Rebooted as "Harry Potter Transmigration"


An 18 years old boy has just finished reading what he found as the most annoying series of books ever: the Harry Potter Series. There were two reasons for his annoyance with the series.

One: our MC was also named Harry Potter and he was greatly teased by it.

Two: the main characters in the books were seriously underdeveloped.

"I mean come on, an average guy defeats the most powerful evil wizard alive? Who are you kidding?"

P.S. I do not own Harry Potter. This is purely fan-fiction.

A random soul following a fatal accident awakens in the fictional world of Harry Potter, with no recollection of his identity or familiar faces, how will he overcome the trials and tribulations he is to face while wearing the body of a recently deceased Harry Potter.

Characters that are mentioned that are derived from the original book/movie series are intellectual properties of J. K. Rowling. This book is an adaptation of the original Harry Potter world, all chapters will be released to the general public, Patrons receive earlier access to the chapters.

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when he portaled home he noticed both azazel and vali were waiting for him

"how was your date" azazel said with a mischievous smile

"it was quite nice especially when she guaranteed me time that i could use to prepare myself i am certain that with enough control i can win with my black holes i just need time to perfect my control and when she said that i would be safe while i trained i started to enjoy myself" azazel's smile vanished he was hoping to hear words like terrible and i hate you but no instead he enjoyed himself how boring

"so why are you waiting for me anyway" arthur asked

"you make food" vali said simply arthur just slapped himself on the head these two were useless

"very well i will get freshened up then i will cook by the way azazel do you know any good publishing companies i have decided to become a writer since she just made me completely broke"

"alright i know someone i will get in contact with her the moment you have it ready" azazel said laughing at arthur's new predicament

he got freshened up and while doing so he bought the knowledge of multiple series of stories like harry potter and artemis fowl the rangers apprentice the brotherband chronicles and the inheritance cycle from the system as those were his favorite stories in his previous life and he wanted others to enjoy them A and B he knew he would get rich fast if he published those stories once he was done eating he figured he'd start with the first novel series he ever read harry potter and began writing it took him four days to finish volume one but he was smart he would write all of them and then have them edited and sent out into the world so it took him about a month to finish the entirety of the harry potter series before he handed the first one to azazel who told arthur he would get ready and then they'd go when they got there they went through pleasantries

"this is arthur arthur this is nanao watanabe" azazel said finally actually introducing them albeit rather abruptly

"nice to meet you would you mind showing me what you wrote" she asked he did so she then took them to her office and began reading she had a lot of shocked expressions as she read and when she finished she abruptly got up and left returning awhile later with who arthur assumed was her boss

"so your arthur i am ayato himura well i must say your work is excellent now normally we give only ten percent royalty but since this story is so good we will up it to fifteen how does that sound" she said

"that sound excellent" arthur said

"i also wanted to know when you would have the second done" she asked

"well i am going to be completely honest i already have it finished however i do not want to publish them to quickly if you understand" arthur said

"i do indeed how about you bring it at the end of the next month" she said

"agreed oh by the way when i finish the harry potter series i have a few more stories at the ready as well" arthur said

"are they as good as this one" she asked

"oh yes yes they are but that will be for later i am just telling you know so as for no surprises down the road"

"well i thank you for that will will have a separate contract for each series you write so as to not rip you or us off" she said

"wonderful" arthur said

"come let's go sign the contract for this series" she said he nodded got up and followed her to her own office

almost a month after the book was published everybody and their mom talked about the book he was earned 2.5 million dollars of the first book alone he went on a date twice more with amaterasu he also used his black hole abilities to scare the guys to trade money for gold so as to be rich there too he traded half of his money for gold and would continue to trade half of the money he earns to gold until he stops earning so never

sora's life was terrible his mother used him for target practice his father and elder sister used him as a training dummy his younger sister also used him as a training dummy and his aunt not only used you as a training dummy but she also rapes sora constantly the only person who somewhat cared and tried to help you was your uncle one day a stranger in a cloak handed you a suitcase with the ability to escape inside he said that when sora gets so desperate open the case and that will help him escape but once he does he's on his own since the stranger was dying and what's inside will carry on the legacy

~disclaimer~ this is a fanfic of RWBY however I will be using quite a few weapons from different shows for his armament as he does have many weapons also i use punctuation literally never so sorry before hand oh and he and his friends are very overpowered

"This is bullshit why in the hell did that asshole stay with Hermione?! 
Like seriously he was the reason she almost died in the first book and now she is in love with him. I call bull!!" 
After getting his emotions back in check our main character closes the last book of the Harry Potter series. 

