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Harry Potter: The Spy

A man wakes up to find himself inside the world of Harry Potter experiencing it as in a video game. Forced to fight to survive, in order to escape the plans set since his birth, he sets upon a path of self-discovery, whether to save this world or destroy it. Self Insert.

DesMark · Bücher und Literatur
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26 Chs

Black Cottage!

The floo ride that looked cool on T.V was a little different in reality, there were three main steps to the floo traveling. One, the fire turns green in color giving you a cool-ass feeling of walking into the fire. Two, you stumble, lose your footing as the ground vanishes from beneath your feet, and you are flung through a series of images all the while you are rotating. And three, well let's keep it simple and say boy-meets-floor.

So soon Rigel was sprawled across the white marble floor, he looked around only to find Sirius looking innocently in his direction. So Rigel, having the mature personality of a gamer, flipped Sirius off causing the older man to burst into laughter while Rigel grumbled and stood up. Rigel was expecting a dark green decor with various house elf's heads spiked to the walls, instead, the room looked like a normal muggle living room, there was a T.V for god's sake along with an impressive collection of vintage movies lining the adjacent wall.

'Is that Titanic? Did the developing company get permission from all these movies to get copies of these in-game, cause surely that real-looking VCR works?'

"Did you like the Titanic? and the T.V thingy? Lily taught us about this stuff last year and I got to tell you muggles are impressive, that they managed to make..." Rigel tuned Sirius out as he switched on the T.V, and immediately he saw a very familiar-looking Teddy bear before Rowan Atkinson walked into the screen with his face all scrunched up. Sirius started laughing as soon as he saw Mr. Bean, "I love this guy, have you watched this other..."

'Wait do these people exist... wait there was no Facebook in 1991, what would happen if I gave an engineer an idea to create Facebook? Will the A.I. be able to simulate that too?'

As thoughts raced through my head, I looked at the T.V in front of me... 'What the fuck are you doing Mark, you have magic at your fingertips and you are thinking about changing the past of the corporate world...'

"Let's go, I'll show you to your room..." Sirius said, he looked a little nervous once again, Rigel followed the man upstairs where the first room after the landing was open, the room was painted blue, it had ample space and a big double bed with a table and chair set opposite to the window. There was also a rack of music CDs and a music player connected to the speakers.

"I know this isn't much but I was hoping you would feel comfortable and add more to the place, there are some clothes that I had Harry model for a few hours yesterday," his eyes once again twinkling as he smirked thinking back on the look of utter boredom on Harry's face, as Sirius started talking he got a little more comfortable, to be honest when he first heard about Rigel, he was equally excited and terrified, out of the four of them the least likely to be a Dad was him and now his brother's son, a part of his once broken family was coming to live with him.

So Sirius was excited, he wanted the kid to feel at home like he did at the Potter's, he wanted to make sure that the kid got a chance that his Father never did. So while he was rambling he opened the drawers and let the kid absorb everything. Still, he didn't like the fact that Rigel was soo quiet, maybe a couple of pranks would loosen him up, and maybe let's get him to meet Harry, maybe they'll be friends.

'Okay maybe not, those two look like two peas in a pot? pod? what the hell did Lily say... anyway, maybe we should go to the park... no-no, Rigel said he was a little tired right, let's let him rest for the day and we will figure something out in the evening...'

"Why don't you go ahead and take a nap, test that baby out, I'll introduce you to Harry in the evening, then you boys could go and do what you guys do...okay?" Sirius asked and Rigel nodded.

After Sirius left Rigel closed the door and threw himself on the bed, his mind categorizing what he already knew and what he could deduce till now.

'So this world is massively AU, but it is a divergence from canon, so there should be a way to explain everything. Now Harry Potter isn't the BWL which means it should be Neville considering that the potter family is alive so this isn't a WBWL timeline, now that means that Neville should be living with the Potters because they were Neville's Godparents...'

'Sirius seems like his normal, bachelor-leecher type, but maybe a little bit more mature, I don't have a read on the Potters yet, but considering the closeness of Sirius and James, that is inevitable so my main problem would arise on which Dumbeldore version did the A.I. simulate...'

'Anyway, my primary focus should be magic, maybe I should ask Sirius for that trip to DiagonAlley, the faster I get the wand the better my chances are... especially with that ominous don't die message at the end...'

Rigel had already selected a basic plan of action, on the other side of the country through a nefarious scheme that was already brewing.

The Malfoy's were rich, that's what the living room seemed to say, aside from the obvious and expensive dark artifacts on display the whole setting of the room encased the seat of power at the center room in shadows and mystery.

"I am telling you Lucious, I haven't met the boy yet, Sirius is playing this one close to heart, but don't worry I'll look into him, he's just an 11-year-old orphan with no clue what's good for him, I'm sure Sirius would be happy that his oldest friend is helping him guide through a foreign world." Peter Pettigrew was dressed in style, with the latest designer robes covering his body and the various ornaments decorating his stubby fingers, unlike the rest of his friends the rat had to use jewelry to hide his apparent ugliness, but still, the malicious grin on his face at the moment laid bare his wretched heart...