With the advancement of technology muggleborns unsatisfied with their treatment in the wizarding world have slowly become a much bigger issue for those in power. This point would be driven home when one muggleborn decides to add his own spin to Kayaba Akihiko's death game, sword art online. Poor Harry's future has never looked quite so grim.

P.s I do not own Harry Potter, Sword art online, bloodborne or any othe works that may be featured in my novel

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January 14th, 2010

Harrison woke up early in a much better shape than he had been for a while he guessed it was the effect of the three times healing after all no coma patient who had been out of commission for 2 year could already speak properly after waking up for only three days. He looked around his room out of boredom and found it was clean and dimly lit and switched on the light signally to the nurse that he had woken up.

 After all he was right next to the nurses room and the nurse from yesterday had given him a bell to ring in case he needs anything he knew the only reason this was possible was due to him being a VIP with his father having a high social status.

He looked at the clock in front of him it said 9 and decided to ring the bell to call the nurse because he wanted to know if the doctor had allowed him to eat food or to just stick with IV drops.

A nurse, a women probably in her early twenties came in just a few minutes and upon asking her if he could eat food or not she replied "I am sorry Mr Harrison the doctor had told you to wait a week or two to consume any solid food and has told you to stick to IV drops for the weeks after all it your first step towards rehab".

Harrison asked "So when will this rehab start?".

Nurse answered "The rehab will start as soon as we get permission from your parents after your meeting".

Harrison asked "Can I at least have water,please ?.

Nurse responded "Yes wait a few moments".

She came back with water and after Harrison drank it all in one gulp he asked "Do you know when my parents will be back ?". The nurse responded "They will arrive within a few hours as they took the first flight to Manchester and your uncle should also be coming with them".

Harrison asked "Can I borrow a Laptop for my entertainment ?". 

Harrison knew he was pushing it slightly after all there was no way they would just give him a laptop just because he was a VIP but then there was no shame in asking after all he was borrowing it for just a few hours.

The nurse slightly stunned by the request responded "I can lend you my laptop for a while as I am not using it but when I require it I will come back and take it".

Harrison quickly responded "Thanks a ton".

The nurse soon bought a laptop and after switching it on and entering the password left it under Harrison care and left to attend other patients. Harrison now in access to a laptop decided to surf the net for any news and clues for the things missing in this world after all he could use it as his bargaining chip with his parents to enter the entertainment industry.

He also wanted to see details about his father movie studio and book publishing and after reading few articles became slightly disheartened as his father had a nice studio and a relatively famous movie studio but was incurring losses in his book publishing business as the book publish were not having any significant sales and was on the verge of closure.

This was all due to there not being any popular book published and the book publishing seeing zero to no sales. Harrison wanted to help his dad out but had no clue of what he should do. He tried his best to recall any good books from 2010 and the first thing that came in his mind was Harry Potter.

He had a lot of self doubt about this as there was no way that Harry Potter had not being published yet after all the movies came to an end by 2011 but he still gave it a search on Google to see if there was a possibility that it didn't exist after all that what the introduction told him there were many things missing in the industry.

The search result shocked him as he found that there was no such book in the market. He was dumbfounded as this was a big book that had hundreds of million of fans worldwide and it had actually gone missing in this world. 

Harrison quickly searched for different relevant thing back in the 2000s and from his estimation the entire industry had so many works missing that it could be said that the whole industry was 5 to 6 year backward than how it should have been.

The first thing he wanted to do now was to write and send Harry Potter to his father publishing before June 24th which was the official closing date for the publication on it official website. Now the only problem that came at him was how was he suppose to do that as he had to get the book published and publicize before the closure to the point that the sales of it alone could sustain the book publishing firm.

There was also another problem that was all he could remember from the plot was the basics as not much actually happen in the first book other than introduction and he had to type it all down word to word. He then remembered about the memory capsule but wondered how much would he be able to remember from having one and how long it would last.

He removed one from his inventory and ate it without thinking and tried his best to recall the first book of Harry Potter page by page and suddenly he felt like he was rereading the page they kept popping up one by one and finally after a while the pages stopped appearing and Harrison could clearly remember a total of 22 pages of the first book completely.

After opening his eyes he could clearly remember all of them to the point that even if he ever mention Harry Potter they would surface in his mind. Harrison could hardly believe the miraculous effect of the pill but he thought to himself then again I could hardly believe my death, rebirth and everything that has happen until now. 

