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

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Fanfic on the Harry Potter with greatly changed cannon and world.

The release rate is random!!!

Fang Qi glanced at the task list on the System Interface. He had completed the second task of establishing dominance and obtained the rewards.
Mr. Fang dreaded turning the Fortune Prize Wheel since he still remembered that he almost got a bag of potato chips when he turned it the last time.
However, Fang Qi glanced at the items listed on the wheel and saw the high-level items included Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children, Orochi's Blood, Random Bloodline Elixir, and a Godly Weapon Fragment. These items would stay on the wheel. Mr. Fang had turned the wheel several times and saw these items many times as well.
As for the low-end items such as potato chips, they would usually only stay on the wheel once. They would be replaced randomly by other things even if they were not drawn.
This time, the spot for the potato chip was replaced by Cappuccino, and the Dove chocolate was also switched off.
Mr. Fang had no choice but to lower his head and turn the Fortune Prize Wheel.
The needle on the wheel swiftly turned and then gradually slowed down until it came to the zone of the high-end items.
Godly weapon fragment…
Passed.
Orochi's Blood…
Mr. Fang's face turned dark when the needle passed it too.
The needle moved even slower, and the next item was Cappuccino.
"F*ck!"
Snap! The needle moved a bit further in the end and stopped at a strange machine.
 [Beep! Host, congratulations on getting a 'Norton's Disassembler'. This machine offers services with fees.]
[TL Note: The Chinese version of Dungeon Fighter Online seems to be a little different compared to the North American version. Therefore, we translated the terminologies to the best of our abilities.]
"Ahh!?" Mr. Fang froze for a few seconds as he glanced at the strange machine that looked like a cupboard. "Norton's Disassembler?"
He felt puzzled, and his vision almost darkened. Wait, I don't even have the game yet! The disassembler' is in place already?
In Dungeon Fighter Online, it was well known that alchemy reached an ultimate high level. In this game, players could even disassemble equipment and crystals; that went to show how advanced this technology was.
Through alchemy, most of the items in the game could be disassembled and made into various colored crystals with different elements or colorless small crystals. Using these crystals of different categories, players could create new equipment.
The colorless small crystals could be understood as mediums or sorcerers' magic crystals.
These crystals had steady and dense structures, which made them extremely important products of alchemy. While ignoring other features, they could act as medium or buffers which were a necessity for using many skills in the game.
Fang Qin didn't know if the skills recreated by the System were like those in the original game. In the original game, once the players that focused on close-range combat went over level 30, they all required colorless small crystals as a medium to use the more powerful skills.
However, in terms of mages, the mage players must cast spells through the mediums, which was the common feature of most systems of mages and sorcerers.
"…" Mr. Fang at a loss for words, wondered why he was given this item before the game was released; it only made sense if this item came after.
He had to accept it anyway since it was his prize…
The only good news was that Fang Qi would get the majority of the income earned from this machine including activation fees and service fees. After all, it was his prize.
In other words, this item would bring him more income later on, but he had to put it away for now.
Another task had stayed on Mr. Fang's System Interface for a long time.
It was the task to unlock the new online game, Dungeon Fighter Online. The number of the sci-fic games and movies including Resident Evil the movie, Resident Evil the game, Grand Thief Auto 5, The Matrix, and StarCraft had reached 5; the earlier ones had far surpassed 1,000 activations.
With more players entering the two old shops, GTA 5, the game with the highest degree of freedom in the sci-fi genre, had more than 6,000 activations.
Despite this game not being that helpful towards improving strength, it was casual, relaxing, and open. The players could get familiar with the functions of modern objects, and the artifact masters, cultivators, and warriors could also learn basic knowledge about the machines in this game.
It was why many cultivators tried this game even though its style was not to their tastes.
For example, Tang Yu had dismantled the marines' guns while he played StarCraft and spent some time on trying to mimic them but couldn't find a way. However, Li Haoran could make a breakthrough in this research with his advantage in the basic knowledge that he learned from Grand Thief Auto 5.
The newly-released StarCraft had a sharp increase in sales lately. As for 'The Matrix', its activation number had reached the target set by the task before the release of StarCraft.
The goal of promoting sci-fi world views was temporarily completed.
As for the goal of unlocking the magic world views, Diablo 2 had been popular for a while now. The movie series including Harry Potter and the Hobbit were not as popular, but the fourth movie of Harry Potter had been released and the first movie of the Hobbit was released; each of them still had many fans.
The basic knowledge of runes and spells in the movies and games were helpful to the viewers. For example, the knowledge in Diablo 2 helped cultivators with the research of magic instillation and teleportation arrays. On top of that, spells such as teleportation and transfiguration had their own advantages.
In a magnificent palace in the inner section of Half City, a demonic woman with brown hair and green eyes stretched lazily and waved her magic wand. In the next moment, she already appeared before the shop.
"It's been a long while since I saw the young Mr. Fang…" She reached out her slim hand to push open the door and entered the shop.
This was the advantage of the teleportation spell shown in Harry Potter. It had limitations in some areas and was even dangerous sometimes, but it was obviously very useful.
Mr. Fang sneezed, and he wondered who was thinking of him. Anyway, including Diablo 2, Devil May Cry, Harry Potter, and the Hobbit, he was only one step away from reaching the goal of the magic world views.
[TL Note: In Chapter 426, the author mentioned that 8 movies and games were required for magic world views, but it is now down to 5 here. We think that the author made a typo in Chapter 426 and will issue the correction.]
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After completing the last task, he had also obtained an elevation of privileges. Fang Qi saw a tree-shaped graph on the System Interface after his privileges were upgraded.
With this graph, he didn't need the System to send him tasks. Instead, he could see on the System Interface what he would do to develop the internet café and what benefits he would get.
For example, the three shops had all reached the limit for expansion. Fang Qi could calculate through the tree-shaped graph what degree of expansion he should make before he could get new rewards.
This way, he could make his own plans instead of solely relying on getting tasks from the System.


We’ve had systems that help the MCs make pills, steal skills from legendary masters, and even be forced to show off to earn points, but what about a system that allows one to run a virtual reality internet cafe, featuring all the classic games?

Our MC awakens in a new world (Truck-kun strikes again) and finds himself with a mysterious system that allows him to run a fully self-sufficient virtual reality internet cafe! What? Opening an internet cafe in a cultivator world? You can now surf the internet, watch dramas, and play video games?!

One Emperor Warrior cried after visiting MC’s shop, “Damn, Blizzard completes my life!”
Another Yuan River Realm cultivator gasped after drinking Sprite, “What is this sorcery?” 

What else did the MC bring to the cultivator world? Come join us on this adventure as Fang Qi faces off against cultivation sects and major forces with his collection of modern treasures.

"Harry, you're coming with me." Hermione shouted excitedly and he smiled before giving her a hug.

"Yes Hermione. I'll be coming with you to the station." He said with a sigh before turning to Dan and Emma "If you two don't a problem with it."

Dan looked like he was about to say something but Emma cut off her husband before pulling him into a gentle hug as well "Of course not. You're always welcome in our home Harry."

"But Harry. What about your company?" Hermione asked tentatively.

"Steve told me that he has everything in hand and he told me not to worry about the company. Plus, I'm the face of the company now so I need to show my face to the public a few times every week." He said with a grimace and Hermione's eyes widened.

"Is that why you're coming with us Harry?"

"Yup." He gave her a tired smile "There are probably a few reporters already waiting for me in the train station. If I don't get there in time then it might paint a bad image of me. And a bad image of me means a bad image for the company. So yeah. From now on, I need to take care of my public image and not punch Malfoy in the face when he tries something funny."

"Harry." Hermione chastised him for that and Dan looked like he was holding in his words while Emma simply smirked at the two of them.

"What? Don't tell me you've never wanted to punch him." He said and Hermione blushed.

"It's… it's not the same thing."

"To me it…"

POP!!!

The sound of apparition alerted him of the intruder and he turned around to see a house elf whom he knew well enough from the movie standing in front of him.

"Master Harry Potter must not…" that was as far as he went before the wards around the house forcibly ejected the house elf out of the house.

