Harry Potter Fanfiction
This is my first time writing a book.

https://www.webnovel.com/book/14255426405774505/Reborn-in-Harry-Potter

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

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

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

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

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

                                                                   Hurdles
 
Harry finally regaining his consciousness, welcomed by an unfamiliar roof, a weird sense of Déjà vu came but remembering what happened he turned to the side, a goblin stepped into the room walked towards him "Mr Potter it's good to see you up, you've been asleep for a while now". Harry groggily sat up "what time is it?" he asks as it's hard to tell in the underground rooms of Gringotts. "It's currently 8:30 pm, after you've eaten the food prepared, I'll lead you to your account manager".
 
 A meal and short walk later he was back in AM Griphooks office, "Welcome back Mr. Potter, you look like you've had better days" his voice laced with a hint of sarcasm " anyways I believe you've got the location of the Potters properties" too tired to care he crashed into the chair in front of the desk. If Griphook was annoyed, he didn't show.
 
 Griphook observing Harry before replying "yes Mr Potter I have it prepared for you", Harry looking through the list glanced at Griphook "there are houses in various locations, but how come there are no businesses in my portfolio? Surely with a house like mine there should have been quite a few". Griphook shakes his head "Mr Potter during the last war your parents liquidated and basically sold off all shares in order to fund their side of the war efforts, what's left in your account is the remainder of what they had and sizeable donations from sympathisers and well-wishers for your defeat of the Dark Lord".
 
"During our investigation of your transitions, the money taken out of your vaults were being transferred to one Petunia Dursley for your upbringing. Normally only the owner of a vault has any say in where their money should go however the Ministry agreed to a ruling that allows funds to be allocated to your next guardian, seeing as all your elected guardians were indisposed."
 
 "if possible help me open up a Muggle account and transfer most of what's in my trust vault to it". With a nod Griphook replied "I'll be done Mr Potter"
 
 "I guess that'll be all, till next time AM Griphook" With a brief admission they parted ways, Griphook musing as he quietly mused "farewell Mr Potter, it'll be interesting for Albus Dumbledore to discover he's no longer your Magical Guardian due to his negligence", Harrys was surprised by this as he barely caught what was said, he turned around to Griphook.
 Seeing his reaction he responded "Mr Potter the Wizards may be backwards but they're not that backwards, there are laws when it comes to things like this. From what's been discovered, he has failed in his responsibilities. However, we'll have to find one suitable, I'll compile a list of former Potters allies and send you a list to review and decide on."
 
 ["Well this certainly makes things interesting"] with a final nod, he exits the office. With his business at Gringotts concluded he exited to the sparsely occupied streets of Diagon Alley as it was passed closing time for most shops. Getting out of the by tailing a wizard towards the Leaky Cauldon he called Twinky, looking at the address he received from Griphook they were gone from the city of London.
 
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Potters Manor
 
 Arriving at the location, the first thig Harry noticed was the dilapidated looking pathway leading up to a rusty metal gate with the Potters crest in the middle. Behind the gate a grandiose mansion could be seen, however it was clear it hasn't been looked after in a long time. "Home sweet home" as soon as he approached the property he felt his energy react to the gate, as if being judged a foreign energy from the gate washed through him, an instinctive feeling of being welcomed settled and the gates opened up.
 
 Exploring the mansion, he was greeted by different portraits of Potters, he even managed to find his grandfathers, one Charles Potter but no Lilly or James Potter were to be found. Having enough of exploring he called his house-elves "I want the both of you to clean this place up, also stock up on food and prepare my dinner, I'll be in the library" turning away he was directed by the portraits towards it.
 
 Arriving at his destination he saw a large wooden door that opened as he approached, beyond the door were rows upon rows of bookcases lined up, letting out a whistle he gazed at the collections old tomes and books "generations after generations of knowledge gathered, don't mind if I do". Approaching the first book ''le plus sage des sages… Come on! Why's it in French? Don't tell me that a lot of these aren't in English."
 
 Hoping his thoughts would be proven wrong he looked at the other books on the shelves going from one bookcase to the other, after 5 minutes of searching he crashed down onto the floor. "Why?! At least half of these books aren't in English, some are in languages I don't even recognise! And here I thought I'd be easy." A few more disgruntled murmuring could be heard as he thought about how unfair it was, letting out a sigh after his rant he sat up 'might as well collect all of them into my library.
 
 Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to scan books with his senses yet, so began the process of picking up each individual book by hand flipping through pages before it copied to the library.
 
"Ouch!" Retracting his hands from a book he looked at his fingers, they were shallow cuts and a bit of blood could be seen "why do they put curses on their books?!" Now having discovered another quirk of wizards he had to re-evaluate his approach "it feels like something out there doesn't want me to have it easy" With a sigh he shook his head.
  However, he thought of something "Tuny!" With a pop the house elf appeared by his side "Yes Master Harry?" Large eager eyes bore into him as he shivered slightly ["still need to get used to them"] "From now on call me Hadrian also, can you sense if any of these books have curses on them, if you can bring the ones without any curses to me" "Yes Master Hadrian I can do that", so began the long process of scanning every book that was brought to him, this lasted into the night only pausing for something to eat.
 
 Soon enough he had about 60% of the library scanned into the LOHP however a majority of those were in different languages. "Looks like I'll have to add traveling into my plans, not that I wasn't going to anyway"
 
 Realising it was approaching morning he left to the master bedroom which was fully cleaned by the elves, thinking of how he'll have to learn a lot of languages he shook his head "I'll need to get my occlumency in shape for this to be easier."
 

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

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

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"Time to choose your next world!"

My eyes widened with excitement

"Hell yes!!"

I ran up to his position, walking back to the spot where we started but not stopping there

I looked back with confusion "Uh, we aren't going back to the starting room?"

"Nope"

"Then where-?"

"Just wait and see" He cut me off, not bothering to look back at me

Staying silent, we continued walking in the silence of the void..

"..."
"..."

"Ok, seriously where are we going?"

Death burst into knee slapping laughter, falling to the ground

My eyes twitched

"Seriously?" I growled

"HAHAAA!! Hoh, Phew. Ok!" He stood up and brushed himself off before reaching in his back pocket and pulling out a big book, handing it to me

"Here's the catalogue. Take your time choosing, I literally have all of eternity" He said, conjuring a lawn chair to sit on

I glared at him one last time before opening the book up

'Let's look at...'

"HOLY SHIT!"

"Hmm?" I heard death grunt 

"Why the hell does Spongebob cost 100 Trillion Karmic points?!?"

He pulled the sunglasses he somehow got off his face and looked at me blandly

"Why the hell do you think? You literally can't die there. That universes god of death is dead himself and my manager won't let me take it over so of course it's going to be expensive!"

That of course made sense and shut me back up

'Ok, so cartoons are out of the question... Seeing as how I got Harry Potter Magic..'

[Harry Potter Reincarnation - 1,000,000 KP]

'One Million?'

"Why is Harry Potter so low?"

I heard death sigh "For multiple reasons. One, there is a high chance of dying there. Two, it's mainly occupied by normal humans and three, you already have the main source of power there which cuts the price down significantly"

Nodding, I looked back at the book

"Well I think this is where I want to go"

"You sure?" He took his glasses off again "Because you won't be able to change your mind until you either die again or become a God of that universe"

"Yeah. I know the universe and the power source so it's a decent choice for me"

Death grinned and the book levitated out of hey hands towards him before it disappeared

"Right, well time for buffs and stuff" He conjured another book and threw it towards me, which I barely caught

I ignored the man and opened the book, taking a glance at everything in there

[Enhanced Rune Learning - 25,000 KP]

[Charm Book - 100,000 KP]

[Tuned Wand - 250,000 KP]

"Wait, can these transfer to other reincarnations?" I asked as the thought hit me

"Yeah, if you pay twice as much" 

I hummed quietly and looked back in the book again

"I guess I'll take the Tuned Wand, The book of Charms, Enhanced Rune, Charms, and Curses learning and..." I flipped the pages for one more thing to spend my Karmic points on

I flipped to one page that caught my eye

[Ancient Wizard Heritage - 750,000 KP]

'Damn, that's almost as much as the reincarnation itself..'

"..and Ancient Wizard Heritage"

Death's grin nearly split his face as the book flew out of my hands once again

"Knew you would take that one, just know that you could be born in any Ancient houses, Noble or not" 

He got up off his lawn chair and brandished his scythe 

"This may hurt.." 

"Wait wha-?"

I was cut off by the scythe going straight through my midsection, splitting me straight in half

'What the fuc-'

The world suddenly went black yet again and I was no more

...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...

'Eh?'

'Where am I?'

'Why am I so slippery and why can't I see?!'