Harrison before closing the laptop checked out his father net worth which turned out to be a shocking 500 million and it turned out this all came from the movies that had made by his dad the amount mainly came from hit movies that resulted in around box office collection of 50 to 80 million in the last few years by his dad studio.

Harrison quickly deleted his search history to not leave any evidence of him searching such big things that he was going to produce online and there being clues of him being from the future. After closing the laptop Harrison saw that time had past by quiet quickly as it was already 12 pm.

He figured by now his parents should have informed the staff at what time their flight was going to be and when they were going to arrive as he was really looking forward to meet this family as from the memories he had received he could say that these were the most loving pair of parents he had ever seen in existence.

The same nurse came in and upon being questioned answered that his parents had already boarded the plane and would arrive around 2 to 3 o'clock. Harrison gave the nurse a faint smile upon hearing her answer and saw that she slightly blushed and went away.

Harrison decided to eat all the capsule one by one to see how much of the first book he could accumulate into his memories. After he closed his eyes one by one from each capsule 2 to 23 pages kept arriving and being stored into his long term memories. The Last thing Harrison did before the effect of the pill went off was to check the total number of pages the first book had to know how many capsule he would need to finish it.

Thee number that came out of the darkness was 223 and after which the effect got over and everything in front of his closed eyes went blank. Harrison quickly calculated that he  would need around 10 pills to complete this book but it lead him to another predicament he didn't know where to get the pills from and how to accumulate them.

After thinking for a while Harrison decided to use the Special Lottery Draw

There exist twelve individuals in the entertainment industry know as The Twelve Entertainment Kings. Jaxson Williams one of the newest crowned kings died in an airplane crash this man was multi talented and was a singer, actor, director, rapper, comedian and many uncountable things his death caused the whole industry to moan for him.

His death was regarded as the most major death in the entertainment circle in the year 2040. He became one of the legends in the entertainment industry. Many people felt sad at the death of such a talented man who was just 30.

He gets reborn as Harrison Kingston in the past on the year 2010 but things are different in this world as this a separate universal plane with many things missing. Harrison a 15 year old who had just been in a car accident had been in coma for two years suddenly gain consciousness.

Watch the rise of The King Of Entertainment who not only takes back his former place but strives to become the one who ruled over all the kings.

Jiang Dejun and his wife were urged back due to work. The reason needless to say was due to [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] suddenly emerging into fame.

Discovering the author Bright Moon was supposedly from Shanghai, the excitement and interest of all the publishing houses in Shanghai were naturally aroused.

Currently there were few in the industry who didn't know about the novel!

The hottest topic on the Internet right now was -"Did you read [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] today?"

The new legend of online novels! Today the number of hits on it had exceeded a million!

Just the traffic it brought in alone had almost broken the Tianya Forum servers!

...

As [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] became more and more popular on the Internet and more and more popular in reality, more and more publishers and retailers began to focus on the book. The book in their eyes was the Chinese [Harry Potter], a gold mine! And the author who hadn't appeared yet, Bright Moon was the JK Rowling of China! "

It was a pity that Bright Moon was too inconspicuous. The chapters uploaded online were almost enough to produce a book, but he still hadn't contacted a publisher yet. Unlike JK Rowling who, when she finished writing [Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone] instantly began to search everywhere for publishers, suffering through several twists and turns before she managed to successfully publish her novel.

Bright Moon still remained hiding in the dark, despite them taking the initiative and swarming him with messages and flattery.

This left the major publishing houses anxious and distraught. As the book became more and more popular, piracy had begun to appear but the author still hadn't appeared! Was he insane? This was all potential money!

The local publishers in Shanghai especially were in pain. This was like hearing the God of Wealth was at your doorstep, but you couldn't find your keys to unlock the door. 

Executives began trying to contact Tianya to find a way to contact the author and some even resorted to looking for hackers to track Jiang Cheng's address.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Jiang Cheng. After all, staying in the United States for so many years in his past life and having been in contact with future tech, he had a few tricks up his sleeve to prevent people tracking him down. He created a bunch of fake temporary emails and routed his internet connection through a bunch of VPN's. 

He was unaware but Jiang Cheng's actions killed the arrogance of those domestic hackers who usually held proud gazes, and let them deeply understand their own shortcomings as they ran head first into Microsoft's brand new PPTP VPN network. Running into it now ahead of time before it became mainstream, China's hacking underworld actually gained a boost as they developed ahead of time, indirectly driving the vigorous development of computer technology in China. And a few years later, Jiang Cheng would even profit because of this, though he didn't realize it now. 

