I killed her." he laughs like a mad man.

For several minutes Harry and Voldemort dulled throwing spells at each other like mad men and turning the surrounding area into dust after serval minutes Voldemort unleashed Fiendfyre causing harry to enact a shield of tranfigued steel around his person to protect himself. After that Voldemort turned away from the man and walked towards the mirror he then began to speak.

"People think I feared Dumbledore." Voldemort  said. "I didn't. I was weary of his power of course, I would be an idiot if I wasn't but I did not fear the man. He was soft, Full of too much mercy and Compassion, whenever we dueled he never aim to kill, Why would i fear a man that I knew would never kill me, would never kill any of my subordinates. But you dear Harry are a diffrent beast all together." he says.]

The Hall was silent for a moment "did... did he just admit to being afraid of Harry" asked Fleur in awe.

["I have feared you since I had heard the first part of The Prophecy all those years ago and ever since then you have proven time and time again that I was right to fear you. you have thwarted me at ever single turn since you were eleven. No matter The challenges throw at you, you've overcome them at ever single turn. While Dumbledore refused to kill even my most disgusting of Deatheaters you slew them without mercy and without regret. when I summoned demons from depths of Hell  and conquered the world it was you that united what was left of humanity and brought me to my knees, if only for a short time and here you are again despite everything, despite being the only one fighting anymore, trying to stop me." He sighed in exhaustion " I'm done. you win. I give up. you can have this ash filled world. I'm going try again." he turned away from spectucal of his Fiendfyre burning his nemesis alive in that steel cage.]

"Wha..what does him mean try again."Charlie Weasley asked In fear. No one had any awnsers to tell him.

"Do..you think Harry will be alright?" Molly whispered to her husband tears rolling down her face.

"I like this boy." Alastor said causing everyone to look at him. "What he sounds like someone I can really get along with, he apparently fights Demons for gods sake and puts the fear in Voldemort I think I'm going to take him under my wing." that caused Tonks to widen her eyes in shock wondering if surpises would ever Cease.

[Harry has been gathering his magical energy focusing at the center of his being. He knew he only had one chance to dismiss the hell fire and if he didn't do it perfectly then he would be burned alive. he dismiss the shield protecting him and as the fire began rushing towards him he released the Pent up magical energy that became magical wind as it left his body in what amounted as a small hurricane.]

"What.The.Fuck." Bill uttered in shock and awe. which was reflected by everyone in the room. Alastor laughed in delight causing eyes to widen even futher " I don't think even you could do that Albus." who nodded in agreement.

[Harry turned towards the darklord commanding his magic to strengthen his muscle and bones making them creak in protest.]

Fluer couldn't believe what she was hearing. How did Harry learn to do this. She had heard of this technique from her grandmother but was never taught it in fear of crippling her.

[ "Goodbye Harry Potter, May you rot In the fiery deeps of Hell" Voldemort told the man and as he jumped through The Mirror of Erised began running at incredible speed. As Voldemort fully passed through The mirror  Harry was only a second behind falling through as well.]

As Albus finished reading the chapter, A bright light encompassed the room blinding The Order. Once the light died down Fred,George, Ron,Ginny, Hermione,Luna and Neville were on the seen on the ground, Dazed and Confused. As the stood up another letter appeared slowly falling into Dumbledore's hand.

during a meeting of the Order Of The Phoniex A book detailing the future of The Boy-Who-Lived and the challenges that he will face appears.

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(A/N: Think of Eric being very forgetful this chapter as his brain decided to do a massive brain-fart and he wasn't really paying attention to anything the last couple of hours.)

The dwarf just stared at me with eyes that oozed confusion at my bad joke.

"Who the bloody fuck is this Harry Potter that you speak of?" He asked questioningly 

"Ok well you see, he's a magical wizard that survived being killed at a youn-"

"Never mind, just shut up. You're voice sounds so annoying."

Hearing this, I frowned slightly before coming up with a great idea. Using my powers, I made a copy of the entire harry potter series but had my powers change it so that it took place in this world instead of the harry potter world and such.