'What the fuck got into that God of death?'

I mentally sighed and calmed down, beginning to think about my current situation 

'Ok, I'm in a cramped space, everything is really slippery and can't see..'

I froze as I realized what was happening 

'I'm a baby...' 

'Fuck'

Like my other slightly different novels, this one follows the same theme, kind of

I'm taking this from my first novel, 'Yet another Naruto Fic, but wait... there's more?'

The last one kind of drove itself into a dead end with how much I put into it. The group got way too big, he got way too OP in such a short time, and the Romance was kind of forced

I'm going to **try** my best to not let that happen this time

***Disclaimer***

This is a crack fic. Which means I'm going to throw whatever I want in here

If you guys don't like it, feel free to tell me, but also tell me how to improve since I am still a beginning author 

*** Thank you ***

*** Hogwarts, Present

The news of Lockhart's cowardly escape spread through the castle like wildfire, girls who were previously besotted with the blonde defence professor were now shooting betrayed expressions at him.
Harry's plan would work flawlessly with the population of Hogwarts already willing to believe that Lockhart was now the bane of all existence.

*** Hogwarts Library, later

Harry was in the traditions section of the library, searching where one would find histories on the oldest pureblood families.
Harry opened one of the biggest tomes in the section titled, "Ye Olde Families" and searched under the letter P, surprised at the number of families under the list that had died out.
Pewter
Pelven
Provit
Peverell
Prewett
Potter
…
POTTER!
Harry flicked through the pages excitedly, finally coming to the substantial section on the Potters.
"The Potters are one of the oldest Pureblood families, tracing their bloodline in England all the way back to the Pre-Merlin eras. In recent times, the family has come under more liberal leadership, starting with 17thcentury rebel Pureblood Thomas Potter who used the significant weight of the family to pass the first of many muggle-rights laws and amendments passed by the Potter family in the most recent centuries. The Potter was, at one point, the richest family in magical Britain but in recent years their fortune has dwindled, losing millions of galleons in the wars against Dark Lord Grindelwald and Dark Lord Voldemort, under the leadership of Charles and later James Potter. However, the family still retains a large amount of their wealth, including their mansion, hailed to be the grandest building in Europe in the 18th Century, the peak of the Potters."
He had a mansion?
Harry's mind went reeling.
He knew the Potters were a pureblood family, but he expected that he would know if he owned a mansion.
British laws did not allow use of the family vault until one became of age, but the mansion was traditionally handed to the oldest family member as soon as the previous family member died, so Harry would technically have owned the place, and it's house-elves since he was one year old.
He would have to write a letter to Gringotts, Dumbledore as his magical guardian should technically have told him about the mansion when he joined the wizarding world at 11 years of age, but McGonagall mentioned that Dumbledore didn't want him to know all about his family yet.
Harry assumed that this was because Dumbledore didn't want him getting drunk on his power and buying into the pureblood nonsense, and while Harry still believed that Dumbledore has stuck his nose where it didn't belong once again, he grudgingly agreed that Dumbledore's reasons were probably for his good.

*** Next day, Gringotts

Dear Teller Griphook,
May your enemies blood taste the ground,
It has come to my attention that the Potter family has a mansion and that by standard british law, I am now in possession of it. Since all Potter holdings are managed by Gringotts, I was wondering whether I could get the location and the list of wards on the Potter manor,
May the gold of your enemies fill your vaults,
Your customer, Heir Potter.
Griphook read the letter approvingly, not only was the Potter heir courteous, he was also intelligent.

*** Next morning, Hogwarts

Harry opened the letter addressed to him, hoping for an answer.
To ,
The Potter manor is protected by a Tutela Fidelius, a variation on the fidelius charm which is anchored to the house itself, the knowledge can only be transferred to those whose names are written in the ward book.
The Potter Manor is located at itself.
May your enemies' gold fill your vaults,
Senior Teller Griphook.
A wave of old memories of a grand house flooded into Harry's head, memories of a grand renaissance style house returning to his head.
Within a moment, Harry knew what his next plan was.
He had to get to Potter manor.