Getting up from the sofa he was sitting on, he goes to the kitchen to get a snack. "I wonder what new anime has come out on funimation" he thought to himself as he began walking back to the living room. Just as he sat down and was about to turn the television on he heard a voice right next to him. 

"You know it is not an easy thing to write a story, which every person who reads it will be okay with the ending." The voice said 

As he turn around he sees an old lady sipping on what appears to be coffee and reading the Harry Potter book he just finished. 

Freaking out at first he stared at her wide eyed and backed up a bit from her, trying to make sure there was enough space for him to be able to protect himself just incase.

"Who are you? And do you mind telling me how did you get inside my house?" He asked reaching for his phone getting ready to dial 911.

"Hush child don't worry about the minor things in life, now tell me... what would you do different if you were Harry Potter?"  She asked 

"Huh?" he replied

"What would you do if you were Harry Potter?"  She asked again

"I would first try to control my magic where I would pretty much be able to do anything before I ended up in Hogwarts... by the way you didn't answer my question. Who are you and what are you doing here?" He asked after answering her question without knowing why.

"Hmm yes I can see how that would help Harry out in life. As for me I would prefer if you'd call me grandma or mom since I'm what gave birth to everything and I do mean everything." Letting out a warm and beautiful aura around that completely calmed him down and for an unknown reason he felt that he can trust and believe her every word. 

"Umm okay, so what now what are you actually doing here? If what you said is real why are you here?" He asked 

"Well to tell you the truth, I was walking down the street and I heard you screaming and I wanted to see what the whole fuzz was about." She replied 

"So you saw me whining about the book?" He asked 
"Yup and having a similar opinion as yours I couldn't help and agree with you. Sadly I may be all powerful but I can never interfere with my children so I can't change what happened" she said 

Seeing the dejected face he decided to change the subject and just sat there talking to her all night long.

She asked questions about his life and he asked questions about anything really, without noticing time flew by and morning came.

A guy gets the chance to become Harry Potter and change the storyline to his liking.

I remember the time when I first was introduced to the Harry Potter series. I had just entered the fourth grade when the first book came out, and by the time I finished high school the seventh book had just been released. I was hooked from the first chapter, and I regret to say I became a bit of a fan-girl. I had even wrote a few fan-fiction, okay I was a popular fan-fiction writer. But anyway one of my dreams was to go to the Harry Potter world. One day I was on the way to the bank to get some money to buy some new Harry Potter merchandise to add to my collection, when I saw a car driving away from the nearby bank and was pursued by police cars. I saw a young couple crossing the street unaware of the danger when the car came speeding towards them. I yelled look out but they were frozen with fear. I decided to try and save them by pushing them out of the way of the car, but then I was in direct line of the car with no time to escape. I braced my self and waited for the impact to come and when it did I went flying and my world turned black. My last sight was the young couple looking toward me in horror. At least they were safe.

The MC dies and reincarnates into the Harry Potter Universe as Harry's twin sister. Both are powerful but have to learn to control their powers. Also is an alternative story line.

(AN: basic understanding of things in the HP universe are necessary to understand the story fully.)

this story belongs to LeadVonE I'm simply sharing it here because its unavailable 

Harry Potter has been banged up for ten years in the hellhole brig of Azkaban for a crime he didn't commit, and his traitorous brother, the not-really-boy-who-lived, has royally messed things up. After meeting Fate and Death, Harry is given a second chance to squash Voldemort, dodge a thousand years in prison, and snatch everything his hated brother holds dear. H/Hr/LL/DG/GW.

enjoy reading

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.