Pulling the set of books from out behind my back, I handed them to him with a smile on my face.

"Here, read these so that I can make references that you can understand."

He stared at me for a bit before leaving the jail-cell and locking it behind him. After that, he went back over to where he was sitting earlier and placed down the books on a nearby table and grabbed his book that he set down originally and started reading it again.

Once again, I frowned upon seeing him do this. 

With a bit of my powers, I made the books very tempting to read to convince him to actually read them. When my powers took affect, you could sometimes noticed slight movements of his head to gaze at the books temporarily before his head moved back to his book.

Each time he looked over at the harry potter books, his gaze became longer and longer each time till he eventually couldn't stop staring at them. 

With a big sigh, he closed his book and set it down. He picked up the first harry potter book and started reading.

'YES! MISSION SUCCESSFUL!' I exclaimed proudly mentally.

I sat down on the floor now that I accomplished my goal of reading the books I gave him. While sitting there, I contemplated what to do next and realized I forgot the entire reason I was doing these random thing in the first place.

I attempted to ponder these questions of life but before I could unravel the questions of the universe, I started to hear a lot of loud walking/stomping coming from the one doorway.

Stopping my questioning of life, I focused on the door waiting for someone to burst their way through. It didn't take long before it happened and a very angry looking dwarf burst through.

"NOW WHERE IS THE PRISONER THAT DARE LEARN OUR LANGUAGE!?!" Screamed the new dwarf with all his might.

The one dwarf who was sitting and reading burst up from his seat into and standing position and immediately saluted as quickly as he could.

"HE'S RIGHT THERE IN THE JAIL CELL SIR!" 

The angry dwarf turned his eyes to me. Inside his eyes looked to be the fury of a thousand suns exploding from anger that could make anyone fear him... Except for, well, me of course.

I just pointed dumbly at myself while sitting on the ground because I honestly forgotten everything that has lead to this moment as I was to busy messing around with the other dwarfs and such.

The angry dwarf stomped his way up over to me and got as close to the bars as he could before he literally stared down at me. After a minute or so of staring, he finally made his first move and tried to spit on me.

Somehow weirdly enough, the spit when it got within a foot of me did a 180 turn and sent itself flying back at the dwarf. It hit him directly on the forehead and his already pissed of angry face became even angrier as it started to steam and turn red from how angry he was.

"lieutenant!" He called out for some people behind him, "Grab the prisoner and bring him to the court room for him to be judged guilty."

His face was now one that looked purely sadistic as if he's been wanting to do this his entire life. Two  dwarfs broke off from the group of dwarfs and rushed to the entrance into the cell. One pulled a key ring from a pocket and started going through hundreds of them before he finally stopped upon one very small one.

Using this small key, he unlocked the door while his buddy entered immediately afterwards with a pair of handcuffs. He quickly attached them to my hands and attempted to pull me up from my sitting position so that he could force me to go where he wanted me to.

However, like another time which someone attempted this, I just sat there completely unmoving until I decided to have some pity and get up and follow them. Once I did, they started leading me through a bunch of passages until we got to a large open room that looked like a court house back on earth.

In the center where the judge would usually be, was a throne with a dwarf sitting in it with gold armor and a crown on his head.

Once I was in the center of the room, the very angry dwarf attempted to force me down on my knees but the outcome was him just getting heavily exhausted from the act of moving a immovable person. 

I just eventually sat down on the ground to get this over with and see what was going to happen. When that happened, the guy with the crown finally spoke up.

"Why have you brought this human here today General Atley?"

The angry dwarf who I just now found out was called General Atley, put his right hand over his heart and bowed down slightly.

"My king, this human here today has done something we forbid every race but dwarfs to do and learned our language. Just by doing that, he compromises a lot of work we've put into things by being able to decipher and now what we're actually saying."

The king nodded for a bit and Atley seeing what he was saying was getting a reaction out of the king, he continued speaking on and on for a good half hour. He kept throwing random fake information in there as well to make what I did sound even worse then what actually did.