The house elf was thrown out of the wards and went tumbling down a few feet before it came to a stop.

Ahh… he had almost forgotten about Dobby and how he tried to stop the original Harry Potter from attending the school in the movie.

"Harry, who was that?" Hermione asked while pointing a finger at the house elf who seemed to rather disoriented from being forcibly ejected by the wards.

"Just the friend of my house elf Hermione" he lied because he could see that the sudden emergence of the house elf had disturbed the girl. "There's nothing to worry about. You know how those house elves are. Gentle creatures who won't hurt a fly." He said with a smile while giving a gentle squeeze to her palm and she calmed down a little as a result.

"But what did he want?" she asked and he gave a shrug.

"I'll go and ask him." He said and turned to Dan "If I'm late then you can leave for the station and I'll catch up with you there."

Before Dan could reply he turned and walked toward the house elf who was now rubbing a cut on his forehead.

That is why you don't try to forcibly enter a place that is warded against apparition.

"You're Dobby. Lucius Malfoy's house elf. Correct?" he asked as he kneeled in front of the house elf.

He remembered how the house elf died while trying to help the original Harry Potter in the movies and had a good impression of him.

And because of that, he would find some way to free Dobby from his master this time as well.

House elves were loyal beings and he wanted as many loyal people around him as possible.

"Great Master Harry Potter knows Dobby's name." The house elf said as tears started forming in his eyes "Dobby is not worthy of such honor." That was as far as he went before he openly started to cry before wiping his nose from his own cloth.

Harry grimaced. Only now did he remember that despite his loyalty, this particular house elf was rather eccentric.

Not that the other house elves were much different as they too were prone to crying if you treated them with respect.

He wondered if it would really be worth it to keep the house elf around him once he frees him from Lucius Malfoy.

Oh well, he'll cross the bridge at some later date.

After he consoled the house elf, Dobby started telling him exactly what he had told the original Harry Potter in the movie.

How the school would be dangerous for him and how he should not go to school this year.

Harry tried to tell the house elf that he would be safe but Dobby didn't listen to his words and left after realizing that the conversation was not going anywhere.

Harry sighed as the house elf left and turned to find that Dan, Emma and Hermione were still waiting for him in their car.

"Thanks for waiting for me." He said as he entered the car and sat with Hermione on the back seat.

Dan adjusted center mirror so that he could keep an eye on both him and Hermione and gave a nod. No doubt keeping an eye on him so that he doesn't try anything funny with his daughter.

Harry found the situation rather hilarious because he and Hermione were still only 12 years old but didn't comment about it.

No need to antagonize his future father in law needlessly.

Dan gave him one last look before starting the engine and they started their journey to the train station.

Author's Note:- It feels a bit weird to me when I see house elves being treated like dirt by the Purebloods in the movie considering how they are the most loyal beings on the planet and would do anything for their masters.

In my opinion, house elves are deserving of respect and proper treatment more than any other magical species. Even unicorns.

But that's just my two cents.

Hope you like the chapter.

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Have a nice day :)

Disclaimer- Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling.


Transmigration into Harry Potter world as Harry, hell yeah. There’s so much to explore in magic that other’s never did.

Dumbledrore?
Fuck him.

Canon Plot?
Fuck that too.

Voldemort?
Hmm… how to best make use of that dumb cunt who turned me into his living horcrux.

Ah… and there are a few girls in here that I always fancied so tagging them along is just a natural thing to do. Not too many. Just two or three would be best.

Now that I’m here, I’ll carve my own path for the future and if I fuck up everyone else’s life in the process. Who cares?



Average number of words in a chapter- 1500
Number of chapters I'll release every day- 2


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After a long talk with the Alpha, Erick was finally able to go to his room. His father had asked a lot of questions, much to Erick's exasperation. He doesn't like being questioned too much. Luka, who had been tired from its little adventure, too, went straight to its bed. It snuggled deeply in its blanket and immediately fell asleep.

Erick yawned as he began to make himself comfortable in bed. He grabbed his phone and was sad to see that there were no messages nor missed calls from Amber. She probably had fallen asleep already. Even if it's Sunday tomorrow, it seems like she still sleeps early.

He flopped back on his bed with a sigh, dropping his phone beside him. It was indeed a tiring night. It was fun too, though. It was his first attempt to shift and it felt strangely pleasant. He presumed that this must be how other shifters felt when they first shift. There was a sense of belonging and comfort after he had shift.

He then settled into bed and went to sleep.

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The next morning.

His phone was ringing non-stop, startling Erick awake. It even woke up Luka, who began to bark incessantly. Together with the sounds of ringing and the barking, it seems impossible for him to go back to sleep. 

Erick groaned as he sat up in his bed, yawning. Squinting his eyes, he fumbled around and found that his phone had fallen underneath his bed. With another groan, he got up and went to reach underneath his bed to grab his phone.

Without looking at the caller's name, he answered the phone with a loud yawn. "Yeah, what?" he said sleepily, feeling a bit disgruntled that his sleep was disturbed.

"Oh, did I wake you up?"

All the tiredness and the drowsiness in his tone and mind began to fly out the window after he heard that sweet voice of Amber's. "No, no, you did not. What's up?" he asked gently, looking very wide awake now.

"Oh great! I was wondering whether you're free later this afternoon. We can meet up to discuss our literature assignment since the due date is pretty soon. The earlier we finished, the better, no?" she said on the phone.

"I'm good," he replied quickly. Even if he has any other plans, he would cancel them in a heartbeat, just to see his mate.

"Great. Shall we meet up at the Stitch Food Joint?" she asked.

"The wha--?" Erick asked back, feeling confused.

"You know, that food joint where you stole my fries."

Erick chuckled. Seems like this girl has a grudge for anyone who steals her fries. "Ah, that one," he said slowly, smiling. She was so darned cute and adorable.

"Yeah, I remember the fries there were so good. And we probably can discuss while we eat. It's not that noisy there, compared to the McClay's," she suggested, referring to the usual food joint that Erick always went to.

"Sure, sure. I'll see you later at 2PM?" 

"Great! See you later then," she said. With that, she hung up the phone.

Erick frowned as he stared down at the phone. "What? That's it? No see you later, babe? No kiss-kiss?" he mumbled as he placed his phone on his study table. 

He stretched his arms up as he yawned again. Walking past Luka, who went back to sleep again, he grabbed his bath towel and went off to have a shower.

Soon after, he was sitting at the dining table, where his mother had placed all the food on the table. There was a huge bowl of potato tater tots, a plate filled with sausages, piled up high, a dozen fried eggs, one loaf of toasted bread, a plate filled with many grilled tomatoes and a huge bowl of baked beans.

Grabbing each food from each plate and bowls, he turned to his mother, who was washing the dishes at the sink. "Where's dad, mom?" he asked, curious as to why he isn't joining them for breakfast.

"He went to the station. He had an urgent meeting with the mayor," his mother replied, still washing the dishes, her back to him.

"Did something happen last night?" he asked again. From what he could recall from last night, nothing happened, other than Dane sensed that there might be rogues up in the north.

"Oh, nothing that you should worry about, son," his mother replied, wiping her hands with a kitchen towel, once she was done washing. She then joined Erick and placed both of her arms on top of the table. She smiled as she watched her son 'vacuumed' everything in his plate. Her son is growing up well. It seems like yesterday when he first started to learn how to eat by himself. He was adamant, saying that he was old enough to feed himself.

Erick grabbed a slice of toast and began to pile up eggs and sausages on top of it and ate it. He repeated the actions until the plates filled with eggs and sausages were empty. He then grabbed a bowl of baked beans and scooped it into his plate. He did the same for the potato tater tots and grilled tomatoes.

His mother rolled her eyes. "Why don't just take the whole plate and eat everything?" she asked sarcastically, her chin on her palm and elbow on the table.

"I can?" Erick asked back, not noticing Luella's sarcasm. "Why didn't you say so earlier?" he exclaimed, grabbing the bowls and eating the food straight from it.

His mother rolled her eyes again and sighed. She got up and began to collect the dirty dishes from the table. 