Xu Guoqing, Chairman and the main shareholder of Southern Weekly Publishing House, was also amongst those eagerly searching for Bright Moon.

The performance of Southern Weekly had dropped so badly in the past two years that it was in need of revitalizing before it truly fell into deep trouble and it was at this time that [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] had appeared. Xu Guoqing was attracted at first sight by [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] not because he was a fan of the book, but because he saw the vast money making potential of it!

This was the kind of work that could save their publishing house. Xu Guoqing wanted it and Southern Weekly needed it!

Southern Weekly was also the publishing house where Jiang Cheng's father Jiang Dejun worked, 

It was formerly known as Southern Publishing House but Southern Weekly was one of their core magazines, having been extremely popular for some time in the 1990's and due to the brand recognition it provided they had eventually decided to rename the publishing house after it.

However despite it's fancy new name, the performance of Southern Weekly had fallen sharply, exiting it's honeymoon period as it headed for the sunset.

In Jiang Cheng's view, the main reason for the decline in Southern Weekly's performance was that it's thinking was too old. Southern Weekly mainly dealt with documentary reports, tracking current affairs at home and abroad and asking experts and scholars to give reports.
 
This was very popular in the last century, because at that time people had very little access to information, only resorting to newspapers and magazines; But now there were more and more channels of information, which were ultimately faster and cheaper. For paper media to compete would only get harder and more futile.

When people could just search for what they wanted to know without much hustle for free, why would they want to pay for your magazines and newspapers? Which were neither fast or up to date.

Even if they didn't want to go online, they could just watch those news channels. Why go and buy magazines and newspapers?

As a result, mergers were becoming more and more prevalent. There were fewer and fewer small and medium-sized publishing houses, with most either being annexed by the main titans or closing down. Those who didn't want to go bankrupt, switched to do something else. 

Southern Weekly could sustain itself up to now, thanks to the brand loyalty they had accumulated among their middle-aged and elderly customer base in their early years. But while they were fine currently they were running on a timer.

So Xu Guoqing seeing [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] becoming more and more popular became hopeful and anxious. 

But that hope soon transformed to frustration and anger when he realized that his CEO and editor-in-chief, Jiang Dejun at such a critical juncture had taken his wife to Hainan on holiday and was seemingly pulling off a second honeymoon!

"Oh, it wasn't a honeymoon, but a family trip to Hainan. So why is your son still at home?"

"The kid said he didn't want to go, so the two of you went alone. How is that not a honeymoon?"

The most excessive thing was that Jiang Dejun had been gone for almost a month, and he still hadn't come back?

Seeing that they hadn't had much work recently, he actually went and approved himself a month-long vacation. 

"Dammit, hurry and get your ass back here!"

So with that Jiang Cheng's parents reluctantly ended their second honeymoon.

Yeah, it was indeed a second honeymoon.

Though to be fair they didn't initially plan it as such, after all the trip was originally planned for the whole family but Jiang Cheng right at the end refused to go!

And since they had already paid....It would have been a waste to cancel, so they went.  After all they  rarely got so much alone time together.

The two of them enjoyed the gentle sunshine, golden sand and warm waves of Hainan and even went as far as to turn off their phones, only switching them on an hour a day.
 
So when they learned what was going on from an angry Xu Guoqing, they were stunned. 

[Stories About The Ming Dynasty] was tens of chapters deep but Bright Moon still hadn't appeared yet, was he really so generous as to let everyone read his book for free?

Publishers naturally didn't believe so, they thought that Bright Moon was fishing amongst them for the highest bid. So publishers secretly raised the price tag in their hearts, they couldn't wait for the appearance of Bright Moon.

Even Jiang Dejun, upset about his holiday, after reading [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] couldn't help admit that it was a rare book, destined to create waves. 

But then thinking of what he was missing out on, he couldn't help but feel slightly aggrieved. 

Of all the times for this Bright Moon character to appear it just had to be now huh, dammit. 

But what he didn't expect was that when he got home, he would run into the very person he was cursing.

Jiang Cheng a screenwriter is reincarnated to 2001, into the seventeen-year-old body of another Jiang Cheng. 

Clutching onto the dreams of his previous life he attempts to succeed where he previously failed. 

He starts from scratch, as a small-time screenwriter writing television shows and movie scripts. 