And while listening to all this, I remembered finally what I actually did. I just asked them if something was wrong in dwarvish.

I continued listening again and once I heard Atley say something false, I finally spoke up.

"Objection!"

Two guards who were near me put their blades to my throat to intimidate me into not speaking.

"Atley is saying a bunch of fucking lies. All I did was ask in the only dwarvish I knew, "Is something wrong?" in hopes that it would slightly speed up the process of allowing me into the city. I didn't know that just knowing some dwarvish was illegal."

Atleys face grew redder and redder once again.

"SILENCE YOU MONGREL OF A BEAST. YOU ARE A WORTH-"

"Atley. Be quite please."

Atley upon hearing this turned to the king. His face was as pale as snow and his previous anger at me turned to fear of the king.

The Dwarven king slowly got out of his seat and made his way up to me.

"Human... Who're you? I tell how strong everyone is by looking at them but when I look at you... I feel nothing but my very existence attempting to get away from you... If I may know, who-, no. WHAT are you?"

What happens when you die? Most people base their belief of death on religion and when they die, they go to what they believe should happen with death, but what happens when one doesn't believe in God?

Follow Eric Vernal as he experiences what happens after death and his struggle with Godhood. He who has no rights to any power was given them all.

Will Eric try and keep what remains of his now diminishing humanity, or will he become someone with a true God Complex?

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The next morning...

Remus woke up first, being an early riser in general. After ordering breakfast, Remus checked up on Harry. Harry, was currently turning in his sleep, muttering to himself. "No... mom don't..." Harry said, currently in a nightmare. Remus placed a soft hand on his shoulder. "Harry, wake up." Remus said nudging him awake. "Uh, wh-whats happening Uncle Remus?" Harry asked still groggy. "You were having a nightmare. You said something about your mother." Remus said.

"I-I did? I dont remember." Harry said confused. "Well, now that your awake, eat some breakfast, we'll talk afterwards." Remus said before pulling out a copy of the daily prophet. After about fifteen minutes he felt a tug on his sleeve. He looked away from his paper and saw Harry standing there. "I finished Uncle Moony." Harry said. Remus put down the paper with a sigh.

"Harry, how much do you know about wizarding families?" Remus asked. "Not much. I know there's the Lord of a house, and the heir, but that's about it. Oh, I know a bit about the different families and where they stand." Harry explained. "So you know a bit. That helps some." Remus said before he paused. "Hm. What... do you know about how a heir is chosen Harry?" Remus asked.

"Isn't it the oldest male?" Harry asked. "Correct. Now, this is not always true. There are two loopholes in our system. What i am going to tell you, is going to shock you. The first exception, is when a family only births girls. They usually marry someone and negotiate for the second child being named that family." Remus explained.

"But that's doesn't apply to me. Only Rose was born a girl." Harry said. Remus sighed once again. "Again you are right. The seconded exception however does. Now, when there are multiple male children born within three years of each other, or in your case a few minutes, the current Lord can actually transfer the heirship from one child to the next." Remus explained.

Harry turned pale at these words. "They really did throw me away." Harry said quietly. Remus looked at the floor in sadness, he hated to do this to Harry. "Your mother did protest the thought, and so did I, but it was us against Dumbledore, Sirius, and your father." Remus explained. "What does Damien and Rose think?" Harry asked, a tear rolling down his face. "Huh, Damien was happy to be announced as heir, while Rose was sad for you for a few days." Remus said, hugging Harry. "At least you guys care. I can forgive Damien, he's not that smart." Harry said childishly.

"Are they still planning on picking me up for Hogwarts?" Harry asked suddenly. "Yes. While you are no longer heir, you are still a Potter, even though you are considered an outcast by law." Remus said. "What's an outcast?" Harry asked. "An outcast is someone who is still apart of a family, but doesn't have much chance to do anything outside of the families influence. That means that you would have to pick up a job that the Potters have done in the past 30 years." Remus explained.

