Alternate universe of harry potter where James' mother never died. 
Harry Potter is owned by j.k. Rowling.

When a world-changing event happens in the Harry Potter universe, what do you think happens when nothing is ordinary anymore?

I don't own Harry Potter. This is my fan fic story.

What would happen If cursed child is not simple as it seemed?
What if You-Know-Who actually tried to have a contact with Albus Potter?
What if Harry founds out that his son is in a great lot danger than he thinks?
Find oit the answers in the "Harry Potter and the Cursedchild..RECREATED"Version..
New adventures ,new steps and new decisions..
That story of how Harry Potter and his worthy son Albus Severus Potter beat Voldemort and his daughter from reincarnating to the magical  world..

AUTHORSNOTE: HEY GUYS I AM DECREASING CHARACTERS POV AND GOING MORE FOR THIRD PERSON AS IT IS MORE INTERESTING FOR THIS KIND OF STORY. I RECTIFIED SOME MISTAKES IN PREVIOUS CHAPTERS AND THE MC STAYS IN THE ORPHANAGE TILL HE IS 3 YEARS OF AGE .
~4 privet drive~
Orion has arrived on privet drive with the help of tinnie while Amelia went to bring sirius out of azkaban. Andromeda and her family went to prepare grimmauld palace 12 for healing sirius.He went and knocked on the door KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
"HEY FREAK ! OPEN THE DOOR"
This caused orion to remember  his past in the church orphanage.
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ORION'S FLASHBACK
"YOU DEVIL .OH JESUS !WHY DO I HAVE TO CARE FOR THIS ABOMINATION"
and the bitch keeps on ranting to a 1year old .seriously it's not like I want to -
"THAT SLUT OF HIS MOTHER DIED WHORING HERSELF AND OMG WHAT KIND OF NAME IS BLACK EXCEPT FOR DEVIL"
This caused my anger to burst out with my magic to throw her across the room causing enough of commotion to bring the entire orphanages attention.as my luck would have the bitch yelled -"THE DEVIL THREW ME WHEN I STARTED PRAYING JESUS NAME .IT'S A DEVIL IT SAID THAT IT WILL KILL ME .HELP ME PLEASE"
Then my life for two years turned into hell .They didn't even feed me time to time .Always hungry and always angry for their insults at the only Family I have known since Rob took my previous life's memories except concerning this world's from me.They even didn't let me have peace in sleep waking me up throwing boiling HOLY water at me .I only survived due to the magic in me .Of course they decided that I got burned from holy water since I am devil and healed again because I am devil.Hell it even escalated the situation.
The bitch from before even came to kill me with a knife .The only reason I am alive is because She attacked the WRong child .Of course I am blamed  again.That's the reason I ran away the moment I could call kreacher I still have nightmares from that shit.
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The door opened to revel a boy with green eyes and raven coloured hair with big glasses.
"Umm.Hello."
"Hello harry .I am orion regulus black.do you mind ?"
harry moved aside allowing orion to enter the house .harry followed orion full of curiosity as vernon started shouting -
"HEY FREAK ! WHO IS IT?DO YOU WANT ME TO BREAK YOUR HAND BEFORE YOU START TAKING"
orion suppressing his rising  anger and  went in to the living room
"Hello!I am orion regulus black.Lord of most ancient and noble house of black.I am here for Heir potter"
"Heir potter? do you mean-"
"you freak.get out of my house .I don't want you in my house"
Orion simply waved hand for tinnie who appeared and threw Vernon across the the room.
"Do not insult my Lord in front of me."
"what is that?" questioned harry.
"Not what harry Who. Heir potter meet tinnie my personal house elf.tinnie meet heir potter"
"Greeting Heir Potter.It is a pleasure to meet you"
"It's nice to meet you too."
"Now listen well muggles.I know of your kind for to much for my taste.I am taking harry with me to meet his godfather with whom he will stay -"
"wait I have a godfather?"
"yes cousin " causing harry's eyes to widen "your godfather is my uncle and your grandmother is a black like me .Late Lady potter born Dorea black sister to Late Lord articus and my grandmother walpurga black"
"That means you are my family" he innocently exclaimed that melted orion's heart.
"Yes little bro.Come let's go" told orion taking harry with him. Leaving the knocked out vernon and crying petuna and dudley.
"So let me tell you  things you need to remember  harry 1)you are a wizard.All the weird thing you experienced when you are hungry or angry are due to magic.2)you are famous in our world as you are the boy-who-lived meaning you killed a pschotic mass murderer named voldemort as a child when he came to kill you and your parents-"
"but aunt told-
"Lies harry! I know because I experienced the same in orphanage in I which I have grown till I have reached the age of three.Your parents are heros harry.They fought the most dangerous dark lord in the last millennium whose name is feared till now .You are heir to most ancient and noble house of potter."
"What does that mean? you also told you are lord-
"black.yes.In our world harry families of pure magical in nature means no muggle means non magic folk like vernon for 3 generations are called minor house if they are established within last century.If they accomplished something that is significant in nature to wizarding world they are then called noble house.If they existed more than 5 centuries they are ancient and noble house.Then we have our houses that existed since the time of wizengamort or hogwarts called most ancient and noble house.before you ask hogwarts is the worlds first wizarding school founded during the witch hunts. wizengamort is magical britain's parliament that runs our country founded by melin.tinnie-"
"yes my Lord"
"take us to gringotts"
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orion and harry appeared in front of gringotts with tinnie."thanks tinnie"
"your welcome my Lord"
"Now harry this is gringotts the wizarding bank run by goblins .The founders of hogwarts has given goblins the rights to be the only bank in wizarding world in exchange for helping in establishment of hogwarts .of course they also ensured that goblins cannot cheat us but they can ask for payment in the form of gold for help they provide us.You don't need to worry about money as House potter is one of the wealthiest in britain."
"but why are here?"
"Of course,for you to take up heirship of house potter"
Then they reached the teller "Greeting !master teller"
"Greeting !Lord black" replied the teller.It seems word has spread around goblins of orion's eye for successful bussiness and respect for them.