Filled with dreams of becoming a generational  entertainment legend and establishing an entertainment empire he takes the road to become the King of Film.

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Why not try my other books: Angel of Death, King of Sports and Rebirth of the Entertainment Giant

Previously 
Kai has fought against the dragon of darkness Dahak and with much difficulty managed to kill him. Unfortunately, he has lost conscious after crashing to earth.

Now

Kai was currently drifting inside a dark space, it was surrounded by many broken buildings and destroyed rubble. He wondered how long he had been drifting inside the dark void. 

It felt like thousands of years that he had spent cooped up inside this place. The last memory of his was that he had defeated Dahak inside the blood orb. The rest was a blank. 

He didn't know what was going on with the rest of the court or more specifically with Harry. 

In the beginning, he had forgotten everything even his own name, but as he drifted through the void, he slowly started to remember more things. His past life as a shut-in and his desire to gain abilities as well as to enter the Harry Potter world.

He didn't even know what it was in the beginning, but as time continued to turn, he slowly remembered his love and devotion to the series. 

There was one memory that stood out, it happened when he was 13. He was in his classroom and the break had started, the other kids had always thought he was weird because he always carried books with him. And not the thin books, no he had books that spanned hundreds of pages long.

This caused him to seem like a social outcast, many of his generation had never picked up a book in their life. Instead, they were always playing video games or sports. 

He had always been the odd one out, neither the geeks- the most unpopular group or the jocks had wanted him. He was a loner. 

So instead of trying to make friends, he buried himself even more in his books. But there was always one series that he loved-Harry Potter. 

It had caused him to feel connected as they both had much in common. While he had parents that loved him Harry didn't, but they both didn't have friends and were social outcasts. 

While Harry was the one that was abused and mistreated, he had also felt something like his situation mentally. While he wasn't physically abused or attacked, he had felt different, like a black sheep in a herd of white sheep. 

Kai started to develop an inferiority complex and spent most of his days cooped in his room daydreaming about various adventures he could have with the golden trio- Harry, Ron and Hermione. 

These daydreams slowly manifested into writing and he created various fanfics that slowly became well known in the online community. 

They helped him with life and he eventually became an author, from there he had saved up and finally gained enough money to travel the world. Unfortunately, he had been killed in the terrorist attack in Israel.

After those memories that consisted of his life on earth, he floated through the void, his body that was previously incorporeal slowly became more and more solid. 

After a mental block that caused him much anguish and had slowly built up to contain more and more pressure. He finally smashed through the block and new memories trickled through the gap in the mental wall. 

These memories consisted of his new life in the Harry Potter world. How he first arrived, how he met Tom and various others. However, there was a glaring gap in all of them.

He had felt that there was something wrong with him, something that was blocking his memory of someone important to him. After trying time and time again to remember what it was, he failed time and time again. 

But he didn't stop trying. While he was trying to recover his important memories, his appearance changed from his human form to his vampire progenitor appearance. However, there was a difference in his appearance, instead of his hair being a midnight black it had tinges of white at the tips.

The memories slowly loosened as he felt glimpses and foreign feelings overcame his mind. They were full of protective intent, love and care. He caught glimpses of a boy's back running as he chased after him, his laughter ringing out in joy and happiness, warming Kai's heart.

Kai knew that he was missing something and felt a power that was foreign but familiar at the same time awaken inside of him. It started to attack the wards and barriers that were intercepting his memories. As they were slowly overcome, Kai remembered the power- it was the blood orb. 

Eventually, the wards were overcome and Kai felt the influx of happy memories gush into his mind. They were about his son Harry. How could he forget him? He was his everything, he had only understood that after he had lost him. He was so foolish, instead of raising him and staying with him he decided to go on an adventure that resulted in Harry's abduction. 

He remembered the first time Harry had accepted him, he was only a year and month old at the time but even then, he instinctually knew that Kai was a threat. Kai had spent the month just talking to him about random subjects and telling him all kinds of general facts before the infant trusted him enough to reach touching distance. 

From there he had spent months slowly gaining the young boy's trust and eventual love. He had managed to worm his way into the boy-who-lived's heart and the boy had managed to do the same to him. 

It had taken him some time to understand this but eventually, he understood that he had come to love Harry as his own and his own parental instincts that he had thought hadn't existed were showing slowly.

The boy had started to show the tell-tale signs of being a vampire from an early age. He was incredibly handsome, anybody could see that he would be coveted by women. He also manifested signs of a genius level intellect and easily understood what Kai said merely a few days after the transformation.