"My remnant friend's offer seems to be the better one." Harry said sitting down on the bed. "Tell me more of this offer Harry." Remus said sitting back down in the chair. "He didnt get to tell me much, because you interrupted him yesterday when you came and got me." Harry said. "Tell him I'm sorry, but please go on." Remus said with a smile. "He didn't tell me his name, other than he was the last Thornwood. But he said his purpose for staying here is that he had 3000 years to find someone who could become the new heir of the Thornwoods." Harry explained. "He said to do this we needed to go to Gringotts." Harry said.

Remus was deep in thought over this. A remnant, not dark magic, but not light. What's left of the grey I assume. But is there any alternative in Harry's life? Either forge a path through the unknown, or live on the sidelines, at most having an okay life. Remus thought. "Harry, where is your remnant friend?" Remus asked. "Oh, he's in this book I found." Harry said before looking around the room for said book. "Here it is!" Harry said, currently under the bed. Remus inspected the book, searching for any malicious magic or runes. "Don't touch it!" Harry yelled as Remus tried to grab the book. "Why?" Remus asked.

"He told me that it was bound to me. I don't want anything to hurt you." Harry said surprising the were. "How about you write a bit in it, get more information from him." Remus suggested, while he moved two seats together. "Okay, maybe he will tell me his name." Harry wished happily as he sat down at the table. I'm back. Harry wrote. The book lay blank for a few minutes until it said. DON'T EVER THROW ME ON THE FLOOR EVER AGAIN! It wrote angrily. Sorry. Harry said. Can we continue with what you were telling me? He asked. Yes, and tell your moonstruck Uncle to keep this to yourself. The book said, causing Remus to faceplant.

"What's it mean moonstruck?" Harry asked. "Its a very old term for people like me Harry. I'm a werewolf. It's why you didn't see me around all that often." Remus explained. You mean they haven't refound the calming potion for the were's? The book asked. "How did it talk to us without me writing something first?" Harry asked worrily. "I dont know. I also wonder if it means the wolfsbane potion." Remus said, wondered. I can write to you, because I'm absorbing the ambient magic around us, restoring me to my original state.

And no, that is not the potion I know of, but I imagine it works the same. But that is a conversation for later. Now were was I, oh yes. I will need to blood adopt you into the family. Once that is done I can begin teaching you. The book said. "Can you tell us your name?" Remus asked. Ah, pardon my rudeness. I, am Ambrose Thornwood, last decendant of the Thornwood Family. Ambrose said. "Pleasure to meet you." Remus said.

"So what does the blood adoption entail for Harry?" Remus asked. You are quite smart, that is good. Blood adopting Hadrian will change him a bit. His over all personality will remain mostly as he is now, thats why I chose him. He will eventally develope a quirk, as everyone in my family did. Physically, he will change to some degree, how much so, I cannot say. Ambrose explained. "What about magically?" Remus asked. He will probably get stronger, but he will change in what kind of magic he preforms best to that of grey magic.

"Are you telling me that Harry will be best at an area of magic that is almost extinct?" Remus asked. How sad that your people have lost the grey magic they once had. Does anyone still practice it? Ambrose asked. Remus thought for a moment. "I do believe that a few families in England and Europe practice them, but they are all reclusive, and hide the magic, as most people tried to stamp it out." Remus explained. "Why did people do that?" Harry asked. "Grey magic is very powerful, and tends to be destructive. People fear that, so they got rid of it." Remus explained.

Idiots. The lot of you. Ambrose said, shocking the two alive wizards. Grey magic is the origins of all magic, straight from the mother herself. It's the strongest there is in the world. Ambrose explained. "Whose this mother you talk about?" Harry asked. Another time. Back to the current conversation. The book I possess is the Grimoire of the Thornwood's, who had master's in the field of grey magic. Of course we have other magic recorded, but he will have a large ace up his sleeve because I am going to teach him grey magic. Ambrose explained.