*** Lockhart's class

Lockhart was putting more bravado into his latest class than he had before, trying to make up for his lost reputation, he didn't seem to blame it on Harry, which was perfect for Harry's plan.
"Sir, a lot of students want to learn how to duel… do you think you could handle a duelling club, maybe that will let people know that you truly know your stuff." Harry suggested innocently.
Lockhart seemed to brighten at an idea to regain his reputation.
"Great idea, Harry! I think that a duelling club would be a great idea."
"And sir, maybe after the first class, we could hold a duelling competition, separated by grade level of course, and the winner would challenge you."
Lockhart looked like he couldn't keep up with Harry's train of thought so Harry elaborated.
"Like the first through third years duel and the fourth-fifth years duel and the sixth and seventh years duel, then the three winners can challenge you to see how they stack up against real talent, of course, that would be you, sir." Harry said, making sure that there was no way for Lockhart to back out of the competition without seeming weak.
"Of-Course." Lockhart stuttered out, "We can hold the first meeting tomorrow!" he said, smiling weakly.

*** Next evening, Hogwarts

The Possessed student walked down the hall to the first floor girls bathroom.
Down the chute went the student.
The basilisk was waiting as instructed.
The serpentine voice of Voldemort spoke in parseltongue.
~Today, we shall hunt!~
*** End of Chapter.

"From his own experience, Harry knew that luck had never been on his side. At that moment he decided that he wouldn't rely on luck to solve his problems, he had to become smart, beyond the norm and talk his way through life. That's the only way he could survive." 

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Harry Potter was not a normal boy, far from it and he was reminded of it every day by his relatives, as he was in their words, 'A Freak'.

Harry did everything hoping for some recognition, hoping to please his relatives for them to treat him like something.

Our story starts on new years day when Harry was left alone when his relatives went out to a new years party, he was finished his chores early so he decided that it wouldn't hurt to try out his cousins new game console. Hours passed without him realising it and he turned around because of the door being slammed open, "BOY! What are you doing?!".

Vernon was angry, his purple face filled with rage, Harry was shocked silent. "Nothing to say for yourself Huh?!, Wait right here!." While Vernon wasnt screaming anymore, the smirk on his face told harry differently.

A mere minute later, you could hear Vernons legs stomping up the stairs.

"Vernon?" Came the sleepy voice of his aunt. "Come to bed, Its 4am".

"Not yet honey, I have a freak to discipline" He responded and walked back into the room and Harry's heart fell after seeing what his uncle was holding, A Metal Bat.

What happened next was the greatest pain Harry felt in his entire life and it lasted for about an hour, and after it ended Vernon threw the bloody mess of his nephew into the cupboard.

(The Next Morning)

Harry woke up roughly as he was in an uncomfortable position after his uncle threw him in the cupboard, as he opened his eyes a two blue screens popped up in front of him.

Initializing, Standby...
Scanning Subject... Subject Identified
Harry James Potter.

Ritual Enhancement...
Scanning... Scan Complete.
+200 Luck, Perk Gained! [The Gamer]
Perk Gained! [Lily's Protection].

Initializing Gamer Installation...
Installation Complete!
Upgrading Subject Harry Potter To Gamers Body...
Upgrade Complete!
New Perk! [Gamers Body]
New Perk! [Gamers Mind]
Uploading HUD.. Upload Complete!
Scanning Subject For Traits...
Scan Comlete!

[Inherit Abilities]
Born Wisard,
Parseltongue (Genetic Mutation),
Lightning Affinity,
Air Affinity,
Animagus.

Converting Players Attributes To Base Form.... Complete!
Available Perk Points : 5
Available Attribute Points : 25
Available Skill Points : 10

ERROR: World Tree Data Corruption..
Attempting Fix.... Fix Failed!
ERROR
Erasing, [Elemental Bending], [X Mutation], [Catch 'Em All], [VR: Sword Art], [DxD: Highschool], [NarutoVerse].
ERROR
Fix Ongoing...

Uploading Welcome Screen...
Upload Complete!
Language Selection: English
-

-
Welcome To The Game
Harry James Potter
Please Press [Continue]
-

As Harry sat upright he stared at the screen then pinched him self, confirming this wasnt a dream. Carefully, as if the screen could bite his hand off at any second he tapped continue.

-

You Have Slept In Your 'Bed?'
HP, CP and MP Have Been Fully Restored.
All Negative Status Effects Have Been Cured.
-

If anyone else saw Harry they would see him staring off into space, but Harry was actually trying to remember what happened the previous night.

As the memories eventually came to him he looked at the screen in front of him that was an awful lot like the screens he would see in Dudleys games.


Contemplating with himself, he eventually gave up and called out "Status" just hoping for something to happen. So naturally when a screen popped up he was extremely surprised.