He had started to call Kai "dad" and while the vampire progenitor had tried to continuously correct him, they eventually settled on him being the "big brother."

The first time he had taught Harry how to hunt, the boy had instinctually declined the hunt. Instead, he had asked Kai why he had to kill an animal to drink its blood. "Why couldn't we ask that deer for its blood?" He asked naively. 

Kai had to explain to the boy that animals wouldn't listen to his words and instead would attack and try and hurt him. This spurred Kai to slowly introduce Harry into hunting for his prey without traumatising him too much. 

He had told Harry that he only had to catch the animal and bring it to him. "It was like the game catch," the vampire lord told his son. But he discovered that Harry was, in fact, okay with hunting his own prey. 

He had only asked Kai his question because he was curious not because he couldn't hunt by himself. Kai watched his son hunt the deer in such a natural and confident way that caused him much disbelief. 

He was ready to help the boy but he discovered that he had no need to do so as he was fine and instead of being traumatised, he said that he wanted to play with Kai again. 

Kai continued escorting him for the next couple of weeks until he was sure that the boy was fine on his own. After returning home that night he understood that the fact that he was turned at such a young age where he wasn't influenced by society and had his vampire instincts had caused him to see animals as food. 

Kai had spent many hours with Harry teaching him how to live with humans and other magical creatures without viewing them as prey or discriminating against them like the rest of the wizard kind did.

 As the vampire lord continued to receive his memories, he found his body was recovering and that his mind was reconnecting with his body. The void was, in fact, his mindscape that was being repaired after being destroyed by the [Devilification's] power.

He theorized that the ability was too powerful and had overtaxed him and thus he was sent into an unconscious state, disconnected from the rest of the physical world until his body and mind recovered.

He noticed that when he finished recalling his memories of Harry, the blood orb had reconnected with his mind and core. 
This helped solidify his theory and as he continued to think about the theory, he felt the tug of his physical body calling out to him. The link between his body and mind was being reconnected and after what seemed like forever he left his mindscape in a rush of darkness.

Kai is a tourist on holiday when he is killed in a terrorist attack. He wakes up during the year 1981 in a forest and finds out that he is a vampire progenitor in the Harry Potter world. Kai then heads out to the nearest human settlement which happens to be Godric Hollow. 
-This is my first time writing a novel so I will have mistakes, I'd appreciate it if you could point them out.
-I want to point out that HP doesn't belong to me.
-THE STORY WON'T BE GOING ACCORDING TO CANON! I will be introducing my own elements to the story.
-OOC Voldemort