"Very well then. Are there any disadvantages to doing this?" Remus asked. There are three. The first being he will no longer be a Potter, making him have to revive the family, or else it will die out forever. The second, is that there is a curse on my family. We pissed off a vampire Lord when one of my ancestors fell in love and married their daughter, without his permission. He cursed us to always want the unknown. That's why we have a lot of magic, we have always searched for it, causing many of my family to die. luckily the curse should be watered down so much that you only have a healthy curiosity for the unknown."

"Those don't seem so bad." Remus said. "What's the third one?" He asked. This one has two parts to it. Part of the deal that I struck with the goblins had them sell all our properties except the land that the manor was on. That means you have no home until you build a new one. This is because of how long the family has been gone. The second part is because we have been gone for so long, you will have to make allies as you will have none in the wizengamot. Ambrose explained. And because he is do young, he will not be able to join the wizengamet until he is fifteen."I see your point. He will also need a magical guardian until he is of age." Remus said. Why don't you do it? Ambrose asked. "England is still in the dark times when it comes to magical creatures. I will not be able to because of the laws we have." Remus explained. Something you will learn, is that the Thornwoods have always stuck it to the man when it comes to laws they think are wrong. Clearly, if you have a potion that keeps you calm during the full moon, you should be fine to support a child. I even know of a way to make you his guardian. Ambrose explained.

"I'll do it Grandpa Ambrose." Harry said."Very well, it seems as though everything will be in order, but I do suggest that you transfer your Potter account to your new one before the ritual Harry." Remus explained. Grandpa huh, never thought i'd see the day. Ambrose said. "Well, I guess we better head to Gringotts and get everything settled. Remus said standing up.

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Harry Potter was not a normal boy, far from it and he was reminded of it every day by his relatives, as he was in their words, 'A Freak'.

Harry did everything hoping for some recognition, hoping to please his relatives for them to treat him like something.

Our story starts on new years day when Harry was left alone when his relatives went out to a new years party, he was finished his chores early so he decided that it wouldn't hurt to try out his cousins new game console. Hours passed without him realising it and he turned around because of the door being slammed open, "BOY! What are you doing?!".

Vernon was angry, his purple face filled with rage, Harry was shocked silent. "Nothing to say for yourself Huh?!, Wait right here!." While Vernon wasnt screaming anymore, the smirk on his face told harry differently.

A mere minute later, you could hear Vernons legs stomping up the stairs.

"Vernon?" Came the sleepy voice of his aunt. "Come to bed, Its 4am".

"Not yet honey, I have a freak to discipline" He responded and walked back into the room and Harry's heart fell after seeing what his uncle was holding, A Metal Bat.

What happened next was the greatest pain Harry felt in his entire life and it lasted for about an hour, and after it ended Vernon threw the bloody mess of his nephew into the cupboard.

(The Next Morning)

Harry woke up roughly as he was in an uncomfortable position after his uncle threw him in the cupboard, as he opened his eyes a two blue screens popped up in front of him.

Initializing, Standby...
Scanning Subject... Subject Identified
Harry James Potter.

Ritual Enhancement...
Scanning... Scan Complete.
+200 Luck, Perk Gained! [The Gamer]
Perk Gained! [Lily's Protection].

Initializing Gamer Installation...
Installation Complete!
Upgrading Subject Harry Potter To Gamers Body...
Upgrade Complete!
New Perk! [Gamers Body]
New Perk! [Gamers Mind]
Uploading HUD.. Upload Complete!
Scanning Subject For Traits...
Scan Comlete!

[Inherit Abilities]
Born Wisard,
Parseltongue (Genetic Mutation),
Lightning Affinity,
Air Affinity,
Animagus.

Converting Players Attributes To Base Form.... Complete!
Available Perk Points : 5
Available Attribute Points : 25
Available Skill Points : 10

ERROR: World Tree Data Corruption..
Attempting Fix.... Fix Failed!
ERROR
Erasing, [Elemental Bending], [X Mutation], [Catch 'Em All], [VR: Sword Art], [DxD: Highschool], [NarutoVerse].
ERROR
Fix Ongoing...