After he was done with his breakfast, he got up to help his mother with the dishes as well. He then went back to his room where he rummaged around his little box on his study table. The little box contained his pendrive and whatnot. 

He grabbed his laptop and inserted his pendrive in. He began to type on his laptop and a few minutes later, his screen started to darken and showed the intertitle; Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. He paused the movie and went down again to grab some food. One does not watch a movie without any food.

With a huge bowl of popcorn, several potato chip bags and two huge bottles of water, he placed the food on his table. He then connected his laptop to his wall TV and settled in bed. 

An empty bowl of popcorn, three empty potato chip bags and one and a half empty bottles of water later, the movie finally ended. Erick was so engrossed in the movie that he didn't even notice Luka lying beside him. Erick, too, has changed his position from leaning against the bed frame to lying on his stomach, with his chin on his palm and elbow on his bed.

He managed to finish off two Harry Potter movies; Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone and Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets before his 'date' with Amber. If it wasn't for the date, he would still stay in his room and continue watching.

But alas, his 'wifey' will be waiting for him so he better get going.

Grabbing his backpack and shoving his laptop inside, he went out of his room and got into his car, heading straight to the Stitch Food Joint.

Erick Kendall, the strongest Alpha in his generation but also a player, who loved to date any female.

Amber, a typical girl who loves to eat and dreams of a normal life. Oblivious to the history of Burkendall town, she did not know that shifters exist in this world.

These two unlikely people were mates to each other but before they can have a happily ever after, unforeseen circumstances have torn the two mates apart.

Will these two mates ever be happy and lived happily ever after?

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Watching her eyebrows furrowed in concentration as she tried to solve a problem, Erick brushed a strand of her hair and tucked them behind her ears.

Amber jumped, startled by the sudden touch. She whirled around and glared at him. “What the heck are you doing?” 

“Nothing,” he said. He really liked her scent. It smells of fresh flowers and the woods in the summer. Refreshing and wholesome. His wolf, Dane, always felt at ease whenever they were close to her.

Ignoring his strange behavior, Amber continued to work on her homework. “What about this one? How do you get this number?” she asked, pointing at a question in her notebook.

Erick leaned closer to her and at the same time, sniffed her scent.

Amber jumped back, her eyes widened at Erick. “Did you just sniff me?!?”

Erick pretend to look confused and frowned at her. “Did I? Are you sure you were not imagining it? You must be hearing things. I suggest you go and clean your ears next time.”

Amber flushed red in embarrassment, or was it in anger. If it weren’t for the fact that she needed his help with her studies, she would not be here. Instead, she could have been at home, eating ice-cream while binge-watching Harry Potter. She just sighed in frustration and continued to ignore him. 

This was not the first time he had been acting strange. Earlier today, a guy was about to sit next to her but had moved away when Erick growled deep at him, like a dog… or a wolf.

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"Ok. Jarvis, I want you to scan the designs of this place. Set up a bunch of cameras and microphones everywhere using whatever scrap metals you can find. Also, put a tracker chip on anyone entering or exiting the Bifrost." I whispered some instructions to Jarvis while I worked.

"Yes, sir." Jarvis reply came over the speaker in my collar. I just hope that Heimdall only has an all-seeing eye and not an all-hearing ear. I always wondered about the all-seeing eye thing, though. Is it like 24/7 being able to watch p*rn or what? Can you just peek on your crush and stuff? Where do I get this all-seeing eye?

'He's starting to sound like Jiraiya sensei dad!' Naruto moaned.

'Shut it brat. Jiraiya was a man of culture!' I defended Jiraiya.

'Culture? That guy? As if!' Naruto retorted.

'Jiraiya was a legendary figure who wrote the best set of books in history!' Kakashi said.

'THEY WERE ALL JUST PORN!' Naruto practically yelled.

'I'm sorry JUST porn?! Those books are legendary works which are on par r even better than what legendary writers such as Jules Verne wrote! It isn't just porn. It's a literary masterpiece!' Kakashi said, and if he had a face right now, I am sure he would be on his knees praising to the Icha Icha books.

'If there will ever be an Icha Icha religion, it's probably that speech that will have started it.' Edward jokes.

'Hoho I think that the Harry Potter books were the best. And that guy named Dumbledore he was the coolest!' Dumbledore compliments himself.

'Y-Yea!' Neville says.

'Sometimes I can't tell the difference between you and Quirrell.' Obito tells Neville.

Neville just whimpers in response.

'Anyway, what are we going to do now? We are stuck here while Tony is going through the second Iron Man movie and Peter is going to have to go through the first Spider-Man movie soon!' Shirou points out a problem.

'It's alright. With my help, we will be able to come back home in... About a week. Until then, we can gather information on the magic they use. And hopefully, meet the Dwarves. I heard whispers that the ambassador was being sent here to show his sincerity in regards to what happened with Loki. There king Eitri is apparently also coming a bit after that to attend the mourning of Loki. I suppose it's because of him trying to keep his excellent relationship to the king Odin and show his support in Asgards time of loss. Because I don't think Eitri really ever cared about Loki that much.' I reasoned.

The dwarves were sending an ambassador ahead which would arrive tomorrow, and a day after that the king would arrive. I would finally get to meet the dwarves! Also, if I can place a tracker chip on them, I will know exactly where Nidavellir is. I would be able to find it again when I go out to space to see the first Guardians of the Galaxy movie. I do not see anyway though to get them to work for me without using force. Even if I try and bribe them, it would take a MASSIVE! Bribe to do so which I was not willing to give. They were a stubborn race. So I will have to brainwash them eventually.

Until then though I am just going to relax and spend some time with Sif.

Now having finished my days work - I had been working on it for six hours - I headed back to the palace where Odin had a room arranged for me. I wanted to steal everything in it because half of it was made out of gold, but I held myself back. But damn it was hard.

"Madara!" I heard a distinctively, feminine voice behind me. Sif approached me from behind with a gorgeous smile on her face. I smiled back.

"Hey Sif, how is it going?" I asked her.

"Pretty go-" I cut her off.

"Want to go on a date?" I blurted out. MY plan to fluster her worked but not in the way I expected.

"What is a date?" She asks, confused.

Now it was my turn to be confused. "Do Asgardians not know what a date is? You know find someone you like and then bring them out to spend some personal alone time with them?" I asked. She shook her head. Suddenly Sif stopped shaking her head and started blushing furiously. I guess she realized the implications of what a date meant.

"S-SO you l-like m-e?" She stutters out red-faced. I was sort of surprised at her reaction, though. I liked her yes, but I honestly thought she liked Thor and I was just taking a shot at it.

"Yup," I replied back with a triumphant smile.

'HA! Take that Thor your manly charms can't match up to my good looks!' I celebrated inwardly.

Thor suddenly sneezed and felt the need to pummel Madaras face in. But he had no idea why. So he just started working out to get his body more muscular.

"A-And you want to spend some a-alone time with me?" She was barely speaking in a whisper now and staring at the ground. CUTE!

"Yup-" Was all I could say.

"YAY! Let's go, let's go! We shall go to the arena!" She yells excitedly. I am now utterly confused. Did she actually not understand what a date was?

"Ohh wait you probably don't know about this but in Asgard, if you want to court a woman you have to go out onto the field of battle and slay more enemies than her!" Sif explained. "Or just fight her in a spar and if you win, you can court the women because it shows you have the strength to protect and provide for her!" She exclaims excitedly.

'I understand. Wait does that mean I can just ask any woman to marry me and just make them my woman by defeating them in a spar?' I ask, and a devilish smile appeared on my face. After all, the woman of Asgard were all supermodel standard!

"But the women does have to agree to it," Sif says, destroying all my perverted plans. That is probably why people around here have hundreds of wives depending on how strong they are. (No idea if this is true I am just thinking this stuff up. It would make sense though because Asgard is a warrior race where everyone has super strength and reflexes)

Me and Sif then spent another hour training together until I could finally convince her to go out to get some food with me. She protested a lot because she said it wasn't the proper way to court a woman or something, but I didn't really care anymore.