"I want you to call for account manger of house potter and blackfang.This is Hadrian james potter who have come for his blood inheritance ritual."
The teller simply raised an eyebrow and called for griphook to take them to a private room.
"may the gold of your enemies flow into your vaults "
"may the blood of your enemies flow at your feet Lord Black"
Griphook took orion and harry  to the same room as before and orion-"thank you griphook" shocking him enough to open his mouth.Orion didn't know that any wizard/witches never remebered goblins' name that too a lower one in hierarchy  like griphook.especially a lord like him.This earned him real respect of all goblins as their have been many powerful wizards or lords that came to gringotts each successful in many fields but very few  treated them as equals .
blackfang entered into the room with another goblin that had crest of house potter a dragon's head."greeting Lord black.Each of your visits are becoming more shocking by the day"
"haha!I stive to impress blackfang"
"This is the account mangaer of most ancient and noble house of potter,Ripdage"
"greetings Lord black,Heir potter"
""greeting ripdage""
ripdage took out the ceremonial bowl and a ritual knife and handed it to harry"3 drops of blood heir potter"
"Do it harry."
harry cut his hand and dropped 3 drops of blood in the bowl and watched with fascination as the cut healed
"Now the results-
HADRIAN JAMES POTTER
BORN 25JULY 1990
SON OF JAMES CHARLUS POTTER
SON OF LILY EVANS
HEIR TO MOST ANCIENT AND NOBLE HOUSE OF POTTER
HEIR TO MOST ANCIENT AND NOBLE HOUSE OF PERVELL
POTTER FAMILY VAULT-34 678 167 GALLEONS +ITEMS
POTTER TRUST VAULT -10000 GALLEONS
POTTER PROPERTIES -POTTER MANOR {DESTROYED IN WAR],SCOTLAND,COTTAGE IN GODRIC HOLLOW TURNED INTO HISTORICAL MONUMENT BY MINISTRY,VACATION HOUSE IN FRANCE ..
POTTER BUSSINESS- 7% IN DAILY PROPHET,25% IN NIMBUS BROOMS,20% IN MADAM MALKIN'S ROBES,28% INEYELOBES OWL EMPORIUM...
PERVELL FAMILY VAULT-67 893 GALLEONS+ 57 384 SICKLES +25 KNUTS
POTTER/PERVEL LORDSHIP -CLAIMABLE"
"I never knew potters were related to the pervells "
"Yes Lord black.Lady Margus pervell married into house potter to Lord ignotus potter in 1494.and the rest of house pervell were sqibbed out or died int next cenutry"
"Does that mean I have to claim lordship like you?"
"No Heir potter .you can claim them as last of line of both houses .I don't recommend that."
"But orion did claim them didn't he?"
Mention of his name caused orion to break out of his thoughts that harry is descendent of pervell brothers.That explains why he has one of the deathly hallows as family heirloom.
"Harry my case is entirely different.I had no support,no family and I am lord of most hated house currently in Britain lusted after for it's wealth and power. You have me and soon sirius for support and your family had many alliances and friendship"
"WHAT"
"Yes harry. For public my father is no.1 supporter of voldemort,sirius is a mass murderer who betrayed your parents location to voldemort,one of my aunts bellatrix lestrange born bellatrix black who tortured lord and lady longbottom into insanity,another is wife of lucius malfoy right hand of voldemort"
"you told for public what about for you?"
"I didn't think for you to ask that."
"well vernon and petuina told everyone they met I was a mean boy who beat up dudely and called everyone rude names and that my mother was a whore and father a drunk-"
"NONSENSE"-yelled out ripdage and blackfang
"Lord and Lady potter were one of the greatest warriors I knew and Lady potter was the brightest witch of her generation and kind soul who even came to our aid during the war with voldemort and had a eye for bussiness like lord black"
"Thank you ripdage that means a lot to me.So I wanted to know about the truth as my parents wouldn't name sirius as my godfather and most of all-
"most of all-"
"you"
"huh"
"you have took me out of there and defended me and the shown me about the wizarding world.Even the goblins seem to respect you."
"hahaha! Thank you harry that means a lot to me.Now take the heirship of house potter and pervell. repeat these words -I,hadrian james potter son of james charlus potter take the heirship of most ancient and noble house of potter/pervell"
"I,hadrian james potter son of james charlus potter take the heirship of most ancient and noble house of potter/pervell"
with a flash of glow two rings of house potter and pervell appeared on harry's hand.
"good harry!Never Take these of.You can will for them to turn invisible.They will protect your mind from legimency master-mind readers,minor compulsion charms,detect potions and poisons in your food.Ripdage I want you to call for your best healers to heal harry as it seems his bloodline abilities seemed to be sealed and his malnourishment and older injuries"
"yes lord black" and ripdage called for someone in  goblin languageGobbledegook
"Now House potters bussiness are doing well.Just invest in firebolt brooms like mine .Others will be done by you harry as it is important you learn them" orion put up his hand to stop harry"I will help you learn little bro but not everything will be spoon fed in life"
Knock knock
"come in"
A female goblin in 1950 s healer clothes came in."Greetings lord black, and heir potter.I am albinook"
""Greetings ""
"Albinook I want you to check harry and provide the necessary treatment"
"yes lord black .Please remove your clothes Heir Potter"
"Oh please! for them watching you naked is like watching a rabbit naked means nothing"-told orion to a embarrassed harry.
After checking harry with a few diagnostic spells .Albinook swore and told the rest of room-
"heir potter is malnourished with improperly healed bones  and brusies,no vaccines for any kind of disease both muggle and magical.There is fucking soul piece attached to his scar.Blood wards to his core and magical blocks.All of them could be cured except that scar without knowing what it is"
"I think I know what it is"
All of them turned to Orion and He explained to them the story about his father and voldemort's hocruxes-
"unbelievable to think that mad man made those vile thing much less 7 of them"
"So will it be possible to heal me "
"Yes harry goblins are the greatest healers in terms of soul and blood magic"
"obviously as Lord black said we will heal you .come with me Heir potter"
"Go harry they will heal you and Ripdage take the payment from Potter vaults"
"Yes Lord Black"
Ripdage and harry followed albinook to ritual room for healing him.
"Black fang I believe one of voldemorts hocrux helga hufflepuffs cup is inside the lestrange vault"
"WHAT"
"I am afraid so my friend"
"We have to inform the bank director and king Ragnorock immediately"
"Let's go my friend"