Harry James Potter, Age: 7
Title - The Boy Who Lived
Race: Wizard
Status: Alive
Affiliation: Self
Occupation: The Gamer (Lvl. 1/8)

Level - 1 (0/50 Xp)
Hp - 1000/1000 (- 10/minute)
Mp - 500 (- 5/minute)

(Strength)Str - 5 (-3) 2
(Dexterity)Dex - 5 (-3) 2
(Vitality)Vit - 5 (-3) 2
(Endurance)End - 5 (-3) 2
(Intelligence)Int - 10
(Wisdom)Wis - 10
(Luck)Luk - 189
(Defence)Def - 5 (-3) 2
(Charisma)Cha - 5 (-10) -5

Points Available - 25
Perk Points - 5
Skill Points - 25

G0S0K0
Pound - 0

As he looked at his status he heard banging on the door, accompanied by a "Wake up freak!". As he opened the door he accidentally swiped his hand through the screen, thus dispersing it.

As he moved the stool over to the stove, a screen popped up which made him jump.

[Quest Alert!]

Breakfast Dash!
The Dursleys are hungry!
Prepare food for them, quickly!

Objective
13 Sausages
13 Bacon
12 Scrambled Eggs
10 Pieces Of Toast
1 Glass Of Apple Juice
2 Black Coffees

Side Objective
Get Cooking Skill To Level 5

Hidden Objective
?

Duration
2 Hours, 30 Minutes.

Reward
+100Xp
+10 Rep With The Dursleys
5$

Side Objective Reward
Skill Book: Heal
+100Xp
10$

Hidden Objective Reward
?
?
?

Failure
Beaten With A Bat.
Locked Away With No Food For The Week.
-100 Rep With The Dursleys.


Harry just looked at the screen and decided it was best to do as it said, especially with the failure option of that.

As he was cooking he accidentally burnt the toast and it looked as if it was turned into data and it disappeared, as he saw that he started freaking out only to notice it was back to where it was before he started cooking it and wondered what happened and continued cooking, a few minutes later he got a new skill popped up.


[Skill Gained!]

(Passive) Cooking
Level - 1
Anyone Can Cook!
Well... Most Can! And That Include You!
This Represents Your Ability To Cook Good Food!

15% Chance To Not Burn Your Food
55% Ingredients Wasted
Food Is Cooked 5% Faster

As he read his new skill he got a little pissed, he was doing this all his life only for it all to be reset in one night, after a few minutes of glaring he finally sighed and started cooking again and two hours later he had finished cooking and gained 7 levels on his cooking skill, he had 30 minutes left so he decided make some toast for himself.

A few minutes later he walked to the table, dodging Dudleys leg, and gave them all their food.

[You Have Completed A Quest!]

Breakfast Dash!
The Dursleys Are Hungry!
Make Food For Them Quickly!

Objective (Complete!)
13 Sausages
13 Bacon
12 Scrambled Eggs
10 Pieces Of Toast
1 Glass Of Apple Juice
2 Black Coffees

Side Objective (Complete!)
Get Cooking Skill To Level 5

Hidden Objective (Complete!)
Make Yourself Food

Objective Reward
+100Xp
+10 Rep With The Dursleys
5$

Side Objective Reward
Skill Book: Heal
+100Xp
10$

Hidden Objective Reward
10 Levels To [Cooking] Skill
Skill Book: Observe
500Xp
20$
-
Level Up 1-4
-

"Boy!, Ms. Figgs is too sick to mind you today, so we want you to do your chores, then out of the house" Vernon started off. Harry didn't bother answering he just turned and left, As Harry sat in his cupboard he started wondering what it would be like to have not stayed with the Dursleys, only to be knocked out of his musings by a *Ping!*

[Quest Alert!]

Run, Bitch, Run!
You Are Sick And Tired Of The Dursleys, So You Decided To Run Away!

Objective
Run Away From The Dursleys

Side Objective
Steal Anything Useful

Hidden Objective
?

Failure
Death

Y/N
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As Harry saw that he froze, wondering why he didnt think of that before. As he looked at the screen he carefully brought his hand over to the screen and pressed on Yes. Once the screen popped away it left Harry realising what type of quest he accepted, I mean the failure is DEATH!