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*** One day in Harry's school library, when Harry is 8.
Harry closed the lid on his latest book, another one from the fantasy genre. It was reasonably well written but the protagonist of the book made it through the entire story entirely on his good luck and a bunch of flukes.
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 but then came across the next dilemma.
How would he solve his problems?
The Dursleys' malnourishment of him meant that he wouldn't be becoming particularly strong anytime in the near future.
He had to become smart, beyond the norm and talk his way through life.
That would be the only way he could survive.
*** Privet Drive, when harry is 11
"Fetch the mail, boy." Vernon ordered Harry.
Harry silently went and retrieved the mail, flicking through all of the letters quickly, while walking back to the dining room.
He stopped dead in his tracks at the last letter.
Mr. Harry J Potter
Cupboard under the stairs, Privet Drive, Surrey
There was a letter for him! He had never received a letter before, and he knew that Vernon would never let him read it if he ever saw the letter.
On his way to the dining room, Harry slid the letter into his cupboard before reaching the breakfast table and giving the mail to Vernon and silently moving to clear the plates, which Vernon and Dudley had demolished, including the one piece of toast that Harry had.
Harry didn't bother protesting.
Vernon put down the mail with a satisfied grunt, "What took you so long, boy?"
"I slipped and dropped the mail." Harry lied with a straight face that showed regret.
Vernon sneered, "Shoulda expected it of a freak like you."
Harry nodded quickly and almost sprinted to his cupboard. When he was inside, he eagerly opened his letter.
Dear Mr. Potter,
You have been admitted into the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, please send you acceptance by owl, no later than the 30th of August this year. The first day of school will be on the 1st of September,
Yours,
Assistant Headmistress McGonagall
Below the letter was a list of ridiculous sounding books and things to buy.
Harry's heart sunk a bit, but he held some hope. He didn't know what an owl was, so he nicked a pound from Dudley and stole a sheet of a4 paper from Vernon and mailed an acceptance letter to 'Hogwarts'.
He had little hope that it was actually going to work, but sending a letter wouldn't hurt right?
In his letter he had included that he needed proof that magic existed.
*** Next Day
The Dursleys heard three sharp raps on their door, just after dinner.
"Open the door, boy."
Harry nodded and went to open the door, and saw an old woman standing outside in extremely old fashioned clothing.
"Hello, I'm Harry, who might you be?" Harry asked politely.
Minerva nodded, "I'm Professor McGonagall, Harry, it's my job to introduce muggle-borns and muggle-raised to the wizarding world."
At this she frowned, "Though it was expected that your aunt and uncle would already have explained the wizarding world to you."
Harry snorted inwardly and was about to answer when Vernon bellowed from the dining room.
"BOY, WHO'S AT THE DOOR!"
Minerva's lips thinned a bit at the derogatory tone in Vernon's voice.
Harry had to think fast, he couldn't lie because McGonagall would become suspicious, but telling the truth would risk the Dursleys throwing McGonagall out of the house altogether.
In the end he decided to tell the truth, "Somebody from a place named Hogwarts." Harry said softly, hoping for the best.
Vernon stormed into the room.
"Look here, I won't be paying for some fool to teach the freak magic tricks." Vernon snapped at McGonagall.
McGonagall's lips thinned some more.
"Mr. Potter will be attending Hogwarts no matter what a muggle like you thinks of it." She said back before ignoring Vernon completely.
McGonagall pointed her wand at a chair in the corner of the drawing room and levitated the chair.
"At Hogwarts, you will learn several branches of magic, including Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, Defence against the Dark Arts among others…"
McGonagall took a breath, "Let me also warn you that due to events that took place while you were a baby, you've become a somewhat famous personality in the wizarding world. Would it be convenient if I took you to Diagon Alley tomorrow?"
Harry smiled politely, "If you give me the directions and the money, I'm sure I could find my way myself."
McGonagall shook her head. "I'm afraid that muggle-raised are to be escorted to Diagon Alley on their first visit."
Harry cursed inwardly but smiled outwardly. "Then sure, we can go tomorrow afternoon, it is a Saturday."
As soon as McGonagall left, Harry was shouted at, kicked in the ribs and thrown into his cupboard in Vernon's fit of anger.
*** Next afternoon
McGonagall picked up Harry when she was supposed to, noticing but not commenting on Harry's very well hidden wince as he walked.
She gave him a cap to wear before they reached a dirty looking pub that everybody else in the vicinity seemed to ignore.
McGonagall led him through the pub, exchanging a few words with the bartender, Tom, before she took him out the back.
"To get into Diagon Alley, you need to swipe your wand, when you get it, along the bricks like this." McGonagall demonstrated and the wall moved aside to let them through into the bustling magical alley.
Harry stared around in barely concealed wonder. McGonagall hid a smile at his reaction.
"Our first stop will be the Wizarding Bank, Gringotts. Your parents left you their sizeable fortune. We will be making a withdrawal from your trust vault."
They walked up to the teller.
McGonagall nodded respectfully.