https://discord.gg/V5kEf488xv
A ROB[radom omni potent being} wants to play with a guy.As things proceed mc will find not everything is simple including the Rob himself.
Note: Rewrittern as Harry Potter:Rise Of House Black

Orion frowned at this results as he said , "I never knew Potters were related to the Pervells "
"Yes Lord black. Lady Margus Pervell married into house potter to Lord Ignotus potter in 1494 and the rest of house pervell were sqibbed out or died with in next cenutry."
Harry put together the facts and asked Orion, "Does that mean I have to claim lordship like you?"
Ripdage immediately said , "No Heir potter . You can claim them as last of line of both houses. But I don't recommend that."

"But Orion did claim them didn't he?"
Mention of his name caused Orion to break out of his thoughts that Harry is descendent of pervell brothers. That explains why he has one of the deathly hallows as family heirloom.
"Harry my case is entirely different .I had no support, no family and I am lord of most hated house currently in Britain which is lusted after by many for it's wealth and power. You have me and soon Sirius for support and your family had many alliances and friends."
Harry then blurted out his feelings in a word,"WHAT"
"Yes Harry. For public, my father is no.1 supporter of Voldemort, Sirius is a mass murderer who betrayed your parents location to Voldemort, one of my aunts Bellatrix lestrange born Bellatrix black who tortured lord and lady longbottom into insanity, another aunt is wife of lucius malfoy right hand of voldemort"
Harry digested his ,words and finally asked out in small stutter, "Y-You told for public, what about for you?"
Orion was expecting rejection but not that. He asked out Harry truthfully, "I didn't think for you to ask that."
Harry shrugged his shoulders and said , "Well vernon and petuina told everyone they met that I was a mean boy who beat up dudely and called everyone rude names. That my mother was a whore and father a drunk-"
"NONSENSE"-yelled out Ripdage and Blackfang.
"Lord and Lady potter were one of the greatest warriors I knew and Lady potter was the brightest witch of her generation and kind soul who even came to our aid during the war with Voldemort and had a eye for business like lord black."
Harry then spoke up breaking the tense environment ,"Thank you Ripdage. That means a lot to me. So I want to know about the truth as my parents wouldn't name Sirius as my godfather and most of all the reason for my benefit of doubt to House black is because of you." He said the last part while looking at Orion
"Huh!"
Harry explained his reasoning to the curious room, "You have took me out of there and the shown me about the wizarding world. Even the goblins seem to respect you."
Orion laughed at that and said , "Hahaha! Thank you Harry that means a lot to me. Now take the heirship of house potter and pervell. Repeat these words -I,hadrian james potter son of james charlus potter take the heirship of most ancient and noble house of potter/pervell"
"I,hadrian james potter son of james charlus potter take the heirship of most ancient and noble house of potter/pervell" with a flash of glow two rings of house potter and pervell appeared on Harry's hand.
"Good. Little bro , listen to my advise -Never Take these of. You can will for them to turn invisible. They will inform you of attacks from legilimency master-mind readers, minor compulsion charms, detect potions and poisons in your food."
Harry nodded seeing the grave face on Orion's face. Blackfang then said 
"Ripdage. I want you to call for your best healers to heal Heir Potter as it seems he is malnourished and has other injuries."
Ripdage nodded at that and called for someone in goblin language-Gobbledegook
Meanwhile Orion looked through the House Potter's Bussiness and said to Harry  "House Potter's business are doing well. Just invest in firebolt brooms like mine .Others will be done by you Harry as it is important you learn them" Orion put up his hand to stop Harry who seemed to have something to say, "I will help you learn little bro but not everything will be spoon fed in life."
Knock knock
Orion looked towards Blackfang who gave a nod back . He then yelled out "Come in."
A female goblin in 1950 s healer clothes came in."Greetings Lord Black, and Heir Potter. I am Albinook."
""Greetings ""
Orion then said ,"Albinook! I want you to check harry and provide the necessary treatment."
"Yes, Lord black .Please remove your clothes Heir Potter." replied the healer while looking towards Harry. Orion rolled his eyes at his embarrassment as he said - 
"Oh please! For them watching you naked is like watching a rabbit naked that means nothing"
After checking Harry with a few diagnostic spells Albinook swore in Goblin nature for some time and told the rest of room-
"Heir potter is malnourished with improperly healed bones  and brusies,no vaccines for any kind of disease both muggle and magical. There is fucking soul piece attached to his scar. Blood wards to his core and magical blocks. All of them could be cured except that scar without knowing what it is."
Orion then spoke up saying , "I think I know what it is"
All of them turned to Orion and He explained to them the story about his father and Voldemort's horcruxs-
Albinook shook her head as she said,"Unbelievable to think that mad man made those vile things, much less 7 of them"
Harry who was new to the magical world asked them "So will it be possible to heal me? "
"Yes, Harry . Goblins are the greatest healers, especially in terms of soul and blood magic"
Albinook nodded at the praise, "Obviously as Lord black said we will heal you . Come with me Heir potter."
Orion shook his head at the nervous kid. He soothingly said ,"Go harry they will heal you and Ripdage take the payment from Potter vaults"
Ripdage nodded at that and said, "Yes Lord Black"
Ripdage and Harry followed albinook to ritual room for healing him. After he saw that Harry went out leaving Him and Black fang back, He said out loud to Blackfang,-
"Black fang. I believe one of Voldemort's horcrux is Helga Hufflepuffs cup and it is inside the lestrange vault."
Blackfang shot to his feet in anger as they were forbidden to be held in Gringotts ,"WHAT?"
Orion then said "I am afraid so my friend."
"We have to inform the bank director and king Ragnorock immediately"
"Let's go my friend"

A soul find itself in front of ROB after it's death. Watch as it bargains for his new life . Please read the tags before reading.
It is rewritten from the previous version Harry Potter:rise of black. 
Plz read the author warnings before proceeding

Harry's life consisted of a series of unlikely events. Faced with basilisks, Dark Lords, and killing curses, the only certainty to be had was that he would never be normal. So while Harry had dared to hope that once Voldemort was defeated, peace would follow, it was inevitable that the opposite turned out to be the case.

The idea of Pureblood Superiority did not die alongside Voldemort. The Death Eaters remained in control of the Ministry and, in the chaos following the Dark Lord's defeat, managed to free those who had been captured during the battle at Hogwarts. They quickly made their power felt, passing dozens of laws supporting purebloods and suppressing Muggle rights. The Death Eater regime met with little resistance from the public; their bigoted beliefs were popular and had gained legitimacy over the previous year. Those who would have protested had already been silenced. Only a handful of witches and wizards joined the Order in fighting back, but those who did were vilified, hunted down and even killed by the Ministry.

Harry, his friends, the DA, and the Order found themselves alone in their fight against an entire society. There was simply no way for them to win; for three years after Voldemort's death they continued their futile struggle, losing too many good people with nothing to show for it. The Death Eaters' control over the Ministry was unshakeable, Hogwarts was a school for the Dark Arts, and there were only a handful of Muggleborns in Britain left alive.

After the capture and execution of eleven Order members, among them Neville Longbottom and George Weasley, the small group of survivors finally admitted to themselves what had been obvious for years - they had lost the war. The remaining Order and DA members, along with their families, decided to leave Britain and restart their lives far away from the memories of death and bloodshed. They scattered across the globe, no more than a handful going to any one place as a precaution against their locations being discovered. Seamus, Dean and Ginny picked Canada; Andromeda took Teddy and moved to Romania with Charlie Weasley (a pairing which raised a few eyebrows); and Arthur and Molly decided to travel to Brazil for a second honeymoon and to recover from losing yet another of their sons. Eventually Harry, Hermione and Ron were the only ones left on British soil.

"Sure you don't want to come with us, mate?" Ron asked again. "Maybe you and Ginny could-"

"No, Ron." Harry shook his head. His relationship with Ginny was over for good and while he would miss Ron and Hermione, he was firm on not going to Australia with them to join the search for Hermione's parents.

"I just don't get why not," Ron said.

"It's not too late to change your mind, you know," Hermione added.

Harry sighed. "I told you. The Death Eaters won't stop hunting me and I don't want my presence putting you two in danger." That wasn't his only reason, but it was the one he thought they'd accept.

"Oh Harry!" Hermione lunged forward and smothered him in a hug. "You never change, do you?"

"Well, I'm taller than when we first met," Harry joked as he hugged her back.

Ron snorted. "Not by much. You're still a midget compared to me."

The three friends grinned at each other. The nature of their friendship may have changed over the years - an inevitable result of fighting a war and Ron and Hermione starting a relationship - but some things stayed the same.

"Take care of yourself, Harry," Hermione said fretfully, no doubt picturing all the trouble Harry could get into if left to his own devices. "Oh dear, maybe we should stay…"

Ron groaned and rolled his eyes. "Here we go again."

"I'll be fine," Harry said. "You should go, Hermione. Find your parents, settle down, marry Ron and have a dozen red-haired children."

"Well if you insist…" Hermione gave him a wobbly smile and dried her eyes. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you, too," Harry said. "Good luck, both of you. Name your first son after me, yeah?"