"Let's go Sif! I heard about this great restaurant or whatever they are called here that serve traditional Xandarian cuisine!"

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I noticed that this story has 914k views. I promised that at 1 million views I would release a chapter with 10k words or just 10 chapters each with 1k words. Damn, I now wish I never made that promise.

Anyway, I will do it so you are welcome but it might take me two days not just one so don't expect an upload tomorrow. I will release the chapters before I hit 1 million views because when I get to that point the weekend will already be over and I won't have time to write it.

(I take inspiration from a fanfic called The Spider. I might copy some of the ideas and element's used there)

Crazy man with a unique case of multiple personality disorder desires a new life. Having prepared and rigged the Truck Kun system, he tries to reincarnate because one of his personalities was convinced he would.

Reincarnating but not in the way he thought he would he decides to make the most of his new life.

(Cover art is not mine I just found it on Pinterest)

Beep...Beep... 

This morning, Jake woke up fast. He just smashed the turn-off button with a quick move. He was excited about his first day at work in the company of Xi. His job was rather boring, but he could talk to Xi with his mind, or pass his time formulating some wishes. It would also allow him to figure out the limits of the Oracle bracelet.

Yawning, he went to the restroom, you know, to lose some excess weight. When he sat down on the icy throne, his buttocks met a silky-like black fur instead of the supposed to be toilet seat. 

"HISSSS!!"

He jumped so high that he almost knocked himself into the ceiling.

"Fuck!" He cursed, the few remnants of his sleepiness totally gone. "What is this dumb cat doing? Crunch don't drink the water inside the toilet!"

[I don't think Crunch drank any water… According to my data, he was excreting.]

"Thanks Sherlock, I can smell that!" He retorted aggressively. "But my question is, why the hell is he doing that? Have I not bought for him a litter yesterday especially because cats don't do this?"

[You are right.] Xi confirmed with the same apathetic tone. [But what is the most convenient for you? Having to clean up his litter every day with the stench that comes with it or having a cat able to use the toilet?]

The sharp response Jake had in mind remained stuck between his teeth. Indeed, what was the most practical for him? With a procrastinator like him, the answer was obvious. If this cat could use the restroom, why should he stop him? Hell, other people with cats would even be jealous of him!

Then, what did it mean? Whether it was the 500 dollars or this cat using the toilet in order to make his life easier, it all followed a Path. From what he deduced, this cat probably had a fear of being rejected and wanted to be loved. As a result, one of his Paths should have been adjusting his behavior so that he would seem so much more pleasant for his new owner, him.

These Oracle devices were incredible. Professional tamers must be so depressed right now, seeing some alien pieces of junk doing a better job at training animals than themselves. Well, tamers too had an Oracle bracelet right now, so it was not all bad.

Jake patiently waited outside that Crunch finished his little private matter. Speechless, he heard after a while the loud toilet flush, followed soon after by a leisurely black cat strutting out of the restroom with a cocky gait. Hail the Oracle!

Twenty minutes later he was showered and dressed. He was wearing a black tee-shirt this time, brown slacks and the same white pair of sneakers. He decided to dissimulate his bracelet. This way no one could initiate contact with his Oracle device against his will. It was not perfect, but it was reassuring for him.

The news channel confirmed what he already expected. The lottery's jackpot of the day before had been shared between more than one hundred thousand people. From a five million dollar reward, it had become less than fifty dollars. Better than nothing, but insignificant compared to the original sum.

Casinos, betting establishments were almost all closed-down by now. The stock market had begun to stabilize. Policemen made a big catch, arresting tens of serial killers, rapists, and burglars that had spread terror for years but whose shadows couldn't even be seen.

Simultaneously, many crimes happened. One famous woman singer had been charged by a giant crowd of fanatic fans while she was having a secret date with her boyfriend. They were disguised and shouldn't have been recognized, but all these fans were waiting for them at their supposed to be secret meeting place. 

In the end, she had been jostled so much by the hard-fan army that they were now treated by a psychologist specialized in post-traumatic stress disorder. The woman singer even canceled her upcoming tour, henceforth shivering just by hearing the words "crowds" and "fans".

Comparatively, one random university student succeeded to get a date with an idol from her favorite boy band. Another criminal on the run that had already been locked by his pursuers had miraculously vanished after a high-speed car chase that seemed right out of a video-game.

Some animals escaped from zoos or circus or had unusual behavior like Crunch. It must also be mentioned that a wave of suicides had also stroke most cities of Earth. New sects were also rising up from nowhere, multiplying like cockroaches. 

Well, nothing to worry about. He was still as asocial as ever, hating his work, but at least he had his Oracle bracelet to face the coming trials.

This time, Jake let the black cat at home. Cautious, he even took his spare key with him. He was afraid of Crunch suddenly desiring to breathe some fresh air, and following a Path that would show him how to open a locked door. Unlikely, sure, but hey, better safe than sorry.

Once outside his building, he waved his hand to the first cab he saw. Fortunately for him, this one was empty. The taxi driver was a moribund middle-aged man with oily grey hair and mustache. The man was not talkative, possibly lacking sleep. It was quite reasonable with all the unforeseen developments from yesterday.

Streets were once again lively, but still not as crowded as before. Some people dealt with alien gifts more easily than others. During the ride, he scrutinized bystanders out the window, trying to figure out which ones were moving along their Shadow Guide.

It was harder than expected. Some people effectively had a vacant look but they could also be simply lost in their thoughts. There were also those that stopped abruptly in the middle of a movement. These ones were obvious to distinguish. All the others in between were either not following a Path or far subtler than his observation skills could manage.

Twenty minutes later, Jake got out of the vehicle after having paid his bill. Taxis were affordable for most people in the 22nd century as they ran on electricity and were mostly autonomous. It should be embarrassing to charge excessively taxi customers when the cars were on automatic pilot.

In front of him, was a gigantic shopping center. Once inside on the second floor, a logo with VRGF written on it could be seen on the left side of the elevator. The exterior wall was painted black, though highlighted by some red lights akin to lasers crawling over the wall. A high-tech ceiling projector was playing a game cinematic fully reconstituted with holograms.

He walked into his working place. Nobody. He was not disliking this. The fewer people the better. Though, the grating had already been unlocked and hiked up, so sadly he was not alone.

To the right, the official VR store. It sold anything related to virtual reality technology, from VR helmet, VR suits, video-games and multidirectional treadmills to memberships allowing to use freely the VR arcade-rooms. Naturally, nothing of these were cheap.

To the left the access to the arcade rooms. There were thirty of them. Twenty of them were standards room accredited for official competitions. They were five meters long by five meters wide rooms with giant treadmills, hanging equipment and a set of cameras. 

The other rooms were much more spacious and could be used for working out in VR environments or be booked by organized group events. The biggest one was never used and was, in fact, the staff room where they could relax around a cup of coffee, have lunch together or play VR video-games themselves.

The VR engineer job Jake landed a few months ago had not much to do with actual engineering. He was just loafing around at the VR store reception, once in a while greeting a new customer that needed a piece of advice about the new costly toy he was deemed to purchase.

He also had to look after the VR materials and tools from the arcade rooms or help the newbies to familiarize themselves with VR equipment. The cushy job of his dreams, but boring as fuck.

Just as he was about to make himself some tea, he heard some noise coming from within the staff locker room. A few minutes later, a puny man walked out of the changing room.

This guy was the spitting image of Harry Potter, but with red curly hair. A draft version, though. He was small, about five feet five, lacked sun as many workers in VR centers. He even had a scar in the middle of his forehead, but instead of a bolt of lightning, it looked like a constellation birthed from the remnant craters of a very virulent acne. Disgusting.

Did we mention Harry Potter's franchise was still going strong in the 22nd century? Last week the movie "Grandpa Potter and the Magic retirement home" had been released. Already the most bankable movie of the year. Never let a good making-money license going to waste. Oh, shit, he felt some vomit in his mouth. He forced himself to swallow it down.

In short, his colleague was the typical nerd, sedentary, few friends, but with a very strong drive to be happy. One of the few Jake could qualify as a friend. He had a weird foreign accent from eastern Europe and was two years older than him.