I placed my trapper-keeper under my chair as I took my seat at the desk. Latin was one of my best classes, and it seemed to come even more natural to me than speaking English did. However, today I was a little offset from my normal self. Perhaps it was my mother's sudden caring behavior that triggered this displacement of my usual nature. Or maybe it was something else entirely? My social anxiety was through the roof that day, and I had already snapped at five students. 'It's only third period, why am I at my witt's end already?' I sighed to myself. But just as I was trying to clear my head, a sudden wave of fear washed over me. 'I know this feeling, this terror,' my eyes widened as it dawned on me. It was the exact same feeling I had when I had laid eyes on her, that mysterious, frightening woman from earlier that morning. Slowly, I scanned my eyes around the classroom. This spirit really was persistent when it came to trying to mess with me. It was hard enough trying to be invisible in this school, the last thing I needed was for her to distract me during the day. As a wave of students entered the room at the last minute, I caught a glimpse of her dark figure behind the door. She slowly curled her fingers around the side of the door, and poked her head out. Between her sadistic, twisted grin, her empty eye sockets, and the dried streaks of blood running down her face and neck, I was chilled to the bone.

The bell rang, signaling the start of class and our teacher, Mrs. Vexis, cleared her throat. The projector was one, and on the whiteboard there was a very easily recognizable Crest. A smile played across my lips as I took note of what today's lesson was going to be about. Harry Potter was one of my favorite book series, and its use of Latin words and phrases was always fun to study.

"Salvete, Omnes," Mrs. Vexis called out to us, to which we responded with a loud "Salve, Magistra!"

"Now, let's begin class, shall we? Miss Grey, could you please read the phrase used in this Crest, and identify today's lesson?" Mrs. Vexis called on me.

"Ita vero, Magistra! 'Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus' translates to 'Do not wake the sleeping dragon'. Depending on the sentence, titillandus could also mean 'tease', but in this sense it means 'wake'. Our lesson today will be on Harry Potter and the use of Latin in the series." I couldn't help but feel excited about it, I had been hoping for months that we would go over this in class.

"Excellent pronunciations, as usual. Maybe you could teach the class a few things today, Miss Grey?" The teacher teased my enthusiasm.

Heat instantly crept up my neck at those words, causing a few snickers behind me and someone whispered "nerd." My embarrassment lasted only a few seconds, though, as a cold hand was placed upon my burning skin and a multitude of spine-tingling voices echoed in the back of my head. 'Feeling embarrassed, are we now? I could teach them not to make fun of you. Just let me in, and I'll take care of them all,' the demonic woman requested. So that was what she wanted so badly. She wanted a host, someone to use as a vessel to connect with the living world. And I was quite possibly the only one she had found so far who could see her. Now the question was what did she want with the living world? To kill people? How could that bring her satisfaction? Or was it possible she was just wanting me? I had no idea who this woman was, how she died, or what she wanted with me in specific. I needed more knowledge about her. A seemingly distant voice snapped me out of my reverie before I became completely lost in it.

"Sarah? Sarah? Yo, are you good? You look like you've seen a ghost," the guy next to me whispered.

"Mr. Taylor, is there something you'd like to share with the class? You seem to find something a little more important to discuss than my lesson," Mrs. Vexis took notice of the guy who had been checking on me.

"Minime, Magistra!" He responded sharply. So his last name was Taylor, but what was his first name? I never paid enough attention to the other students to know anyone's names.

Thanks to this Taylor guy though, the woman didn't bother me for the rest of class. If it weren't for him, who knows what she would have done or said to me? I most certainly wouldn't have been able to pay attention to the lesson, and there would no doubt have been consequences. When class ended I grabbed my stuff and headed for the door. As I weaved through the crowd of students, moving toward my locker to switch my morning textbooks for my afternoon textbooks, a voice called out to me. A quick glance over my shoulder revealed that the guy was expertly maneuvering through the wave of people to catch up to me. But why?

"Hey, Sarah! You forgot your pencil on your desk!" He handed a black mechanical pencil out as he reached me.

"This isn't mine, I only use old school pencils. They're less likely to break on me," I replied, turning away from him.

"Wait, please don't go! I know it's not yours, it's mine, I just needed an excuse to get you to stop. I was wondering if you wanted to maybe eat lunch with me? I mean, if you already have plans to eat with someone else that's fine too," he rubbed the back of his neck in a sheepish manner. Why did he want to eat with me? If he knew enough about me to know my first name out of a class where we only used last names, then he should know the only time I ever interacted with other students was in a cold manner. And yet he still invited me to eat with him?