Uploading Welcome Screen...
Upload Complete!
Language Selection: English
-

-
Welcome To The Game
Harry James Potter
Please Press [Continue]
-

As Harry sat upright he stared at the screen then pinched him self, confirming this wasnt a dream. Carefully, as if the screen could bite his hand off at any second he tapped continue.

-

You Have Slept In Your 'Bed?'
HP, CP and MP Have Been Fully Restored.
All Negative Status Effects Have Been Cured.
-

If anyone else saw Harry they would see him staring off into space, but Harry was actually trying to remember what happened the previous night.

As the memories eventually came to him he looked at the screen in front of him that was an awful lot like the screens he would see in Dudleys games.


Contemplating with himself, he eventually gave up and called out "Status" just hoping for something to happen. So naturally when a screen popped up he was extremely surprised.

Harry James Potter, Age: 7
Title - The Boy Who Lived
Race: Wizard
Status: Alive
Affiliation: Self
Occupation: The Gamer (Lvl. 1/8)

Level - 1 (0/50 Xp)
Hp - 1000/1000 (- 10/minute)
Mp - 500 (- 5/minute)

(Strength)Str - 5 (-3) 2
(Dexterity)Dex - 5 (-3) 2
(Vitality)Vit - 5 (-3) 2
(Endurance)End - 5 (-3) 2
(Intelligence)Int - 10
(Wisdom)Wis - 10
(Luck)Luk - 189
(Defence)Def - 5 (-3) 2
(Charisma)Cha - 5 (-10) -5

Points Available - 25
Perk Points - 5
Skill Points - 25

G0S0K0
Pound - 0

As he looked at his status he heard banging on the door, accompanied by a "Wake up freak!". As he opened the door he accidentally swiped his hand through the screen, thus dispersing it.

As he moved the stool over to the stove, a screen popped up which made him jump.

[Quest Alert!]

Breakfast Dash!
The Dursleys are hungry!
Prepare food for them, quickly!

Objective
13 Sausages
13 Bacon
12 Scrambled Eggs
10 Pieces Of Toast
1 Glass Of Apple Juice
2 Black Coffees

Side Objective
Get Cooking Skill To Level 5

Hidden Objective
?

Duration
2 Hours, 30 Minutes.

Reward
+100Xp
+10 Rep With The Dursleys
5$

Side Objective Reward
Skill Book: Heal
+100Xp
10$

Hidden Objective Reward
?
?
?

Failure
Beaten With A Bat.
Locked Away With No Food For The Week.
-100 Rep With The Dursleys.


Harry just looked at the screen and decided it was best to do as it said, especially with the failure option of that.

As he was cooking he accidentally burnt the toast and it looked as if it was turned into data and it disappeared, as he saw that he started freaking out only to notice it was back to where it was before he started cooking it and wondered what happened and continued cooking, a few minutes later he got a new skill popped up.


[Skill Gained!]

(Passive) Cooking
Level - 1
Anyone Can Cook!
Well... Most Can! And That Include You!
This Represents Your Ability To Cook Good Food!

15% Chance To Not Burn Your Food
55% Ingredients Wasted
Food Is Cooked 5% Faster

As he read his new skill he got a little pissed, he was doing this all his life only for it all to be reset in one night, after a few minutes of glaring he finally sighed and started cooking again and two hours later he had finished cooking and gained 7 levels on his cooking skill, he had 30 minutes left so he decided make some toast for himself.

A few minutes later he walked to the table, dodging Dudleys leg, and gave them all their food.

[You Have Completed A Quest!]

Breakfast Dash!
The Dursleys Are Hungry!
Make Food For Them Quickly!