And yes, he was also called Harry. Harry Stilinsky.

Have you ever wished you exactly knew how to accomplish your dreams? Not feeling the slightest doubt anymore? Being aware at any time how every choice, action and decision of yours affects your future? 

That's what happened to Jake Wilderth, a procrastinating young man without ambition. When a mysterious silver spaceship, popping out from nowhere, delivered to each Earthling a bracelet containing an AI introducing itself as the Oracle, their destiny changed. 

From a boring uneventful life Jake began to strive for greatness, treading his Path over the dead bodies of many. 

What a blessing it would have been if he was the only one profiting of such a gift! But when everyone became equal to face the future, he soon realized no gift comes for free..


Just a warning. Volume 1 sets the atmosphere in a Earth slowly degenerating into chaos and can be considered as a big prologue. It is slow and not as rewarding for the readers than mainstream stories on this website. If you can push through it will be worth it. For some real action you need to wait chap 27.

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NB: English is not my native language and despite my best efforts there can be some mistakes. Thanks for your understanding.

Discord link: https://discord.gg/d8udP7Q

Hi Everyone I am Cyan Galesburg! And I am doing the breaking the fourth wall stuff again. You see, well I would always do the fourth wall stuff if I were in a dire state and If I'm in a really big mess... Just like what is happening right now.

Now I know what everyone means at this wizard saying 'wrong end of the wand point'.

"I didn't see anything!!"

I screamed as I saw him approaching me. 

Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, the chosen one, the heir of Potter and black (if Sirius died in the future just like what happened in the movie) and one of the Golden Trio (are they still called the Golden Trio?) are currently pointing his wand at me.

His emerald eyes was glaring at me behind his round glasses. I want to regret everything that happened, I shouldn't have followed! It's true that curiosity killed a cat (or weasel in my case)

" You're Lying, Ron I know that you wouldn't stare at my face when you're lying."

Sorry, but I don't remember us being close. That was in the Movie but not this one. I want to say those words but seeing what he did earlier, I was freaking scared. 

I gulped, as Harry Potter keep getting closer and closer. I stepped back but find myself in the dead end. I'm now trapped with a wall behind my back. Behind Harry, I look at them. There Hermione and Neville was unconscious. Draco and his two sidekicks are also in the same state. Lastly, Ernie McMillan, Justin Flint-Flitchley, Hannah Abott and Susan Bones are also unconscious.

" It is not time yet...."

Harry Potter muttered and look at me. Is it an Illusion or I saw his eyes flashed red?

"Stupefy!"

I was hit by the spell and found myself losing consciousness. 

So how did everything turned into this? and now this is part where the Author do the Flashback.... 

......... 

Life at the Hogwarts is amazing but at the same time it was annoying. First week and everyone is keep talking about the one and only Harry Potter. 

" Did you hear what happened in the Potions class? " Justin Flint-Fletchley said while eating his meal. 

" Eat First before you talk." Ernie McMillan chided. " So what is it? " 

" I've heard that Neville made a mess during their double potions with the Slytherins earlier, thankfully the Boy-Who-Lived manage to stop his exploding cauldron from endangering everyone." 

" it is as what I've heard from Draco." Ernie muttered before continuing on eating. 

See? This is the part where the life at Hogwarts is annoying. Everyone likes talking about who and what. Specifically the Hufflepuffs, I've never thought of them as the type of people who liked to talk about people's lives. 

I have continued eating quietly while Hannah and Susan also added some additional information about the school life that happened this week. Somehow, one way or another, I found myself dragged into their group. As Ernest McMillan or Ernie as what he told us to call him, was my roommate. Together with Justin, He dragged us to meet his friends. Ernie was friends with Hannah and Susan. I didn't know that the three of them were friends, specifically childhood acquaintances. 

Susan explained that She and Hannah are closer since they were friends when they were just kids.

" you are still a kid." I pointed out and I got an annoyed stare and a laugh from the other three kids.

Being dragged into their group, I learned informations about them. Ernie was a Pureblood just like Ronald Weasley. It was weird seeing him treating Justin like a friend. I know that the kid was different from the other Purebloods, but it was hard to accept the fact that his grandmother was a Black and he was a somewhat cousin of the Ferret Draco Malfoy. 

Speaking of Draco Malfoy, In this first week, I have seen him constantly pestering Harry Potter with his two sidekicks. He keep trying to engage in a conversation with the Chosen One. Every Lunch and Dinner, I would see him at Harry's side while the boy-who-lived was quietly eating.

Harry on the other hand was different. Very different from what is depicted from the Movie or the Books. ( Guessing that the book and the movie are the same since I haven't read once) In the first week, I haven't seen him speaking or trying to engage a conversation with anyone. He made his stance on not talking about anyone when the snakes have been lurking on his side at the first day of classes. He glared at them but I know that it wouldn't stop the cunning snakes. But the very next day we haven't seen one of the snakes (with the exception of Draco and his Sidekicks) who tried to establish a connection. This Harry Potter was a loner with an Edgy and Dark Aura coming off from him. 

On Another Topic, Life at Hogwarts was amazing because of Spells and Magic! The Magical Stairs and Changing Corridors aren't Included. I have been lost and late at many classes because of them. 

On the Classes, In the double potions with Professor Snape, The Classes are normal and going well. We wouldn't hear him saying ' Ah, Harry Potter... Our new Celebrity' cause he wasn't in our classes. Snape has a neutral stance towards us with some occasional insult when someone made a mistake. The Hufflepuffs were lucky that the Ravenclaws is the one who was our joint classmates in the Double Potions. They were a decent classmates if you didn't mind the fact that they are so competitive with each other. The way that they keep raising their hands eagerly at every questions has traumatized some first year Hufflepuffs. Some Hufflepuffs has found glares at their backs when they are called during classes. Unfortunately, I also landed in such situation. It started with Professor Snape noticing me. All of the classes, I've been quiet and have been making myself to be non noticeable by the Professors. In the end, I was questioned and answered correctly. Professor Snape frowned and I know that I have made a mistake. 

I haven't forgotten the Role playing task that I need to do as Ron Weasley. Talking with children and the first year hufflepuffs are fine. I just need to act like a child and do Ronald Weasley's love for food. Talking to adults was a big NO. They would obviously notice that something is wrong. Also, I was making an effort to avoid Ronald Weasley's Older Brothers. 5th year prefect and head boy Percy Ignatius Weasley has approached me once in the morning (during my third day at classes) and told me that I don't need to be disappointed since I wasn't put into the Gryffindor. That time, I got glares again coming from Cedric Diggory who happened to pass by in the common room and the Older Hufflepuffs. After saying those words, he started giving me many advices and very long reminders. All of it has leaked out of my brain and ears. He also said that when he wasn't busy and have a free time he would visit me. It could also be the other way around. 

" Ron, you can go to the Gryffindor if you have problems and visit me. Got it? " 

".... Sure." 

I lied. It was a negative 100% chance that I would take my time talking with you. 

Ronald Weasley Other brothers (Twin Brothers) Gred and Feorge or Fred and George has also approached me many many times. They keep teasing me and laughing since I got into the Hufflepuff. They would just appear out of nowhere and took their time to tease or sometimes play a prank on their little brother. I've always trying to avoid them but no matter what I do, they always found me. The Marauder's Map is the one to blame on that matter. 

All in all, I've been doing well in the class minus being notice in the Double Potions. The Flying Lessons with the Ravenclaw as our classmates was alright and fine. There are no accidents unlike The Gryffindor and Slytherin. The Accident that happened was worst than the Movie. Two of the Slytherins and Neville has got into an Accident. 

My first week is peaceful, I have panic first when I learned that Harry Potter got into the Slytherin and I was sorted into the Hufflepuff. But now, I think this is better. I was now in the sidelines and I wouldn't worry what would happen to Harry Potter and his chosen companions in the future. As long as I survive for a minimum of 5 years my task is completed and try hard acting the part of Ronald Weasley every day even through I am now in the Hufflepuff, Everything would turn out safe and okay. 