Ron clapped Harry on the shoulder. "That's a promise, mate."

Moments later Ron and Hermione disapparated, leaving Harry standing alone in the entrance hall of the Order headquarters.

If he were brutally honest with himself, Harry knew there was nothing left for him here in Britain. Yet he couldn't bring himself to leave it all behind. How had it come to this? How had everything gone wrong? How had he fulfilled the Prophecy, but lost the war? He obsessed over every wrong decision and missed opportunity, trying to find answers.

Surely he or Dumbledore or someone could have chosen a different path and prevented such a terrible outcome. Surely there was something he could still do, some way to keep fighting, some strategy he'd overlooked. That was the real reason Harry had decided not to join his friends - for him the war wasn't over yet. He simply couldn't imagine happily living his life somewhere far away, complete with a wife, children and a white picket fence, while Voldemort's followers ruled Britain.

Instead he had decided to stay in Grimmauld Place and to wait for any chance of bringing down the Ministry. His self-imposed isolation was mostly spent practicing spells he found in the Black library and drinking too much – while always hearing Hermione's voice in his head nagging him to put down the firewhisky and sober up. The loneliness and sheer tedium were almost too much to take, but forays into the muggle world kept him sane and gave him a sense of purpose. That was one thing he could still do – save as many Muggleborns as possible.

He kept watch for any rumours of magic and occasionally managed to find young children who had yet to be identified and arrested by Snatchers for the ludicrous crime of 'stealing magic'. Harry visited the families and got them out of the country, either through honest persuasion or the use of compulsion spells. Each life saved renewed his determination to stay.

The news he managed to get from stolen copies of the Daily Prophet suggested that the Ministry had abandoned its search for the so-called criminal Order members. The bounty on Harry's head was cut in half and then halved again, with the Death Eaters seemingly deciding that he was no longer important. Harry even began entertaining the idea that he might manage to survive long enough to see Ron, Hermione and his other friends again one day.

Which was what made the attack, when it came, so very unexpected.

Harry didn't know who killed him. All he heard was a voice crying out "Avada Kedavra" while his back was turned, not giving him enough time to even draw the Elder Wand from his pocket. Nor did he have any idea how his attacker had found him as travelled in the crowded Muggle underground. The truth behind his murder would have to remain yet another unsolved mystery it seemed, as upon opening his eyes he found himself lying flat on his back in the middle of a ghostly Kings Cross Station. He was dead - again.

Harry scrambled to his feet and cautiously looked around. Thick fog swirled through the platform, making it hard to see anything, but after a while he spotted a small figure approaching through the white mist. It wasn't Dumbledore this time, perhaps because Harry - unfairly or otherwise - blamed most of the war's disastrous outcome on his old Headmaster. Instead he found himself faced with an over-excited House-Elf.

"Oh Harry Potter, sir! You has arrived!" Dobby exclaimed loudly, his voice echoing along the empty platform. "Dobby is so glad to be seeing the great and noble Harry Potter once again!"

"Er… hello, Dobby," Harry said, staring down at the small being he hadn't seen in over three years. The elf was just as he remembered him, wearing mismatched socks, a yellow and purple striped scarf around his neck, and a bright red tea-cosy as a hat. Overwhelmed with affection for the odd being, Harry knelt down on the hard tiled floor and hugged him. "Thanks, Dobby," Harry said. "Thank you so much for everything."

"No need to be thanking Dobby, Harry Potter sir!" The elf's ears flapped wildly as he bounced on his toes. "Dobby is proud of having protected sir and his Grangy and Wheezy."

Harry slowly stood back up. "You're a great friend, Dobby."

Death seemed to have calmed the elf somewhat, since Harry's words didn't cause him to burst into tears of happiness. His already manic smile became even wider and his bouncing more energetic, but he otherwise contained himself. "Dobby is not having much time, Harry Potter! Dobby must be giving you a message before you is leaving."

Harry frowned. "I suppose that means I'm still not completely dead then." It was ridiculous - he'd been hit by three killing curses in his short twenty-something years of life and not a one of them had worked. Not that Harry wanted to die, of course, but he didn't like there being yet another reason for him to be considered a freak. If this was the consequence of mastering all three Hallows, Harry wished he had destroyed the things while he'd had the chance.

"Harry Potter's mind is being very much alive," Dobby told him, "but Harry Potter's body is most dead. The bad wizard is chanting nasty spells and burning it."

"Huh." Harry puzzled over Dobby's words. "They seem to have learned something from the last time, then. Does that mean I can't go back? Not that I'd be likely to live long, what with the bounty on my head and everything, but I'd like to spend more time with my friends…"

"Harry Potter cannot go back, but he cannot yet go on," Dobby said. "Harry Potter must go to a new world, where he can die properly!"

Harry was overwhelmed by what he was hearing, but understood enough to be angry at the injustice of it all. "What? Are you honestly telling me I have to be killed all over again! I've already died twice, isn't that enough?"

"Not killed!" Dobby's tennis-ball eyes grew even wider. "Never killed. Dobby is wanting Harry Potter to be safe and happy and wrinkled!"

"Wrinkled? You mean old?"

Dobby nodded enthusiastically. "Very wrinkled!"

"Well, dying of old age doesn't sound like such a bad plan," Harry said slowly, needing time to adjust to the idea. He had long ago been forced to give up such hopes, with his lightning bolt scar meaning he might as well have had a bulls-eye painted on his forehead. "But what's this about a new world? Sounds dodgy."

Dobby looked hesitant all of a sudden.

"Yes?" Harry prompted, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. Considering that Dobby's idea of a good plan involved Harry's near expulsion from Hogwarts and a fifty foot drop after being knocked off a broom, any hint of caution from the elf had to be a very bad sign.

"It is being another world, Harry Potter sir, one without the great Harry Potter in it!"

"Why, what happened to me?" Harry had heard Hermione debate the existence of alternate worlds on occasion, but he'd never believed there could actually be other versions of him running around. It was a disconcerting idea and one Harry wasn't too pleased to find out was true. It meant there could be countless Harrys in innumerable worlds - he wondered if they all suffered from the same bad luck as he did.

"Harry Potter is being killed in a car crash when he is being five years old, Harry Potter sir," Dobby informed him, a sad look on his pointy face. Then he brightened up considerably. "But no Harry Potter means that Harry Potter sir can join world and live there instead!"

Apparently the Potter luck really was inescapable. Harry found it tragically ironic that his counterpart had died from what he'd grown up thinking had killed his parents. "So I'm supposed to take the place of a young me?" Harry asked after working out who all the Harry Potters mentioned were.

"Oh no, only if sir is wishing it," Dobby said. "Time is moving slower there, so Harry Potter sir is being ten years old when he arrives – as old as Harry Potter is being if he had lived - and can become anybody he wishes. No one is suspecting sir, since other Harry Potter is dying many years before."

"So I'll be starting Hogwarts and everything, but I don't actually have to tell people I'm Harry Potter," Harry checked. Dobby nodded eagerly, clasping his bony hands together in delight. "Back to the year nineteen ninety one, a proper fresh start…" Harry couldn't help but be tempted by the prospect. "No more Boy-Who-Lived or Undesirable Number One…"

"Then Harry Potter is accepting?"