This was the first time I'd ever spoken to him, or even looked at him for that matter. He wasn't bad looking though. His light brown hair looked as if he didn't know what a brush was, but it matched perfectly with the freckles painting his nose and cheeks, as well has his hazel colored eyes. He wore black plastic framed glasses, the rectangular lenses perfectly complimenting the shape of his face. His lips were semi-full, and the way they curved at the corners made his smile seem flawless. That particular day he wore a red flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms, and he had left the top few buttons undone, revealing the white t-shirt he was wearing under it. Complimenting his flannel was a pair of Levi jeans and black Converse low top sneakers. Just like me, he carried his materials in a trapper keeper slung across his chest and his textbooks in his arms. I couldn't help but feel completely star-struck by this guy, and suddenly felt nervous. Just one look at him and anyone could tell he was a nerd. But nerdy looking guys were always a huge weakness of mine. He wore the confidence of a man who played as DM for a high school D&D group, which was quite possible, given the amount of clubs this school had.

"Why would someone like you want to eat lunch with someone like me?" I blurted out at him.

Before he answered my question he looked over my shoulder. I followed his gaze with my own eyes, and caught something dark disappear behind a corner. Lowering his voice to just a whisper he responded. "Because she seemed to be bothering you earlier. But once I said something it was as if she vanished. She was probably afraid of someone else noticing her. So I wanted to eat with you so she would stay away from you."

So I wasn't the only one who could see her? Just who exactly was this guy?

My name is Sarah Grey. I am an American girl living in Saginaw, Michigan. On first glance, you would think I was just any ordinary girl trying to make her way through this life. But let me let you in on a little secret of mine. I see dead things. Ghosts, demons, spirits, souls, whatever you want to call them. That is the secret I keep hidden from everyone I know. But you're different, you might not think I'm crazy. Why don't I share my story with you, huh? I think we might be able to become good friends. Sit back, grab your popcorn or whatever snack you like, and enjoy the show.

Plot: Deciding enough is enough, Harry makes his way to Gringotts and finds out a few interesting things. Taking a portkey to his destiny, what antics will Harry get up to now?
Crossover: Harry Potter x Percy Jackson
Pairing: HPxZoe

Harry Potter scowled out of the window of his small room. It had been three weeks since he had seen Cedric's death and been dumped on his relatives with a pat on his back. Not one word had been spoken to him by the wizarding world since then, not one person had checked on Harry's mental health. For Christ's sake, he had just seen a friend murdered right before his eyes and no one was concerned? Harry knew that Dumbledore would most likely be involved in the politics of the wizarding world and the earliest he could see him was late this summer. It was a good thing that Harry hid his intelligence and some of his friendships from his so called best friends. He most likely would have stewed all summer and unleashed all of his pent up emotions in one go and then instantly forgiven one and all. That was probably his godfather's plan come to think of it. He knew that if his godfather had really wanted to, he would have contacted Harry. The man had contacted him when he had just escaped Azkaban and every Auror was out looking for him. The heat had died down considerably by now, so it was obvious that his godfather was ignoring him as well. Harry had given his friends and honorary family three weeks to contact him and four years to teach him about the wizarding world and his place in it. It was time for Harry to meet the goblins.

"Hello Dursleys," Harry greeted his family in the morning.

"What do you want boy, we've left you alone, now you're supposed to keep out of normal lives," Vernon spat.

"Indeed," Harry mused, "Which is why I've come to talk to you about getting your help to get me completely out of your hair for the summer if not the rest of our lives."

Vernon had almost interrupted his nephew when Harry had said he needed help, but now he was glad he didn't. Getting rid of his nephew for the rest of the summer, maybe life, oh Vernon wasn't going to pass this chance up. "Okay boy, what do you need?"

"A ride to London tomorrow and to be dropped off where I can get my school supplies. After that I will either be out of your hair, or I will need to return for a few day while everything is put together."

Vernon could barely contain his glee at the prospect, it wouldn't even be that far out of his way in the morning. "Very well Harry," He said shocking all those that were at the kitchen as Vernon rarely ever called Harry by his name. "I leave at 7:30 every morning so I expect you to be packed and ready to go tomorrow."

"Yes Uncle Vernon," Harry said and then backed out of the kitchen. Harry didn't want to push his luck and decided to start packing. The drive the next morning was silent and both occupants in the car were perfectly fine with that. No words were exchanged as Harry removed his trunk and owl cage from the car. Making his way into the Leaky Cauldron, Harry shrunk both the trunk and cage and pocketed them as he made his way to Gringotts. Since it was still rather early in the morning there were no visitors in the lobby of the bank, which made it quite simple for him to approach a teller.