"What may I do for you?" the teller asked coolly.
"Mr. Potter would like to make a withdrawal from his trust vault."
The goblin nodded, "Key, please."
McGonagall provided the key, pulling it out of her purse.
The teller, 'Griphook', led them to a cart and belted them in, and sat at the front, as the cart took off at high speeds, falling and rising rather like a roller coaster.
Harry thought that it was designed that way to disorient passengers so that potential thieves couldn't find their way around the underground tunnels of Gringotts.
With a screeching halt they reached Harry's vault.
"You will have to wait outside, Professor." Griphook stated.
McGonagall nodded and waited in the cart.
Harry went inside the vault with the goblin and filled the pouch that McGonagall had given him to the brim with golden galleons, taking as much money as possible.
"McGonagall said this was a trust vault. Does that mean that I have a family vault too?" Harry asked, while filling his pouch with money.
"You do have the Potter family vault but you may not access it till you are 17 or emancipated by the ministry." Griphook stated emotionlessly.
Harry nodded and went back out with his pouch of galleons.
"That's more money than you will need." McGonagall stated.
Harry flashed her an innocent smile. "This way I don't have to come back to get my money for Christmas presents."
McGonagall nodded her acceptance. "Just don't waste it all on candy or anything like that."
"Yes Professor." Harry said.
The first place that McGonagall took Harry too was Madam Malkins, the clothing shop.
Harry inwardly wrinkled his nose at how impractical wizarding robes were but smiled politely and stood completely still while Malkin measured him and the boy standing next to him.
"Hogwarts too?" the blonde next to him asked.
"Yes." Harry said.
The Blonde extended a hand.
"Draco Malfoy."
"Harry."
"Named after the whole 'Potter craze' were you?" Draco asked.
Harry smiled sheepishly, "Yes."
'Potter craze? Am I that famous!?' Harry thought.
"What house do you think you'll be in?" Draco asked.
Harry hadn't heard about the houses yet, so he answered vaguely.
"Don't know yet, do we." Harry said, making his question sound rhetorical but still there, in case he was supposed to know.
"No, I suppose we don't, but I know I'll be in Slytherin." The blonde puffed out his chest self-importantly.
Draco finished first and his father walked into the store to pick him up.
Nobility, Harry noted, while Draco and his father walked off.
After the clothing shop, Harry was taken to the bookstore.
Harry smiled widely.
"I'll pick up your potions ingredients and you can pick up the books on your list." McGonagall said, before taking two galleons from him and bustling off as if she had done it a million times before.
Harry quickly picked up his school books before picking up a few on customs and traditions, some on Runes and Arithmancy and a few other texts he thought would be useful to keep himself ahead of the class. He also picked up some books that claimed to be about him.
McGonagall came to pick him up and muttered 'Ravenclaw' when she saw the pile of books that Harry had picked up.
Next, McGonagall took Harry to Ollivanders wand shop.
Harry didn't let himself look rattled by Ollivander's speech which left the creepy old man looking somewhat disappointed.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, I've been expecting you. I'm sorry to say that I sold the wand that did that."
Ollivander reached out a hand and touched Harry's scar. Harry had to work hard to not flinch at Ollivander's touch.
After a long line of wands, Harry finally found one that responded to him.
"Aah! SO curious, very curious." Ollivander commented.
"What is?" Harry asked.
"The phoenix that gave the feather for this wand also gave the feather for the wand of you-know-who!"
Harry looked slightly confused. "Who?"
"The man who killed your parents," McGonagall whispered.
"Oh." Harry didn't know how to respond.
He numbly paid the 7 galleons, thinking about this you-know-who fellow.
McGonagall handed him a cage.
"Here, I bought you something for your birthday."
It was a snowy owl.
"Thank you!" Harry responded.
McGonagall almost smiled. "What will you name it?"
"Hedwig."
*** Hogwarts Express
McGonagall had explained how to get to the Hogwarts Express, Harry managed to wheedle Vernon to take him to Kings Cross at the threat of the 'freaks' showing up again.
He had arrived early and picked an empty cabin.
A red-headed boy opened the door to his cabin.
"Can I sit here, everywhere else is full."
"Sure." Harry smiled back.
"Hi, I'm Ron, Ron Weasley."
"Harry."
"Blimey! Are you Harry Potter!"
Seeing no way out other than outright lying, Harry nodded, already taking a dislike to the redhead.
"Yes."
"Are you really!"
"That is what I just said."
"Do you remember that night!?" Ron asked excitedly, irritating Harry some more.
He had read the book about what had happened. Apparently, the dark wizard Voldemort had shot a killing curse at him but it had been reflected back onto Voldemort and killed him instead, and Harry had been hailed as the savior of the wizarding world, personally, Harry found the story laughable. Obviously, it had been his parents who had done something. With his extremely rudimentary knowledge of runes, he knew that it was very easily possible to reflect the killing curse as long as there was an equal powering source, in this case, the taking of one soul, which considering both his parents died before him was quite possible yet all of the rune experts of the wizarding world were clueless about the possibility. Harry had vowed to do more research into runes and such.