Harry frowned and held up a hand to stop Dobby saying anything more. "Hang on a moment. If I can accept, doesn't that mean I can decline?"

"If Harry Potter is saying no then he is staying as a ghost forever and ever and ever!" Dobby looked distraught at the very idea. "Harry Potter sir is never going Onwards, never going on his next great adventure!"

"Oh," Harry said. The thought of never joining all those who had died – his friends, family, Sirius – was a most unwelcome one. No matter how unsure he felt over travelling to a strange and unfamiliar world, he knew it had to be the better choice. "There has to be some catch, though. I mean, what's wrong with the world I'll be sent to? I'm sure there's something."

"It is being similar to sir's old world. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is still lurking and Professor Trelawney is still telling future, but Harry Potter will also be seeing many differences. Dobby is not allowed to tell, Dobby must be keeping secrets. Dobby is sorry!"

"That's all right," Harry said hurriedly, seeing that the elf was on the verge of busting into tears. He might not know exactly what mess he'd just got himself into, but he'd figure things out as he always did. "At least I know for sure it's not all going to be sunshine and roses. It'll give me a chance to prepare."

"So Harry Potter sir is saying yes?" Dobby nervously fiddled with the ends of his multi-coloured scarf. "Harry Potter must hurry, almost being no time left to decide."

"Well… all right, I suppose I'll accept," Harry said after a long pause. He'd wanted a chance to win the war and a new world would give him that – there was nothing left for him here. "So long as you promise me that the next time I die, I'll stay dead."

The elf nodded solemnly. "Dobby is promising."

"Well then, I suppose this is good bye for now." Harry smiled down at his small friend. "Take care of yourself, Dobby."

"Good bye, Harry Potter," Dobby said, and snapped his fingers. With a loud crack that echoed down the empty platform, Harry disappeared. His last thought was that Dumbledore had been right about one thing - death really was the next great adventure.

not my novel I uploaded it here so I can listen to it on the audiobook feature all credit goes to the original author

Chapter Fifteen At Least Something Good Came Out Of It

Harry made it down to the Black Lake for lunch to find Hermione waiting for him. He had stopped by the kitchen to get Dobby to pack a lunch for two and ended up with enough food for five.

"Harry!" Hermione practically shouted. "Did you put your name into the goblet?" she asked.
Harry shoulders began to sag and he said in a dejected voice. "I thought you knew me better than that Hermione."

I didn't think you would, but I had to ask." she said back sheepishly.

"So, do you believe I entered myself?" Harry asked, in a neutral tone.

"No Harry. I don't believe you entered yourself." She said with conviction.

"Ron does." replied Harry.

"Ron's just jealous. He'll get over it. He doesn't truly believe you would do it. He knows you better than that." Said Hermione.

"Whatever." Replied Harry, waiving off the comment about Ron.

"What are you going to do now?" asked Hermione. "Can Dumbledore get you out of the tournament? It's not fair that you have to compete with the older students."

"Yeah I talked to Dumbledore and he told me that I was obliged to compete or risk losing my magic." Said Harry.

"That's terrible." Responded Hermione. "That is so unfair."

"When has my life been fair?" Harry asked sarcastically.

At this Hermione gave him one of her bone crushing hugs, she pulled back and said. "We'll get through this Harry. You have my support, the first things we have to do is go to library and find out all we can about previous tournaments. Then we have to learn new spells, you have so much to catch up on with the other champions having three more years' experience than you. I'll start writing a schedule and we will start working on it right away."

"Hermione breathe." Said Harry. "I'm glad you believe me and I appreciate your help, but you have to calm yourself down. I am going to study and practice new spells but I going to do it on my own schedule. If you want to help me out that would be greatly appreciated, but this is my life on the line so I'm going to be doing things my way.

"But Harry, you need to take this seriously. I've heard that people have died in the tournament before." Said a flustered Hermione.

"I know Hermione, and that is probably why the bastard entered me into it, so I will get killed. I'm fully aware of what I have to do and I will do anything I need you to get through this in one piece." Said Harry

"Language Harry." Hermione automatically replied.

"Hermione, you're like a sister to me but you're not my mother. If you're going to be around me, and I hope you will be, you're going to be hearing much stronger language than bastard." Said Harry.

"Harry there's no reason to be impolite." Said Hermione.

"There's no reason to be polite either." said Harry.

"You'll lose points if teachers hear you speak like that." she said back.

"After my last discussion with Dumbledore I don't care what the teacher say." Replied Harry.

"What do you mean Harry? What did Dumbledore say to you?" asked Hermione.

"He gave me detention for what I did to Malfoy yesterday morning and I asked him what punishment Malfoy would get and he said that since he didn't make a threat it or draw his wand, there was nothing he could do." Said Harry.

"Well you did fire at Malfoy first." Said Hermione.

"And I will serve a detention because of that, but with Draco spouting off like that with no consequences proves that I will get no support from any of the teachers." Said Harry.

"That's not true Harry." she said.

"In all of your experience at Hogwarts, what makes you believe that?" he replied, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. Hermione had to think about that and had nothing to say, so Harry asked. "What do the Gryffindor girls say? Does anybody believe that I didn't enter my name into the goblet?"

"Nobody has said anything either way or I haven't pushed so I'm not sure. I don't think they believe you did it." Hermone replied.

"Let me know if you hear anything?" asked Harry.

"OK." replied Hermione.

They continued talking and eating the food that Dobby provided until it was time to go to their next class. Harry was glad that Hermione believed him and was willing to help them out. Hopefully his talk would curb some of her more bossy attributes. Time will tell.

Harry had dinner in the Great Hall that night. The responses were similar to breakfast the other day, if not a little more concerned about a violent reaction. He sat with Hermione and Neville, Ron was further down the table avoiding him. The twins sat down on the other side of the table from him and started with their twin speak.

"It's little Harrikin's…"

"…Youngest seeker of a century…"

"…Slayer of monsters…"

"…Savior of little girls…"

"…Scourge of Dementors…"

"…The Fourth champion…"

"…Doing Gryffindor proud." Finished the twins together.

"Don't forget shortest champion." Teased Hermione.

"Hey!" exclaimed Harry at this last one.

"So what's between you and little Ronnie? He keeps saying you're a liar and a cheat." Said who Harry thought was Fred.

"He doesn't believe that I didn't put my name into goblet and that I don't want to be in this damn tournament." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Hermione flinch at his language, but was able to keep her mouth shut. Harry was proud of her. "Do you guys think I entered?"

Twin one replied. "Nah, we believe you Harry. If you say you didn't do it than we don't think you did it."

"Besides if we couldn't get in…"

"There was no way for you to get in."

"Thanks guys, I appreciate that, I think." Harry said.

"No problem Harrikins. Now that you're in the tournament do you think you're going to win?" said twin two.

"I just want to survive." answered Harry.

"I'm sure you can win." Said Neville.

"Thanks Nev." Replied Harry.

The rest of dinner was a quiet affair for Harry. Nobody really talked to him, and that was fine by him. The rest of the house tables kept sending angry glares towards him and most looked like they wanted to hex him, but did nothing. It looked like it was going to be another terribly year.