"What do you want wizard?"

"I wish to speak to the representative of the People that manages the Potters account. I have much gold to spend and all can be spent at Gringotts."

This caught the attention of many of the goblins in the atrium. A wizard had just addressed their nation correctly and had promised a profit to Gringotts. This was quickly noticed by all as goblins loved a profit. "Very well Mr. Potter, I will summon your account manager for your business."

"Thank you master goblin."

It was only a few minutes later that Harry was escorted to the account manager's office as a surlier looking goblin looked down on him. "It's about time you've come to see me Mr. Potter, we were beginning to get annoyed at your ignoring of the letters we sent."

"Ah, then you must be another group that was blocked by the illegal owl ward that was placed on me by the oh so intelligent ministry of magic. Sorry about that. I have never received any correspondence from Gringotts and only the fact that I branched out with a few secret friends did I know that I had more than my trust vault."

"If this is true Mr. Potter then we must correct this wrongful act placed upon you. Drop a bit of you blood on here and we'll see what all Gringotts needs to do for you today."

Grabbing the offered dagger, Harry carefully cut his palm and allowed his blood to drop on the offered parchment. The blood was absorbed and for a few seconds, the parchment was left blank and then it began to write.

Harry James Potter Age: 15

Son of: Lily Potter (nee Evans) and James Potter

Heir of: Potter, Black, Peverell, Gryffindor families.

Magical core blocked 65% blocked: 40% Lily Potter, 25% Albus Dumbledore

Partial Metamorphous Talents 95% blocked

Natural Occulmency Barriers 100% blocked

Natural Parseltongue

Soul Leech Present

Illegal charms present: Tracking, Mail wards, blood wards

Legacy of Greek God: Zeus and Hermes

Legacy of Greek Goddess: Hecate and Nemesis

Harry stared at the parchment as he slowly digested the information in front of him. His anger was much at the blocks on his magic and the illegal wards, but what he was focused on was the confusion at the last two lines. "Oh Mr. Potter, I'm only sorry that you didn't meet me sooner as my days just got a lot more interesting," The goblin cackled. "So, I'm sure you have many questions, ask your first."

"What does it mean legacy of Greek gods?"

"Ah, I figured that would be your first one. Since you were raised by mundanes I assume one of your school lesson discussed the Greek Parthenon. Well, all those stories are real. They aren't the entire truth as many stories were mixed up through translation errors, but the gods and monsters are very much alive in this world."

"So you're saying that Ze…"

"Hold it Mr. Potter, names are powerful in the realm of Mythology and you would do well not to casually throw out names, especially those of the big three. That will just attract monsters nearby. But, yes Mr. Potter the Greek myths are alive and well today in America and I believe your next adventure awaits there."

"Very well, I learned just five years ago that there was a secret society hidden from non-magical folks, what's one more that I am thrust into?" Harry chuckled nervously. "Alright next question, what the hell is a soul leech?"

At this the goblin grew angry, and it did not help him in the beauty department, "Soul leeches are the vilest acts of magic you human wizards can make. It is a part of a whole soul that was split and to split your soul usually means the murdering of an innocent. This magic is what you would call a horcrux and no known human magic can get rid of the soul without destroying the container."

"And yet, you said human magic."

"Good, you caught that, I would not be doing business with a dunderhead. Goblins have a ritual that can remove the soul piece from you and also any other soul pieces made by the same person and destroy them. The good news for you is that we goblins do this service for free and the ritual will also remove all of your blocks and catch your body up to where it should be."

"Well, when can we start the ritual? I will pay for quick service."

"Who taught you the way of the goblins? You must have been taught for many of your contemporaries do not treat us the way we are supposed to be."

"Professor Flitwick at Hogwarts spoke of your customs and how to make the most of our time in Gringotts. He often spoke of what I was supposed to do while I sat in his office keeping up with my mundane school work. There was no better tutor for my maths. He's the only professor, other than Dumbledore that knows what I am doing."

"Ah," The goblin nodded, "Yes that would explain it. Of course, there would be no better than a goblin to explain numbers. Very well, come on they are preparing the ritual chamber now and will be ready when we arrive."