Harry politely said that he didn't remember anything as he was but a baby at the time and the awkward silence returned.
A bushy-haired girl burst into their cabin, interrupting Harry's musing.
"Have you seen a toad, Neville's lost one." She said in a rush.
"No, but you could ask one of the older students to summon the toad," Harry suggested.
Harry had practiced a lot of spells but the summoning spell was 4th year, and quite a bit further than he had tried, though he knew the incantation.
"Oh, I didn't think of that, thanks!" the girl said and left.
"Mental, that one," Ron said rudely.
"She was only helping this Neville fellow," Harry defended her, lightly.
"Probably Neville Longbottom, the squib." Ron snorted unattractively.
Harry frowned slightly, "If Neville were a squib, he wouldn't be on the Express going to a school of Wizardry."
Ron rolled his eyes.
Harry found himself quite disliking Ron and his rude tendency to talk shit about people he didn't know.
Harry pulled out his book and started reading.
"Why're you reading?" Ron asked incredulously.
Harry looked over his book.
"To gain knowledge," Harry said, politely.
"But! But! You're Harry Potter, you can't be bookish!" Ron almost shouted.
Harry's expression hardened a bit and he looked back at his book.
He really didn't like the redhead's attitude toward books.
*** Hogwarts
With the rest of the students, Harry took the boats to Hogwarts.
He nodded politely at McGonagall while she was giving her 'House is family' speech.
He ignored Ron's exclamation that they would have to fight a troll.
He clapped after the hat's song and waited his turn, not showing any of the nervousness he was feeling about the sorting.
"Potter, Harry." Called out McGonagall.
Harry stepped forward confidently and walked up to the podium, ignoring Draco's 'you didn't tell me you were the Harry Potter!'
Harry sat on the stool and let the hat be put on his head, feeling nervous. He really disliked the idea of the hat being able to see all his memories.
"Oh ho, what do we have here! You'd be an amazing Slytherin…" the hat spoke in his head.
Harry agreed, personally, but he couldn't let himself be perceived as a 'filthy snake' by the rest of the school.
"You do know that that is even more reason to put you in Slytherin." The Hat sounded amused.
"I will be in Gryffindor." Harry thought back.
"Very well…" The hat sighed, "If you must, then, GRYFFINDOR!" the last word was shouted out.
Harry took off the hat and headed to the table which was dressed up in red and had two more red-heads shouting about how they got Potter and noted that Draco was looking disappointed at his sorted and a little disgusted.
Harry sat down next to Hermione, the bushy-haired girl from the train, who started rattling off what the books said about Harry.
Harry smiled lightly. "The books about me are all false."
Hermione looked almost comically enraged. "But books are always right!" she shouted.
Harry smiled. "Who was there to witness what actually happened that night."
Hermione frowned and fell into the trap, "You and Voldemort."
Harry inwardly laughed at all the flinches that people gave at the Dark Lord's name.
"I can assure you that I've never given an interview and Voldemort is dead, so where does your book get its facts from?"
Hermione looked extremely stunned.
"I-I…"
Harry smiled lightly at her, "Just something to think about."
*** Next Day
Harry woke up early at 5 am, and had a quick bath before returning and reading some more, practicing some late 1st year spells till 6:30-ish when some other boys in the dorm started to stir.
Harry headed down to breakfast early and had a quick and light breakfast before taking out his book on an art known as Occlumency and started reading.
He received his timetable, along with incredulous books from Ron, for reading a book and he went to his first class, Transfiguration with McGonagall.
He got to class, barely on time and waited for McGonagall to arrive before noticing a cat next to McGonagall's table and remembered that she was a cat animagus.
Harry winked at the cat, who stared at Harry.
Ron and another boy from Harry's dorm, Seamus, landed up late for class.
McGonagall transformed from the cat into herself and got a few screams and surprised looks.
She lectured them for a while before giving them a matchstick and telling them the incantation to turn it into a needle.
Harry took and deep breath and performed the transfiguration, pushing his magic into his wand, magnifying it and saying the incantation and imagining the needle he wanted, intricate and silver.
It took a long second, but the matchstick turned into a needle with a soft pop.
McGonagall swept over to Harry.
"5 points to Gryffindor, Mr. Potter, amazing needle, first try too! 5 more points because of the intricacy."
McGonagall just got back to the front of the class, as Hermione managed to finish her transfiguration.
"Ms. Granger's done it too! 5 more points to Gryffindor." McGonagall said pleased that 2 people had completed the complex transfiguration in such quick succession.
Harry worked on trying to make his transfiguration more intricate. He tried to engrave a pattern into his needle and managed, though he began to start sweating.
McGonagall picked up the engraved needle, admiring the pretty if simple pattern on the small needle.
"Good job, Mr. Potter, but remember not to exhaust yourself."

"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.

A young man who was acclaimed as a genius by everyone was currently reading Harry Potter, his favorite novel but  was complaining about the story and end up dead by your ever kind god Truck-sama.

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