The next morning Harry received an owl from Barkaxe. There was a note and a silver ring in the envelope. The note said 'Need to see you about the tournament at 10 am today. Activation phrase is 'time is money'.' Harry figured he would spend the day normally then turn back time and leave from the Chamber of Secrets.

It was an extremely long day, it seemed like time moved slower than normal. Harry regretted not going to the goblins first then turning back time and repeating the day at Hogwarts. Finally the day ended and he made his way down to the chamber and used the Time Turner. Saying "time is money" he disappeared from Hogwarts and appeared in the familiar Portkey arrival room at Gringotts. He was led to Barkaxes office, who was waiting for him.

"Welcome Mr. Potter." Said Barkaxe when Harry entered his office. "Have a seat."

"I hope you have some good news for me?" asked Harry.

"Yes and no Mr. Potter," Said Barkaxe. "The bad news first. You are indeed required to compete in the Tri Wizard Tournament."

Harry interrupted him, "That was the one thing I don't want to happen."

"Understandable Mr. Potter. But there is some good that has happened because of your inclusion in the tournament." Said Barkaxe.

"What good could there be with me having to be in the tournament?" asked depressed Harry.

"Because of the wording of the contract, you are now considered an of age wizard." Said Barkaxe.

"What! What does that mean?" spluttered Harry.

"You now are Lord Potter, Head of the Potter family, and have access to all your vaults and are no longer affected by the restriction on underage sorcery. You also have a seat on the Wizengamot available to you now. You can sit yourself or choose a proxy to sit and vote for you while you are at school." Replied Barkaxe.

"Does this mean that Dumbledore is no longer my magical guardian? And who is the proxy for the Potter seat now?" asked Harry. "Wait, It's Dumbledore isn't it?"

"Yes, to both questions." Said Barkaxe.

"Does he know about my emancipation?" asked Harry.

"We found no reason to inform him of this, but if he has read the tournament rules closely he would be able to figure it out." Said Barkaxe.

'I wonder if Dumbledore will tell me about this? Probably not.' Harry thought. Out loud he said. "So he no longer has access to my vaults?"

Barkaxe answered. "Not anymore. We will deactivate any keys he might have in his possession. There is also another possible benefit to you in the contract, Mr. Potter."

"What is it?" asked Harry.

The way the contract is worded limits the tournament to one champion per school, but doesn't limit the number of schools that can participate." Said Barkaxe.

"What does that mean for me?" responded Harry.

Barkaxe said, "This means Mr. Potter, is that you as the fourth champion are no longer a student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"I have to leave Hogwarts?" said a shocked Harry.

"No, Mr. Potter." Said Barkaxe. "The contract is worded so that any participating school, of which you are now considered from, can request living quarters, have unrestricted access to the library, and can attend any class of their choosing. You are also not limited to the school grounds."

Harry was shocked silent at this. Finally he asked. "How does this affect me? Do I have to do anything for my own school?"

"You can choose who you want to represent you on the judges panel. Other than that there is nothing for you to do but participate in any tournament events" Replied Barkaxe.

Harry sat silently deep in thought. 'Since I'm not a part of Hogwarts any more I don't have to follow the school rules or listen to any of the teachers. I'll be back next year so I better not burn too many bridges. No matter what Snape can suck it. Too bad Sirius is still a wanted man, he would've made an excellent headmaster. The biggest prank of his life, he would love it. Maybe I can get Remus to be the Headmaster of my school. That would sure piss off Snape. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Dumbledore has no power over me anymore!'

Barkaxe interrupted Harry's train of thought. "There is still some paperwork you have to complete before you are officially Head of House. Sign here, and here…" Harry signed several pieces of parchment that Barkaxe put in front of him. "The Potter family ring is in the Potter family vault. It is up to you if you want to collect it. It is not required to wear it, but it would make it easier to convince people that you are indeed emancipated. Would you like to visit the Potter family vault now Mr. Potter?"

"Yes I would." Replied Harry. "Barkaxe, you said when I first visited you that I have several properties?"

"That is correct Mr. Potter. I will compile a list and have it available to you when you get back from visiting your vault." Said Barkaxe.

It was a long and twisty trip down to the Potter Family vault, #33. Harry handed his key to the goblin who opened the vault and stood aside. The goblin said. "I will leave you now Mr. Potter. When you are done, activate this rune," He pointed to a rune carved in the wall just outside the vault door. "and a goblin will be by shortly to collect you. Do you need anything else before I go?"

"No thank you, I will be fine." Harry said. The goblin turned around and left on the cart, leaving Harry alone. Stepping into the Potter family vault was a wonder to Harry. Harry could barely see the back of the vault from the vault door. There was a huge pile of gold coins directly I front of the entrance, and a pile of trunks that Harry learned had an expansion charm on the inside, that were filled with Galleons. There were barrels filled with raw and cut gems and precious stones. There was also many glass display cases filled with all types of jewelry. Suits of armor, clothes, weapons, furniture and books filled most of the empty space of the vault.

The biggest treasure for Harry was all the pictures and portraits he found in the vault. Here were many pictures of his mother and father. He found quite a few of a couple that he learned were his grandfather and grandmother. There were pictures and portraits of Potters going back generations. Harry knew that the portraits needed to be tied into the ward scheme of a residence for them to 'come alive' or have a special rune set carved on the frame that draws ambient magical energy into it to power the magic of the portrait, so he had to wait until he got to one of his properties or carved the rune set himself before he could speak to them. His parents had no portraits but his grandparent did, he was a little disappointed at not being able to speak with even a shadow of his parents.

Harry spent the next couple of hours searching the vault. He expanded his trunk and put several things from the vault into it. Several portraits, His grandparents included, plus many of the pictures went into the trunk. Several books, weapons, clothes and a few gems and pieces of jewelry joined the growing pile of stuff he was going to take with him. He also grabbed the Potter Lord ring but couldn't make up his mind if he was going to wear it yet.

Harry didn't want to leave but realized that he would be able to return at any time. Stepping out of vault he pushed magic into the rune. The vault door closed and fifteen minutes later a cart arrived with a different goblin. Ten minutes later he was back in Barkaxes office.

"I have prepared the list of your properties Mr. Potter. I have split the list into two piles for you. The first list is your residential properties. They are listed by your own personal properties and current rented properties. The second list is property that are being used by business in both the Magical and Muggle world." Barkaxe said while handing Harry two pieces of parchment. "I also put together a list of stocks you own in both the Magical and Muggle world." Barkaxe said while handing Harry a third and fourth piece of parchment.

All three lists were surprisingly long. It turned out that he owned a house near Hyde Park in London, and a property on the Lancashire coast near Blackpool, another property in France inMontpelliernearPalavas-les-Flots, and a property in Italy near Praiano. It seemed that the Potters liked beach front properties. There was also a property in Hogsmeade and a flat in Diagon Alley. These were only Potter personal properties, It turned out that there was no property listed in Godrics Hollow. Harry was a little curious about this.

The rental properties were another matter. Harry recognized a few names of students at Hogwarts, but most of the other names he had no clue about. The list had over fifty properties listed. The list of business properties was even longer. There were quite a few in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade. Harry decided to examine the stock list later.

"How do I get to the properties in this list?" Harry asked, showing Barkaxe the Potter Property list. "And is there a way to have them fixed up and warded if they need it?"