You know what readers, I think this is the part where I have unknowingly jinxed myself again... I am now required to look for a spell that can break jinxes. If I don't do something with this mouth of mine, sooner or later I would found myself at a misfortunate situation.

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....

Ricky got up early and still in his pajamas, He found the kitchen with ease. Large windows overlooked Euphemia's gardens and the distant hills. He got to watch the sun rise over the horizon as he prepared breakfast.

Bith Harry and Ricky knew there way around a kitchen, for Harry it was due to the Dursley's. For Rick however it was for survival, he started working in a kitchen during his senior year of high school, and as soon as he was done with basic training they stuck him right back in one.

Ricky smiled remembering the army kitchen staff, they were a bunch of oddballs, while reminiscing he had the frying pans washed and the table set by the time Fleamont and Euphemia entered the grand kitchen as Ricky thought of it and its adjoining dining room.

His grandparents/parents were left gaping at him, the table, then back to him again.

"You did this?" Euphemia asked.

Ricky nodded, "I like to cook." Well, he liked to cook when no one was threatening him with head trauma and foul dogs.

Fleamont's eyes narrowed, "You look like my dad but I am starting to believe you two are extremely different people."

Ricjy Ricky blinked a few times before replying, "That's because we are. Wait isthat a good thing?"

Euphemia, with all the grace and energy of a woman half her age, went to the table and snatched a slice of bacon. Her expression was pure bliss, "If it means you cook like a professional chef, yes, it's a good thing."

"Come sit, Masterchef," Fleamont said waving Ricky over to the table, "come eat with us."

Ricky smiled and hurriedly took his seat beside Harry's grandfather and across from his grandmother, Well now they will be his parents.

"Thank you, Ricky," Euphemia said.

Fleamont echoed her, only with a mouth full of bacon.

Another man wandered into the kitchen and Ricky jumped out of his seat. 

"Sorry," he said, "I didn't realize there was anyone else here."

"No need to apologize, my dear boy," the man said and held out his hand for a firm handshake.

The man was old, his hair a shock of white on his hair, but he looked like he was in shape, and his pale brown eyes were bright. In fact, Ricky thought he looked more athletic than Fleamont, definitely bulkier with broader shoulders.

"Euphemia," he said in a chiding voice, "why didn't you tell me you had twins? One that looks like a younger version of me?"

She rolled her eyes at him, "Ricky, this Henry Potter, Fleamont's father, Henry, this is Rickard Potter."

She waved her wand and another plate prepared itself, Ricky and Henry took their seats.

"So, Ricky," Henry said with a smile, "-they call me Harry back in the days, by the way, tell me about yourself."

"Um," Harry said, elegantly. But he silently casted the 'time stop' spell, and followed that by 'Alter memory'. He quickly added an scene from an old movie he had watched, where a man goes to a bar to drown his sorrows and ended up meeting a woman who was doing the same.

And in they're inebriated selfies, they ended up having a one night stand. The next day when they woke up, hung over and all they attempted to explain that this was only a one time thing and that it would never repeat itself.

But in the process the woman dropped her wand, after picking it up she tried to pass it as a random object, much the delight of the man. He proceeded to tell her that he to was a wizard.

He introduced himself as Henry Potter of the Noble and most ancient house Potter, She followed suit. Her name was Clementine Lilyana Raeven, of the bible and most ancient House Raeven from Gibraltar.

They went they're separate ways and never saw each other again.

In reality the scene was from a cop movie were the man was an undercover cop while the woman was from the FBI, and the wands were they're badges.

Feeling good about his work he quickly canceled the spells and before he could speak  however a voice said.

"Harry was sorted into Ravenclaw," Euphemia answered for him, seeing his apprehension.

"Fleamont and I told you Ricy's story last night, no need to get into his full history at the table."

"Ravenclaw!" Henry exclaimed, "No Potter has ever been sorted into anything but Gryffindor before, that is if they attended Hogwarts. Although Ravenclaw is a respectable -if an underrated, house. My darling Clarissa was a Ravenclaw."

"I myself was guilty of being sorted into Ravenclaw," Euphemia whispered.

"Clarissa," Henry said as if he hadn't heard Euphemia, which perhaps he hadn't, judging by how loud he was speaking. "She was the kindest girl on the planet. Kindness, my boy, there is no strength in this world so undervalued as kindness in this lost and scrupulous world."

Henry began to regale them with stories of his youth, of his Clari, Ricky's great-grandmother who had been a midwife. Fleamont gave Ricky an apologetic look, but Ricky was enthralled.

This was his family, this was his great-grandfather telling him about his life and Ricky's family.

It was by far the best breakfast Ricky had ever had.

As the conversation went on Henry suddenly stopped talking for a moment, he proceeded stared at Ricky with an intense look on his face. 

Every occupants in the room were immediately on edge, waiting for his next action.

Henry cupped Ricky's face with both hands, after staring at his eyes for a few seconds before bursting out in a full belly laugh. It took him a few moments to calm himself down before he was able to speak.

"I should have known, you have your mother's eyes you know. specially that annoyed eye roll, Yes, without a doubt your Clementine and i's son. Ha I bet she was not pleased you inherited my black hair instead of her flaming red."

Fleamont and Euphemia casted axquickly look at each other before shaking their heads and smiling at Henry.

Ricky just shrugged at this, after all he knew that the memories he was recalling were fake.

Breakfast went on for a while until, Fleamont, Euphemia, and Ricky decided to getvready for the trip to diagon alley.

...

Diagon Alley was… it was more and less than it would be in the future. There were more shops and people. The storefronts were polished and orderly, without the rustic and somewhat beaten exteriors that Ricky had come to expect.

On the other hand, despite the greater number of shoppers, they seemed more secretive and wary of one another. Ricky was afraid to either spill his own secrets or say something that might alienate his new family so he remained mostly quiet. However, his clear interest in his surroundings and in what his grandparents/parents were saying kept the conversation flowing.

Sure, Ricky knew about the wizarding world, but he had received only a crash course from both Harry and Voldemort's memories. Add in the few bits picked up little pieces along the way with the Weasleys, who had just assumed he knew about the world. Fleamont and Euphemia were more detailed and less exasperated by Ricky's questions.

Ricky let Euphemia pick out his clothes. Harry Potter didn't have much of a preference as long he fit in with his peers. Standing out, except for on the Quidditch pitch was never his favorite thing.

While Voldemort was a drama queen, even he would not dare fight a woman on the subject of fashion.

Fleamont bought Him one present, a new broom. He had let Him pick it out and Ricky had not chosen the most expensive, he chose the one that had the most build up of speed and least stabilization. 

Ricky was glad that Fleamont didn't let Euphemia see the broom's low safety score. But he didn't want safe. He wanted fast. Besides with Harry's skill and memories he was sure he'd be a good enough flier that he could keep his own balance in the sky. As much as he liked the Firebolt, in some respects, some of the older school brooms had been faster in a dive.

Speaking of old brooms he will have to go through the pile and study the runes and enchantments laid down on them soon, after all he was trying to create his own brand.

He was brought back from his thoughts when Euphemia came back. They picked James up from the station before lunch. and Ricky watched the semi-familiar faces pass bye.

His heart skipped a beat when he spotted the Black sisters, all three of them. Andromeda and Bellatrix looked alike. Andromeda was perhaps the most beautiful person Harry had ever laid eyes on. Even at a distance, her brown eyes were warm and intelligent, her hair a waterfall of chestnut waves. Bellatrix was a colder, darker version of her sister. 

Her black hair was held back in a sleek ponytail, her eyes hard as granite and when they met Ricky's gaze of the ground he didn't see the insanity from her image on the Daily Prophet, he saw a dangerous, cold intellect. Like staring into the eyes of an eagle, predator and inhuman, but not mad.

Ricky didn't look away, and Bellatrix soon dismissed him.

She walked with a stiffness that was at odds with her sisters' liquid grace.

Narcissa must have been a year or so younger than Ricky was now, she was a petite blonde, and if it wasn't for her attitude he would not have believed the three of them were related. But her expression was a cross between Bellatrix's coldness and Andromeda's elegance.