The ritual chamber was just an empty chamber. Compared to the grandstanding of the atrium and offices of Gringotts, it was honestly a bit of a letdown for Harry. Removing his clothes as he was instructed, Harry laid down in the center of the room as five goblin priests began chanting in their tongue. Nothing happened for a few minutes, leaving Harry feeling very foolish as he was lying on the ground and then suddenly he was wracked with pain. Most of his pain was centered on his forehead as wisps of green smoke began pouring out of his scar. A widespread pain wracked his body as the blocks on his magic were forced open and still Harry did not cry out. The goblins watching the ceremony were impressed by the threshold of pain Harry possessed. The smoke began pouring out and smoke also managed to come into the room notifying the goblins that there was more than one horcrux. When the green gas stopped pouring out of Harry and had formed with all that had entered the room, a quick fire spell and the soul pieces of Voldemort were gone. It was rather anticlimactic. Harry had passed out after the soul pieces were destroyed and as he was unconscious his body grew to the correct proportions.

"And all this before noon. I wonder what else he has planned!" His head accountant laughed. Pain and death was the sure way to get a goblin in a good mood.

Groggily Harry woke up and found himself clothed and laying on a rather comfortable bed. Wondering where he was Harry tried to lift his head, but found that his body was too stiff to move. "That ritual must have taken a lot out of me," Harry muttered. "Wait, the ritual! I'm in Gringotts!"

"Indeed you are Mr. Potter," The familiar voice of his Charms professor squeaked. Turning his head slightly Harry grinned as his favorite teacher sat on a rather comfy looking chair reading about the previous dueling tournament. "I'm glad to see you up Harry and I'm also glad you remembered my lesson on dealing with the People. Many goblins stopped and sung your praises my student."

"You took the time to teach me Professor, it was the least I could do to remember your teaching and reflect well on you."

"Would you believe that your mother said the exact same thing to me the summer before her seventh year? I will always be proud that I was able to teach one of the brightest witches ever and her son who comes close to her intelligence." A blissful smile made its way on to Harry's face at the short story of his older sister. Everybody had stories by the hundreds of James and although he loved his father, his mother was just as big in his heart as his father. Why the wizarding world and family friends seemed to be determined in only remembering Lily Evans as Lily Potter, Harry would never understand. Even McGonagall only spoke of his father when she claimed that Lily was her favorite.

"That is high praise Mr. Potter," His account manager said, he had completely escaped Harry's notice and was thankful he did not jump and make a fool of himself. "The People remember those who treated us with respect fondly and the late Mrs. Potter had our respect at the beginning of her second year." This grabbed a small chuckle both from Filius and Harry at the picture of the warrior race of the Nation bowing in respect to a twelve year old girl.

"Indeed, I must say Harry that this new look suits you. I had no idea how malnourished you really were." Harry had indeed grown thanks to the ritual performed. Instead of the underweight 5'6" kid that went in, Harry was now a healthy weight and stood at a respectable height of almost 6'. "I wish you had listened to me and come here after your second year."

"You know why I didn't Professor. Even though I am disenchanted with the wizarding world of Great Britain at least, I had hopes that one of my so called friends would come clean and help me. I'm sure Professor Dumbledore would have taught me if he could have gotten away from all of his many positions. But you live and you learn," Harry sighed, "Anyways, how long was I out?"

"It has been a day and a half since you entered our bank Mr. Potter, we invited Filius into the back when he arrived just few hours ago. Now, it is time to continue on with our meeting as time is money."

"Very well Master Goblin, what would you suggest be done next?"

"Harry if I may make a suggestion," Flitwick stepped in, "It might be prudent for you to have the People to invite the minister to a conference. The Daily Prophet has started a smear campaign against you an Albus. It has just started, so you may want to head it off quickly."

"Very well, Master Goblin can your Nation set up a meeting in one of you conference rooms, also can you invite Albus Dumbledore for as well, and he needs to arrive about half an hour earlier? Thank you, and now I would like to go over my accounts and I can also be planning my trip for the foreseeable future."

For the next hour figures were thrown at Harry that would make many men salivate at the wealth. With Harry's access to the modern world and the Goblin's ability to play the stock market, they tried to triple the wealth on a sixth of one of his vaults. They were interrupted when one of the goblin tellers came and informed them that Dumbledore was here.