A few minutes later Harry heard the front door slam shut which he knew was their way of saying 'Get To Work!', As he crawled out of his closet he quickly went to the fridge and took out all the food that didnt need to be cooked (Bread, Cake, Milk, E.c.t) and came to a problem, he couldn't carry all of it.

As he started brainstorming he remembered that in Might and Magic 2, characters had an inventory that could hold their items. As he called out "Inventory" a screen popped up with him on the right and his clothes in little slots beside his character, on his left was lots of boxes with three boxes occupied, as he looked at the occupied boxes he recognised the three of them as a photo and two books.

He quickly grabbed the picture from his inventory and saw it was a grown man and a grown woman waving at him with a baby in between them, he stared at the picture and saw a water drop fall on it, making it damp and realised he was crying. He quickly wiped his tears away and stood up, he then put the picture back into his inventory, along with all the food he had.

He stood up and took out the two books from his inventory and as he brought them out two screens popped up.

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Would You Like To Learn [Heal]?

Y/N
-

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Would You Like To Learn [Observe]?

Y/N
-

As Harry tapped Yes on both of them new screens popped up.

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(Active) [Heal] Lvl. 1
A Basic Utility Spell For Anyone Wanting To Learn Healing.

100MP Per 100HP
500MP Per Status Effect
-

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(Active) [Ovserve] Lvl. 1
This Skill Alows User To See Targets Information.
It's Current Level Only Allows User To See Max Hp And Mp

1MP Per Use
-

Harry quickly grabbed all the money in Dudleys money box and all the money in his Aunt and Uncles Drawers. He then ran out of the house into a forest only for a screen to pop up.



You Have Entered An Instant Dungeon!

Dungeons are places where reality shifts and the only people that should be there are you and the enemy.

There are many kind of dungeons but this one is called a field dungeon.
No deep dark caves or mighty towers for you to explore, just the beautiful land before you.
-

[Quest Alert!]

Dungeons 101
You've entered your first dungeon!
Escape with your life!

Objective
Defeat All Mobs
Defeat The Boss

Rewards
Experience
?
?
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Harry Has Been Beaten For The Last Time, He Has Been Enabled A Power By His Parents Blessings And Now Has Them Helping Him Along The Way.
He Can Now Use Powers Randomly Selected From Other Worlds.

[Game Start!]

(I dont own any pictures or Harry Potter, I will probably use some other fanfiction Ideas bc I'm unoriginal.)

(Also Note: This Is Heavily Based Off Of Other Harry Potter fan fictions I Think Are
 Good So Call me a copy if you want I will just say that it's TRUE)

(Also Also Note: This May be Based off Other Fanfictions But It Has My Own Twist on it at points soooooo Yea F Off)