It was almost sad to know one day they would be separated, they walked in a unit that was apart from the crowd.

Sirius caught up with them after waving goodbye James, a mini Sirius, Ricky assumed was Regulus following at his heel. The five Blacks disappeared into a fireplace that was set up on the wizarding side of the station.

"Ricky!" James called as approached them.

"Hi, James," Harry said with a smile.

"How'd you like the family manor?" James asked.

Ricky's smile widened, "I love it, you were certainly lucky to be born with such a family."

James laughed, "I don't think being born is decided by luck, weirdo."

"No name calling," Euphemia chided.

"Where are we going now?" James asked, as Fleamont shrunk and pocketed James' luggage. He spotted someone over Ricky's shoulder and shouted, "Bye Lily Evans! Have a spectacular summer!"

The red head ignored him. Ricky spotted Snape who shot James a taunting smirk as he walked with Lily shoulder to shoulder as they went through the barrier.

James deflated, "Would does it take to get her attention?"

"Maybe you should try to stop yelling at her," Ricky suggested.

James gave Ricky a skeptical look, "But I want her to notice me."

Ricky swung an arm around James's shoulder as they walked out of the station, "The thing I think you're missing is the difference between positive and negative attention."

James tilted his head, and asked with a heaping serving of drama. 

"Go on, wise one."

Ricky tried to explain color to the blind with a patience that some would call saint worthy.

"Yep," Fleamont said to his wife, "I don't think our two boys could be any more different if they tried."

Euphemia took her husband's hand, smiling up at him she said joyously, "Our sons."

Fleamont smiled back at her, he had always regretted not being able to give her more children, and Ricky, well, Ricky was more than they could have wished for.

After lunch, the Potter family, excluding Henry who was still at home reading his books, went to the beach. A small cove near London with a little stretch of beach, that didn't have have any other visitors, considering the beach was mostly rocks.

Ricky and James didn't mind the rocks. They kept their shoes on and removed their shirts, soaking up some much needed vitamin D.

They searched for odd reflective stones and played tag as the waves crashed into them. Fleamont and Euphemia stayed closer to shore walking along the shoreline like newlyweds. The love between tangible and unfaltering.

As Ricky paused to watch them he noticed the strange formation of rocks that met the water. There wasn't anything he could point a finger at as being out of place but he thought the cave…

He shook his head. Cave? There was no cave in those stones, or at least no way for him to know that there was or wasn't a cave there. So why did he have the third sense that there was something there? Something familiar? Something-

"Ricky!"

Ricky turned to see James waving his arms in the air as he ran towards him.

Ricky frowned and waved back.

When James got closer Ricky saw the horror and panic on his father's face through the droplets of water on his glasses.

"Run! Ricky, Ru-"

The warning came too late. Something with sharp teeth bit into his leg and pulled him under the water.

Even through the waves, he heard the muffled sound of feminine screaming.

Ricky reached for his wand and tried not to thrash against the thing that had a death grip on his left calf. He never reached his wand as another set of teeth latched onto his right forearm.

By some miracle, his glasses stayed on and even as he breathed in lung fulls of burning salt water. He was able to get a glimpse of the creatures set on murdering him.

Black horses, at least their front half, and fishtails for their rear half. Unlike real horses, their teeth were razor sharp, and they were carnivorous.

Ricky knew that they drowned their prey before consuming them and that fending them off by magical means wasn't exactly hard to do, that is if he had his wand and was not suffocating.

Knowing the incantation Ricky shouted the spell, pushing his power through his hand even as his lungs screamed and black dots clouded his version.

The charm worked, or at least Ricky's power got the Kelpie to release him. Ricky pointed his hand at the other Kelpie, and throw his energy into it again, the water horse released him.

Ricky was left to float under the waves, his body cramping with the lack of oxygen, his wounds bleeding crimson to pink into the water around him. Before he could summon the thought to swim up, he was caught in a current.

Like a lifeless bit of debris, he was rolled in the waves and slammed against sharp stones. His skull connecting with a distinctive clunk.

For the briefest moments, Ricky envisioned a golden cup and silver, somehow sibilant locket in a crystalline cave. The locket hissed at him and then the moment was over and blackness consumed him.

Rickard Potter knew no more, as he succumbed in the embrace of darkness.

When next he woke next, it was to the relieved and wane face of Euphemia gazing down at him.

"Oh, Ricky," she said, voice breaking as tears trailed down her face. "You're awake, you're finally awake. The healers said you would make a full recovery but when you didn't wake up…" She shook her head and wept silently holding onto his hand in an almost painful grip.

Ricky was not surprised or all that worried about another near death experience within the jaws of yet another unexpected magical creature. However, he did have one pressing question, how long had he been unconscious?

Not my novel I only uploaded it here for the purpose of listening to it on the audiobook feature.

The author is a student currently attending Notre Dame university, Screen name is Fleeceem44. He is part of a private chat group consisting of ppl whom try to combine they're favorite fanfiction novels into one while tweaking then a bit.

The credit goes to the original authors of the novels used, for this particular remix I want to give credit to 

Jacobapples who wrote the novel 'Broken reflections'
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12977048/2/

ORFgrunt who wrote the novel 'Till the gates of hell'
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11327757/1/Till-the-gates-of-hell

Wand description 
Lenght- 14 inches 
Wood- Yew
Core- Dragon heartstring

Visual link: https://www.yourpatchstoreonline.com/Alchemy-The-Vault-Dragon-Wand-p/ac-v31.htm

"We need to talk."

When Felicia heard Fury she became very shocked but Nick wasn't wasn't, he held onto her to calm her down and once she relaxed he teleported so he was standing next to Fury.

Fury didn't act shocked that Nick suddenly appeared next to him but the hand on his holster said differently, "You don't mind if I just call you Fury right, it's a bit confusing if there's two Nick's." Nick said as he put one of his hands on Fury's shoulder, he then turned to Felicia who was now sitting up on the sofa.

"I won't be gone long Kitten." Nick smiled at Felicia and then soon Nick and Fury were gone leaving behind a cloud of red smoke.

...

"Where are we?" Fury asked Nick as he looked around himself, out at the desert they were standing in.

Nick took a step back from Fury and crossed all his arms as he looked over him, "I'd thought you would be more impressive for the greatest spy in the world." Nick said as he stared down Fury.

Fury stopped looking around and stared straight back at Nick, "Well it's hard to compare when pit up against you Nick Stark." Fury said back as they looked at each other in silence, testing to see who would break first, it was Fury, "I'm putting together a team and I think that you and your uncle would be perfect for it."

"The avengers initiative right? A team of super powered individuals that will protect the world from threats that you can't, I'm I right?" Nick smiled when he saw Fury's eye twitch as an indication to his surprised he actually was.

"How do you know so much? Even how I loss my eye, tell me what else you know." Fury asked Nick.

"No that would be a spoiler and I can't really trust someone who lives in a Hydras nest, can never be to careful with who you trust even if that person is a seemingly harmless cat lookalike." Nick hinted to Fury so that he would start making preparations for the double agents in S.H.I.E.L.D.

When Fury heard Nick's hint he finally reacted, opening his eye wide and opening his mouth slightly in shock, "Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D? Are you sure? How can you know, Hydra was destroyed." He quickly asked Nick.

"I just know and I'm not going to help anymore then that, but just know that you own me one." Nick said as he pointed at Fury with both of his right arms.

Fury just nodded his head back at Nick.

"Now come on, you need to convince my uncle to join your little club, tell him that I agreed and he might actually listen." Nick said before he grabbed Fury by his shoulder and teleported away from the desert.

...

"Hey I'm back, what I'd miss?" Nick asked Felicia as he dived onto the sofa, in the space behind her that she had left for Nick.

"Not much, who was that guy with the eye patch?" Felicia asked Nick as she grabbed one of his bottom hands and wrapped it around her waist.

"Oh just the director of the most secret government agency and the greatest spy in the world." Nick said plainly.

"What?!" She screamed as she spun around so she was facing Nick again.