Objective (Complete!)
13 Sausages
13 Bacon
12 Scrambled Eggs
10 Pieces Of Toast
1 Glass Of Apple Juice
2 Black Coffees

Side Objective (Complete!)
Get Cooking Skill To Level 5

Hidden Objective (Complete!)
Make Yourself Food

Objective Reward
+100Xp
+10 Rep With The Dursleys
5$

Side Objective Reward
Skill Book: Heal
+100Xp
10$

Hidden Objective Reward
10 Levels To [Cooking] Skill
Skill Book: Observe
500Xp
20$
-
Level Up 1-4
-

"Boy!, Ms. Figgs is too sick to mind you today, so we want you to do your chores, then out of the house" Vernon started off. Harry didn't bother answering he just turned and left, As Harry sat in his cupboard he started wondering what it would be like to have not stayed with the Dursleys, only to be knocked out of his musings by a *Ping!*

[Quest Alert!]

Run, Bitch, Run!
You Are Sick And Tired Of The Dursleys, So You Decided To Run Away!

Objective
Run Away From The Dursleys

Side Objective
Steal Anything Useful

Hidden Objective
?

Failure
Death

Y/N
-

As Harry saw that he froze, wondering why he didnt think of that before. As he looked at the screen he carefully brought his hand over to the screen and pressed on Yes. Once the screen popped away it left Harry realising what type of quest he accepted, I mean the failure is DEATH!

A few minutes later Harry heard the front door slam shut which he knew was their way of saying 'Get To Work!', As he crawled out of his closet he quickly went to the fridge and took out all the food that didnt need to be cooked (Bread, Cake, Milk, E.c.t) and came to a problem, he couldn't carry all of it.

As he started brainstorming he remembered that in Might and Magic 2, characters had an inventory that could hold their items. As he called out "Inventory" a screen popped up with him on the right and his clothes in little slots beside his character, on his left was lots of boxes with three boxes occupied, as he looked at the occupied boxes he recognised the three of them as a photo and two books.

He quickly grabbed the picture from his inventory and saw it was a grown man and a grown woman waving at him with a baby in between them, he stared at the picture and saw a water drop fall on it, making it damp and realised he was crying. He quickly wiped his tears away and stood up, he then put the picture back into his inventory, along with all the food he had.

He stood up and took out the two books from his inventory and as he brought them out two screens popped up.

-
Would You Like To Learn [Heal]?

Y/N
-

-
Would You Like To Learn [Observe]?

Y/N
-

As Harry tapped Yes on both of them new screens popped up.

-

(Active) [Heal] Lvl. 1
A Basic Utility Spell For Anyone Wanting To Learn Healing.

100MP Per 100HP
500MP Per Status Effect
-

-
(Active) [Ovserve] Lvl. 1
This Skill Alows User To See Targets Information.
It's Current Level Only Allows User To See Max Hp And Mp

1MP Per Use
-

Harry quickly grabbed all the money in Dudleys money box and all the money in his Aunt and Uncles Drawers. He then ran out of the house into a forest only for a screen to pop up.



You Have Entered An Instant Dungeon!

Dungeons are places where reality shifts and the only people that should be there are you and the enemy.

There are many kind of dungeons but this one is called a field dungeon.
No deep dark caves or mighty towers for you to explore, just the beautiful land before you.
-

[Quest Alert!]

Dungeons 101
You've entered your first dungeon!
Escape with your life!

Objective
Defeat All Mobs
Defeat The Boss

Rewards
Experience
?
?
-

Harry Has Been Beaten For The Last Time, He Has Been Enabled A Power By His Parents Blessings And Now Has Them Helping Him Along The Way.
He Can Now Use Powers Randomly Selected From Other Worlds.

[Game Start!]

(I dont own any pictures or Harry Potter, I will probably use some other fanfiction Ideas bc I'm unoriginal.)

(Also Note: This Is Heavily Based Off Of Other Harry Potter fan fictions I Think Are
 Good So Call me a copy if you want I will just say that it's TRUE)

(Also Also Note: This May be Based off Other Fanfictions But It Has My Own Twist on it at points soooooo Yea F Off)

What if Harry was born three years earlier? A world in which Harry Potter and Neville's destiny is interchanged. He didn't became boy-who-lived but something else- A Legend.


This fanfiction is the work from fanfiction.com that have been abandoned. I would like to complete or extend them. Hope you like it.

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