August 5, 2001 (Potter Manor)
It was a nice, warm August morning at Potter Manor. This goes double for one Lily Potter. For Lily, her life was perfect. She had an amazing husband who was due for a promotion to Auror captain at his job. She had a magnificent son who she loved with all her heart. In fact, that son just had a birthday a week ago and had turned 6 years old. She could not be more proud of the boy that Arthur was becoming. He was so sweet and kind to everyone he met. He was modest and gracious and got along with almost anyone. Lily would admit that when he was younger, she feared he would end up with too much of James's personality. Luckily that fear was unfounded. He had turned to take more after her even if he did like to perform more than the average amount of pranks and liked to fly a little too fast for her taste on his broom. Despite that, he was a great kid and she loved him.
If all this great news wasn't enough, she had just found out this morning that she was pregnant again? She hadn't told James yet because she wanted to confirm it for herself first. She was ecstatic when the healers at St. Mungos told her. Even more so when she found out that it would be a girl. Oh, how she couldn't wait! All this talk of babies was reminding her of when Arthur was a baby. When he took his first steps, when he said mama for the first time, that time he accidentally climbed on a broomstick and they couldn't get him down for an hour because he was moving too fast and giggling the entire time. Such good memories.
All these old memories were starting to get to Lily feeling nostalgic. She decided to go look at her old photo album of when Arthur was a baby. So she went upstairs to her room. She grabbed the book and went back down the stairs and sat back down on the couch. As soon as she opened the book she was confused. The picture was for the most part what she expected. It was her, James and Arthur looking at the camera and for the most part, smiling, or giggling in Arthur's case. What she didn't expect to see was another baby boy in the picture. This one, unlike Arthur, had hair as black as night and eyes that shined like emeralds. The baby boy had a smile on her face. As she looked at him confused, a single name popped I her mind.
'Harry'
With that name came other things. Memories and emotions she had once felt but had long since forgotten. She quickly flipped through the pages faster and faster looking for more pictures of this boy with her family as memories started to resurface the more she looked at him. As the years went on in the book, the boy was seen less and less. Not only was he seen less but his expression change. While it was first happy like any toddler should be, his smiles soon vanished only to be replaced by blank stares of no emotion almost as if he was dead. By the time they got too Arthurs 4th birthday, there were no more pictures of that black-haired little boy. As she tried to turn the page, she found that she couldn't. She looked at her hand to see that it was shaking. It was shaking uncontrollably and she couldn't stop it. Her vision started to blur and she couldn't seem to stop it. She felt water leak down her cheeks. She attempted to get up but her legs gave out from under her and she toppled to the ground. As soon as she hit the ground she wailed though not of pain but of sadness. She cried and cried and cried as more and more memories of her forgotten child entered her mind then suddenly seemed to stop after he hit the age of three which only made her cry some more.
After twenty minutes of crying a thought suddenly hit her.
'Where is Harry?!' she thought frantically. Suddenly her strength which seemed to have been lost seconds ago returned full force as she tore up the stairs. She checked every single bedroom they had and found nothing. She was really starting to panic as she got to the last door.
'Please God, let him be here' she prayed as she opened the last door. Behind the door was…no one. As she looked around she did see signs of life. Dishes that had disappeared without a trace long ago, books stacked neatly at the edge of the desk. A few old toys that clearly had seen better days. The room had clearly been abandoned long ago. Everything was covered in a thin layer of dust that seemed to coat the room like a blanket. Lily collapsed against the door frame and slowly slid down to the floor. Before letting unconsciousness take her, one thought went through her mind.
'What have I done?'
4:00 pm, same day
James just got home from a tiring day of filing papers at work. He was really trying his best to get that captain position which had been a dream of his since he joined the corps years ago. As he got home though, his raggedness seemed to evaporate as the first thing he did was look for his beautiful magnificent wife. Just as he was about to call out to her, he noticed something unusual about his home. There seemed to be something wrong in the way it looked. It was almost as if a feeling of dread and sadness wafted throughout the house like a late evening breeze. James couldn't remember the last time he felt such a feeling, it would have had to be in the war. This made him concerned.
"Lily, you there?" James yelled out as he started to look around the house. Since they lived in an actual Manor this was no easy feat.
"Lily come on your scaring me. Come on out." James yelled again as he grew slightly panicked. After checking the downstairs area, he decided to check upstairs. He was running now. As soon as he got to the hallway with all the bedrooms, he saw her. She was slumped against the guest bedroom door frame knocked out.
"LILY!" James screamed as he sprinted to her as fast he could, fearing the worst. As soon as he got to her he checked her heart rate and confirmed that she was still alive and sighed with relief as soon as he felt it beating.
"Lily come on wake up. You've got to wake up. You have to be okay. Lily please!" James pleaded to his knocked out wife. As he finished Lily's eyes fluttered open and looked at him. The red and puffy which made him think that she was crying recently.
"Lily, thank god you're okay. Why were you passed out? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" James asked as he hugged his wife to his chest as tight as he could without hurting her.
"James…" Lily whispered, "We forgot him….we forgot about Harry." Lily said. Her voice was completely devoid of all emotion as if someone came and literally drained her of all of them. James looked back at her confused.