"There might be Portkeys in your vault or we can provide a one time or permanent Portkeys to any of your properties, for a fee. We of course can fix any damage and ward any of your properties, for a fee. I would recommend acquiring a House Elf. They can travel to any property you own and can do most basic repairs and upkeep. Have it check out your properties and report back to you what needs to be done. Now that you are emancipated you can bond a House Elf."

'I wonder if Dobby will work for me? Of course he would. Maybe Winky will also work for me? I wonder what's involved with bonding a house elf?' Harry thought. "What do you recommend I do about the rental properties?" he asked Barkaxe.

Barkaxe responded. "I would have an assessment of current market value done for all your properties, personal, rental, and business, and adjust the rent to current rates. This is part of my normal duties so there will be no extra fee."

"Yes, do the assessment, but hold off on raising the rates until I have a chance to go over the information please Barkaxe." Said Harry.

"It will take a few days to complete Mr. Potter." Replied Barkaxe.

"No hurry. Is there anything else?" asked Harry.

"We have sold about ten percent of the Basilisk so far. 431,333 galleons 5 sickles, and 11 knuts have been deposited in your Sam Underhill vault." Said Barkaxe. "The cloaks and purse will still be a few weeks before they are ready because we have to cure the Basilisk skin before it can be used,"

'I'm never going to be able to spend all that money! Damn! Now that I'm an emancipated minor should I get rid of the Sam identity? No I can still use it to do things I don't want the Potter name involved with. Rons not getting a claok or a mirror anymore. Maybe… yeah, I'll give Rons cloak to Remus and still have an extra.' Harry thought. "That's fine. I was going to give them as Christmas gifts, so if they are ready by then it will be fine." He said. "Anything else?"

"We believe we are getting closer to utilizing the Horcrux to find the others. Our experts believe it will be accomplished in a few weeks." Said Barkaxe.

This brought Harrys excitement down a peg or two. "That's good. I should go. Will the Portkey take me back to the same place I left from?"

"Of course Mr. Potter. Have a good day, and congratulations on becoming a Lord." Barkaxe said, and then he called a goblin to escort Harry to the Portkey room.

He had a very important question to ask Dobby when he got back to Hogwarts, and a lot to tell Sirius. He had to look up what being a Lord meant in the wizarding world, is it different in the Muggle world? Is he a Lord in the Muggle world too? He had to train and get ready for the first task. He also had to figure out how he is going to handle Dumbledore and the teachers of Hogwarts. Look out Snape, Harry Potter is free

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What the heck is Harry Potter doing here?

" Ah, Hello Ernie, Susan and Ronald." Hannah greeted us smiling. while that is happening, I noticed how Harry Potter slightly raised his eyebrow. "Ronald?" He questioned. Curiosity could be heard through his voice.

" So... What are you doing here? " I decided to ask.

" I only happened to pass by..." He said, looking at us with his emerald green eyes. Ernie slowly approached Harry and grinned. " Can I ask a question? "

" Sure."

" Anyway, I am Ernie McMillan. " Harry Nodded. ".. There was a Rumor that since you were a Slytherin... Are you gonna become the wanna be Next Dark Lord?... You know since because... " Harry Potter face complexion darkened. Everyone stared at Ernie. " Why are you looking at me like that?  "

I sighed and turned to look at Harry. " umm.. Since you said earlier that you happened to be passing by... You can go now. " At this, Susan and the others stared at me. As if their eyes were saying 'this is Harry Potter! Why are you being so rude?!' look. Well this is uncomfortable and I have no plan on getting close to Harry Potter. This is Harry Potter that I am currently talking right now. The Supposed friend of Ronald Weasley but I have no plan of being dragged into his troubles. "... Don't mind what Ernie have said." I awkwardly added.

Harry nodded and his lips quirked up into a smile. " Then, please excuse me. I wouldn't bother you with your..." He trailed off, green eyes glinting in amusement. ".. Picnic. " He started to leave, Black robes fluttering until his silhouette vanish into the distance. 

That was really strange. I thought that Harry Potter was a loner from what I observe from the table. How come he look so mysterious but a decent conversationalist? and did he just pull off a Snape? (with his robes fluttering? ) After a few moments, the hufflepuff first years have pulled themselves. Hannah and Justin preparing the basket and the cloth. After the strange and awkward meeting of Harry Potter, our picnic went normally.

..........

No matter how many times I look, I would never get used at looking the Hogwarts Hall. Not just the Hall, but everything that has to do with Hogwarts and Harry Potter. It was also strange from the things that I was supposed to know.

Weeks pass and the Night of October 31 finally came. Hallow's Eve, as the Wizarding World has called it. Students were chatting, lively and bustling. Hogwarts halls were decorated with Floating Pumpkin lanterns and other Halloween decorations. Their Candies, Blood Pops and other dubious types of sweets are also in the season. It was everyone's favorite sweets for today and probably tomorrow.

On the Hufflepuff table, Justin were describing his previous Halloween muggle days to Ernie, Susan and Hannah. I always wonder how did he manage to fit well in this environment since he was a muggle born. He was lucky that Ernie is different from other Purebloods. Hannah's family on the other hand was in the former sacred 28 list and she was a Half blood. Susan's Aunt was Amelia Bones who was the Head of DMLE. Justin was very lucky that he have friends like them. I think, I am also lucky that i have them. 

In the Ravenclaws, The Students were eating while some are talking about interesting facts and theories about the Halloween. Neville and Hermione are beside each other eating and occasionally talking to one of the Patil twins and Lavender Brown. Other than each other, looks like they have other friends that they can talk to.

On the Slytherin– One of the Door of the Hogwarts Hall has suddenly opened with a Bang. There stood, Professor Quirrel that look so 'Horrified' and in the state of 'Panic'. All of the Students and Professors have turned to look at him. 

" TR- TROLL!! Th- There's T-tr- TROLL in the DUNGEONS! " After saying those words Professor Quirrel 'fainted'. The Students broke out of Commotion and Professor Dumbledore quickly gathered everyone's attention. He ordered the Hufflepuff, Ravenclaws and Gryffindor Prefects to guide the Students in returning to the Common Rooms and Dorms. The Slytherin were an exception since their common room is located in the Dungeons. 

" Severus, Minerva, could you kindly roamed the Halls? Make sure that everyone is here and put out the Troll." Professor Dumbledore ordered Hagrid to Bring Professor Quirrel to the Clinic with Madam Poppy Pomfrey following him. As I look at the Slytherin Table, I notice that one Harry Potter is missing. Of course this detail didn't escape from the eyes of Professors and the Head of Slytherin House. 

" Severus, Minerva, can you also please find Mr. Potter? "

As the Prefects started ushering us to our own common rooms, I saw Professor Snape made a displeased face at the mention of Harry Potter. Looks like being in the Slytherin, hasn't endeared Harry to the Professor. Professor Snape still hated and dislike him. 

" Come on, Weasley don't just stand there and follow your friends." The Hufflepuff Prefect told me. I nodded and walk towards Ernie and the Others. 

" Ronald, I didn't manage to look for you earlier. Anyway, do you think that the Professor's will defeat the Troll? " Ernie asked. 
" well... We would learn the unfolding events right now, tomorrow." 