"Professor Dumbledore, I am sorry to call you away from your work this summer, but there have been a few developments in regards to the war on Voldemort."

"Oh? My boy, do tell."

"Were you aware that I had a soul leech in my head?"

"Indeed I was Harry, and I have spent much of my free time for the last thirteen years looking for a way to remove it without you dying."

"Well, you can stop looking, for the Nation has gotten rid of my unwanted passenger and all of the dork lord's soul pieces. He is mortal now and I believe the People's shamans said that due to his core being so destabilized his followers and their families will be completely drained of their magic before he finally dies."

Dumbledore stared in shock that stretched for minutes as he slowly comprehended this tale. Finally Albus spoke again, "Harry, do you know what this means? The darkness of the world can finally be stamped out! Because you, with the help of the people of course, activated the ritual you shall inherit the vaults and seats on our government and board of governors at the school! Harry change is coming!" Dumbledore pulled Harry into a grandfatherly hug and wept tears of joy.

The two held each other in a family like embrace as both celebrated. Harry then spoke up, "The shamans said this process would take a year, two years tops before everything was said and done. Apparently I have a bit of destiny located in America with the Greek gods so, I am leaving for the summer and I don't know when I will be back. I will make it my mission to return when I can do the most good with my powers. Now, Minister Fudge will walk through these doors in a few minutes and I plan on getting rid of this smear campaign."

"Very well Harry, I know you have been hiding your intelligence so I will allow it. After this meeting I will go to retrieve a few books for you to study. When you return you need to be able to take your OWLS and NEWTS. Since you will be in the gods' domain, Lady Hecate will protect you from the magical detectors."

"Minister Fudge," Harry stated as Fudge strode into the conference room breaking preamble. "I called you here today so we can discuss this smear campaign you are supposedly working against me and Dumbledore."

"Now see here you brat I am the Minister of Magic!"

"And I am the boy-who-lived and Dumbledore has more political clout than you shall ever have. Let us remember who got rid of the last two dark lords. The goblins have proof that Voldemort could come back and we took care of all eventualities just yesterday, so I'm done. I want the smear campaign stopped so I can go on my summer vacation that could quite possibly extend for years without worry that when I come back I will be considered a nutter."

"What do you mean summer vacation?"

"I mean that I will be leaving the country. Every time I have brought it up with the members of the Nation they had grinned which has honestly unnerved me. If I like where they send me, there's no promises that I will come back to Britain for quite a few years. I cannot speak for Professor Dumbledore, but I am warning you that many of your pureblood buddies and their families will start to lose their magic if they were ever willingly allied with Voldemort. I will be back to claim those seats and Dumbledore has already agreed to help me change the world. I'm giving you notice, perhaps now would be a good time to retire and write a book to celebrate your successful career in politics."

"Cornelius, I agree with Mr. Potter quite heartily, but I know you will not listen to our advice. But, I shall warn you now that if you continue this smear campaign I will bring the ICW to investigate the ministry dealings. Leave us alone and we shall leave you alone."

"Very well," Fudge stated as he began to imagine the bad publicity from an investigation. "The newspaper will not bother you anymore, and we shall part ways here. Good day!"

Harry had to suppress a shiver as Fudge walked out which elicited a chuckle from Professor Flitwick as he walked into the room. "That is why no one but a politician can deal with a politician. Come and follow me." Flitwick led Harry down a series of paths and continued to talk as Dumbledore left to go get the books he had promised. "The People still won't tell you where you are going, but they have warned that wherever you are going, the potency of your Greek side will attract many of the mythological monsters of Greek stories. Because of this you have been granted a rare honor in using one of the Nation's time chambers. A day on the outside translates to just over six months inside. Your ancestors left you celestial bronze weapons in your vaults which is what is required for you to kill these monsters. These six months, will be under the tutor of me and another of the People as we train you in swordsmanship, archery, and dueling skills with your magic."

By now the two of them had reached a large door with a carving of an hourglass etched into it. There was also a pack for Harry containing the weapons that Filius had spoken of and some clothes that had been ordered the previous day by the goblins, for a fee of course. "Are you ready Harry?"

Taking a breath and shouldering the pack Harry nodded as the doors opened. "Indeed." Harry walked through the doors steeling himself for the most brutal six months of his life.

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