"What do you mean a secret government agency?! And a spy?!" Felicia asked panicked as she grabbed his t-shirt and started shaking him.

"I mean what I said, but don't worry he doesn't really care about your dad, he's too small time for his level." Nick told her dropping a bomb suddenly and with out warning.

And as soon as the bomb hit her she stopped shaking him as her face became shocked and dazed, until she asked him, "How long have you known?" She said as she looked down, resting her forehead against his chest.

"Don't worry Kitten, I don't care about some little cat burglar especially when you consider what else is out there." Nick said before he pulled her into his chest, holding her tight, "I wouldn't care even if your family were a bunch of shape shifting aliens."

When she heard that she was confused, "What? There's shape shifting aliens." She asked him in confusion as she looked up at him.

"Yeah, don't worry I'll tell you about it some time, but right now I want to finish watching this movie, I'm actually surprised that this world had Harry Potter." Nick said as he flipped her so she was facing the flat screen again.

'This world?' She thought to herself in confusion as she just let herself be hugged closer by Nick.

...

"First day back after our suspension, well I guess we could say that this is your first day because you were only here of an hour before, What's it feel like? Now that the world see's you as a hero?" Peter asked Nick as he and Ned walked beside Nick and Felicia towards the schools front doors, other students watching and whispering to each other as they looked at Nick.

"Not much difference to normal, they still stare at me and whisper amongst themselves, but at least I have a beautiful woman on one of my arms this time." Nick said as he looked at Felicia and then planted a kiss on her lips.

"Can you not do that around us, it's getting hard not to hate you for it." Ned said to Nick and Felicia before he walked on ahead of them and through the double doors.

Peter followed after him, laughing as he did, Nick and Felicia were left to them selves in front of the school and right before they were about to go in as well, someone called out to them, "Hey! Nick!"

A James Franco lookalike ran up to them, waving his hand as he did, "Haah, I'm glad I got to you before you teleported away or something." Harry let out a breath as soon as he ran up to Nick, showing his low fitness level.

"Who are you?" Nick asked him straight.

"Oh sorry, I'm Harry Osborne, my Father might have already told you that I would be transferring or to this school, it's nice to finally meet you." Harry said as he stretched out his hand.

Before Nick could even react Kurama was saying something into his head, 'Don't take his hand, he has bad intentions and he has a lot of hidden hate and bloodlust, most of its being directed at you right now though. Be careful he's good at hiding his bloodlust.' Kurama warned Nick.

Hearing Kurama's warning Nick quickly activated his Byakugan and looked over Harry, everything about him seemed normal except for the small device attached to his stretched out hand and wrist, it looked like a small needle and pump that was covered over by a fake skin that matched Harry's skin colour.

All of this took less then half a second so Harry noticed nothing changed with Nick but Felicia was different, she was holding onto Nick's arm and felt him tense in reflex to Kurama's warning and so she was also on guard towards the new, similarly harmless, teenager that just showed up in front of them.

Harry was thinking that his Father's plan would go without a hitch but neither of them could think that a god-like being was living inside of Nick's body and so when Nick stretched out one of his hands he didn't expect for him to release one of his stingers.

It was so fast that Harry had no time to react and with Nick's heighten abilities he was able to just catch onto the hidden device on Harry wrist, once Nick had separated the device from Harry's wrist he quickly retracted his stinger and then shoot out a black web to catch the device before it could hit the floor, flicking his wrist to bring the device towards himself.

"What do we have here?" Nick acted surprised as he looked over the small device in his hand, Harry had finally caught on and was sweating heavily as he took a couple steps back slowly, trying to run away.

'Kurama scare him with just enough killer intent that he fears me but doesn't pass out.' Nick said to Kurama inside his head.

Nick then looked but from the device and right at Harry, activating his Byakugan so his veins popped and made his face even more menacing, "You plan to take my blood when I shake your hand, is that right?" Nick asked Harry and as soon as he did Kurama's bloodlust was released in full, it was directed at Harry but everyone else around still felt it like it was directed at them.

"N-n-n-no, it was my Father's idea! I have to do what he says!" Harry managed to stutter out as he fell to the ground and and wet spot spread out from his crotch.

'Hahahaha, that never gets old!' Kurama laughed from inside Nick's mind and if you listened closely you could hear little muffled squawks that sounded a lot like laughter.

Nick then let go of Felicia and squatted down so he was eye level with Harry, "Osborne I know you probably have your son bugged so I say this too you... " Nick said quietly so only he, Felicia, Harry and whoever else was listening could hear what he was saying, "You try to hurt me or anyone close to me then I'm coming for you, there's no where on this earth that you can hide from a teleporter." As Nick looked at Harry with hate his eyes began to change, there was suddenly a black slit like a cat's eye and when Harry looked into them all he felt was his upcoming death and he would swear later that he felt a knife on his neck when he looked into Nick's demon like eye's.

Nick then stood back up straight and Felicia once again held onto Nick's arm, Nick smiled at her before he looked down at Harry, "Now run back to your Father like the trained dog you are." He said before he walked away from Harry, not bothering to look back at Harry as he half crawled half ran towards a black limo that had just pulled up.
 
...

In the very same office Harry was standing before sat Norman Osborne, he was sitting at his large desk in front of his computer, he was watching something on the screen, he had a frown on his face and his fists were clenched tight in anger, "No one threatens me and I'll make you regret that you just did." He said in anger before he suddenly shot up and smashed his hands down on the desk and then swiped them across his desk so everything on it was knocked off and broken on the floor.

...

"How did you know that you know that he had something like this on him?" Felicia asked Nick as she looked over the small needle and pump Nick had taken from Harry.

They were sitting next to each other at a desk in a classroom, Nick had his tail wrapped around Felicia's waist and she was leaning on his shoulder a bit.

"I'll tell you the full story later but the basic gist of it is that I felt the hate and bloodlust he had for me and so that made me on guard for what he might have been trying to do and after that I just used my abilities to see what that was, plus I have to be on guard with Osborne, he's always been trying to make super soldiers like Captain America, he probably wanted to use my blood for that." Nick explained to her as he scratched his right horn, the resent growth spurts make them itchy and so he can't help but want to rub his head against a tree.

"You alright babe? You keep scratching your horns." She asked Nick as she put down the small device and turned to face Nick as he scratched his horn's harder.

"Mmm, maybe it will be better it you help me out with them." Nick said in a flirty manner as he lowed down his head so they were eye level.

"Hehe, sure thing baby." She laughed back as she grabbed Nick's head and turned it down so Nick's face was pressed into her large bosom and his horns framed her face, she then began to bite down on one part of his horn.

"Mmm~, that's good Kitten." Nick moaned quietly.

"Guys, didn't I just ask you to quit it with the PDA, at least until I get a girlfriend of my own!" Ned shouted at Nick and Felicia in jealousy for there close relationship.

"Yeah, not while your in school and you never know, biting someone's horns might be the equivalent of sex to people with horns." Peter said in support of Ned, he was happy for his friend but it wouldn't hurt to not rub it in everyone else's face's.

"Don't be such a party popper, girls don't like guys like that." Felicia said after she let go of Nick's head and let him sit back up.

She then swiveled around on her lab stall and faced Peter and Ned, "Listen up boys, I'm going to give you a crash course in getting a girlfriend, Step one: Clothes, you... " Felicia then went into great detail on how to pick up girls.

Nick just watched her as she got excited about her little lecture and then Nick suddenly realised, 'Oh right, she's BI, I almost forgot that she was BI, it's no wonder that she knows so much about picking up chicks.' Nick thought to himself.

"If you two can find a girl each to take on a date then me and Nick will go on a triple-double date with you, I've been wanting to go the the cinema's recently and if we go on a double-date I'll be able to help your guys out during it, I think it'll be fun." Felicia said excitedly.

Both Ned a Peter broke out in cold sweats when they thought about asking a girl out, "Umm, is this negotiable?" Peter asked hesitantly, Ned nodding his head rapidly beside him.

"Nope~" Felicia chimed happily as Peter and Ned could feel their knees becoming weak.

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