Harry would still defeat the Troll even without Ron who was his friend and Hermione that he need to save in the Girl's Bathroom. 

...........

" It's Horrible!! The troll's head is decapitated! It was said that there are several lacerations, cuts and burns from it's corpse. The Older students have said that it looks so disgusting!! " Hannah said in between her breaths. 

" Could we not Talk about it in the Morning? " Justin asked and Hannah apologized. I sighed and sent Justin a thankful glance. I wouldn't have Appétite to eat if Hannah keep describing the gruesome description of the Troll's tragic ending. On the night of Hallow's eve, Professor Minerva and Professor Snape didn't manage to find the trace of the Troll in the Dungeons or Halls. But before the lessons have started, the older students has suddenly found the troll's corpse in the 2nd floor corridors. 

Everyone was wondering what happened and Student's started thinking of different conspiracy ideas and theories. Through some student's were wondering why are the Slytherin table was throwing Harry Potter suspicious glances. Within the vicinity of his seat, there were vacant chairs. They were avoiding him other than Draco who was currently in his 'Fanboy' and 'Chatterbox' Mode. Their 'Culprit' on the other hand was calmly eating his breakfast. 

While I am currently looking at the Slytherin table, it also happened that Harry was looking at the Hufflepuff table. It was maybe some coincidence that he was specifically looking at my direction, and happened to move his lips silently mouthing his words and smiled, before returning on eating his breakfast. 

It was just a coincidence... and I also didn't understand what he said. I don't have lip reading skills. 

{ System can I ask what did Harry Potter said? } 

[ Since it was amusing, I would gladly do you a favor. ]

{Thanks.}   

 I was thankful that the system is still cooperative and willing to listen to me in some ways.

[ Here is the silent words that Harry Potter said..] 

I smiled when I heard the familiar sound of the System. 

[ It's not your turn yet. Wait Until the Six Year.] 

I think that the System got the wrong translation. 

[ Are you satisfied with the translation.] 

{System, you are clearly toying with me!!} 

[Pathetic.] 

There's no way that those ominous words is what Harry Potter have said. Those words was also directed to someone and it can't be me. I can't also understand it.

This is a journey of an unfortunate high schooler who was dragged into a Ridiculous Situation by the System.

[Take it or Die.]

His life was at stake he have no choice but put up with the System. It sounded simple as first, do some task and act his Role as a character wholeheartedly but what the heck?!

He doesn't want to live in a Fanfiction!!


Warnings: Cliche things about the Fanfiction Fandoms

Note: English isn't my first language. Please expect that there would be wrong grammar, sentences and typos.

Slow pace story and the flow of story depends on my mood and inspiration. 

I'm just a newbie writer and this is the very first fanfiction that I've written here in web novel. I'm sorry if the Story is shitty and other things like that. If you're looking for a decent story, this isn't the Fanfiction for you. 

Suggestions on how to write a good fanfiction is welcome. I may ended up in the hospital if comments on how I suck on writing fanfiction continues. Well, it was painful for my heart to read but I will bear with writing and try to update everyday. 


Story clues:

Act 1: Harry Potter- 'Surviving' as Ron Weasley

Act 2: Naruto- I'm just an Oblivious Civilian.. I'm not seeing Naruto, Sakura and Sasuke so close together and so OP!

Act 3: High School Dxd- I don't care what happened... The hell why is there two Protagonist fighting for the Harem?! 

Act 4: Fairy Tail- Sorry I've never heard of you.. 
Act 5: Assassination Classroom + (spoiler crossover) - I thought that everything would happen like it was supposed to be but the system pulled a Mafia! 

Act 6: Swort Art- There was a Random NPC.. 

Act 7: Fate....

Severus Snape first impression of Harry Potter is that he look like a carbon copy of his father, Severus very own archenemy, the late James Potter. On second look, Potter have her mother green eyes, which reminded Severus of his first love, Lily Evans. But, the way Potter held himself did not resemble either of his birth parents. Potter did not look arrogant like his father, nor he is curious like his mother. 

Harry Potter might be a Hufflepuff, but he felt cold and distant. It's like he is living in his own world, at his own pace, and that other's is insignificant. That is if he's alone.

Currently, Harry Potter will always be seen indulge his little friend, the brunette with gray eyes, Iris Swan. It's no secret to the Hufflepuff first year that both have a close sibling like relationship. So close they could almost passed as real sibling, with a little differrent physical features.

Albus have managed to corner him to look at the background of the long lost Swan family, where Iris came from. Surprisingly, it look clean. Albeit a bit short. Not follower of the Dark Lord, no dark upbringing.

Iris Swan is the only known descendant of the Swan family line. Her parents are unknown. She live in America with her old buttler / nanny before came to Hogwarts. Her acceptance letter is apparently an old letter from the previous Headmaster, who's already deceased, granting the Heir of the Swan family a place in Hogwarts. 

How Swan get to know Potter is unclear. 

Potter is supposed to lived with his aunt Petunia Dursley in muggle Surrey, but he's not there. Petunia said she never met baby Harry. Severus who is accompanied Albus Dumbledore to come give the boy his Hogwarts letter watch silently as Albus face turned pale.

They get back at Hogwarts to try tracking the boy, when a brown owl came bearing his acceptance letter. And that he won't be available till almost the start of the school because he's not in England.

Come to think of it, maybe both of them got to know each other in America 🤔.

Severus Snape put his gaze back at Potter who looking back at him with a twitch in his mouth, like he's trying hard not to laugh.

"..Sir? Professor Snape?" 

Severus move his gaze to the source of the voice. The Ravenclaw first year cowered in her seat under the gaze. "Try not to speak too much and focus on your work." He said.

The bell ring. Almost everyone breath sign of relief. "Class is dismissed." Severus wave his hand, the black board in front of the class clean itself. Their bubbling cauldron get clean too. A couple unfortunate students who didn't  get to bottled their potion slumped to the floor.

Iris put her little cough potion bottle on the Professor desk. Harry following behind her. Severus narrowed his eyes at Harry but keep mum.  The other first year follow them, in hurry to get out of the class.

Iris looking back at the potion classroom, "He's funny." she said to Harry.

"He's thinking about us." Harry laughed, he can see what Snape is thinking about clearly on his face. 

Iris snorted, walk slower, then in a hushed voice asked, "You think to get him involve?"

"Can't decide now." answer Harry. "We'll see after this one." 

Snape's loyalty to Harry is due to his life debt to James Potter, but his real loyalty to the dark or light side is a bit blurry. Snape will always try to save his own ass first, at last that's what Harry used to think. Now, he have to tread carefully.

Dark side. Light side. What different did this made when they all have magic in their hands. Harry sighed. For now what he's going to do next will defenitely label him as Dark Wizard. Oh, well, whatever. He's always the Hero of the Light before. This time he will take gamble and goes with what Iris told him. To make a better Magical World. To stop this never ending circle of life.

"What you guys doing?" Justin bellowed them up-front, "We'll be late, come quick."

Iris and Harry fastened their step. Their next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts.

***

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.

after fifth year.Harry sees through Dumbledore and starts his war on both the Light and the Dark forces.
By: Priya Ashok
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to the wonderful JKR!

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