"Who's Harry?" James asked, wondering if perhaps they had forgotten about an old friend and wondering why that would upset Lily so much. Lily simply looked at him and her eyes made James feel like he was being sucked a dark abyss full of sadness and loneliness. Lily didn't respond. She simply reached out for the photo album that had fallen on the floor about a foot away from her and gave it to James. James was confused about what the problem was. He opened the book and started to flip through the pages and immediately saw the problem. He too saw the little black-haired boy that he hadn't given a though too in years. He saw as the pages went the boy smiles slowly disappear. He knew then what was coming but still hoped against hope that they didn't forget one of their own flesh and blood. As he kept going through the pages though, his suspicions were proven correct. Harry disappeared completely from the book after Arthur's 4th birthday.
"Lily…where is he…Where's Harry?" James asked as his voice was hoarse with all the raw emotion he was feeling.
"He's gone" Lily whispered back as she clung to James a little tighter and tears started to appear in her eyes.
"Harry's gone."
6 pm, same day
Dumbledore was sitting in his office going over papers before the new school year started. He was sucking on a lemon drop and relaxing in his throne-like chair. That was until his fireplace roared to life and Lily and James appeared. That itself wasn't too out of the ordinary for Dumbledore as his favorite students did stop by every now and again to talk about Arthur and any news on him. He was about to greet both with a grandfatherly smile as he usually did until he took in their appearance. They both looked terrible. It was obvious both had been crying by their red puffy eyes and tear stains down their face.
"James, Lily what's wrong? Did something happen to Arthur." Dumbledore said getting to his feet just in case he needed to depart swiftly.
"Professor it's about Harry," James said back sullenly. Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment. He hadn't even heard a mention of the boy for many years now. He honestly couldn't remember the last time he had even seen the boy. He did relax a little though.
'At least Arthur is safe. Wouldn't have been good for the population if he died now before he could even complete his destiny.
"Ah, I see. How is Harry then? I must confess to not have remembered seeing him that often recently. He's alright I presume?" Dumbledore asked them both.
"He's gone," Lily said as she looked down. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Gone? What do you mean Lily?" Dumbledore asked her seeking to better understand the situation.
"I mean he's gone. We don't know where he is. We think he left a while ago." Lily said still looking only at the ground.
"I see. Well, what efforts have you made to find him?" Dumbledore asked. A sudden thought pierced his mind.
"He couldn't have been kidnapped could he?" Dumbledore now asked jumping at the possibility. While Harry most likely didn't have any information that could put the light side in jeopardy, if a dark family got hold of him, there was no telling how bad it could be especially since children tend to remember quite a bit subconsciously. This suggestion also seemed to also jolt Lily and James.
"You don't really think that could be possible do you, professor?" James asked regaining some of his voice as he suddenly filled with doubt.
"It is entirely possible. If a dark family got hold of him, there's no telling the damage they could do. Not only that but Harry has roughly around the same potential as Arthur if I remember correctly. Should he be raised by the dark, the damage this could cause if they teach him dark magic could astronomical." Dumbledore said as he thought about the situation more.
"Why would they train him in the Dark arts?" James questioned.
"It would be the perfect revenge against Arthur to force him to fight his own twin. With the Dark arts, it would be easy to mold a child into a weapon." Dumbledore said.
"Of course this is still just a theory. There is no guarantee that is what actually happened. Harry might have not been pleased with his home life and decided to leave. Children don't usually have much control of themselves so that is also possible. Either way, we must find him as soon as possible just in case and before he's put in any more danger. I assume you have already tried the tracker spell to try and locate him?" Dumbledore asked. Lily nodded in response to him.
"Hmmm that does not bode well but perhaps a more powerful variant that has an increased range will do the trick," Dumbledore said as he pulled out his wand. He raised his and made a few complex motions before whispering the spell
"Inveniet eam" he said clearly. His wand hovered in his hand before pointing in a direction. He was about to smile at the success of the spell until it did something unusual. His wand changed into an entirely different direction every 3 seconds. First North, then South-East and so on.
"Hmm, this is most unusual," Dumbledore said out loud.
"What? Did the spell work?" Lily asked impatiently.
"It's strange. It has locked onto the target but something seems to be causing its signal to be constantly thrown for a loop. Most interesting." Dumbledore said, truly fascinated by this turn of events.
"So you're saying you can't find him," Lily said starting to sulk again.
"Not immediately I can't but rest assured I will get in touch with all my contacts until Harry has been found and brought home safely," Dumbledore said as he tried to reassure both Potters.
"In the meantime, perhaps you should tell young Sirius and Remus about this so they can help you with your search." Dumbledore offered politely. Both Potters nodded before they left through to the fireplace and went presumably back home.
'Well that was interesting' thought Dumbledore as he slouched back into his throne-like chair.
'We must find and bring that boy back at all cost. Should he fall in the hands of the dark, he could become a real threat to our side' Dumbledore thought. He sat up and got up from his chair and moved to the fireplace. He reached out and grabbed a hand full of Floo powder and threw it in the fireplace. He had a few places to drop by too tonight.

Author: Flameraiser
Authorlink: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/2591156/



Harry has been through a lot yet there are some perks to being as gifted as he is. So he's not going to just sit back and let the world shit on him. He's going to best the absolute best. The first few chapters are hard to read. Get past those and I promise it gets better. Also, I know the beginning sounds very cliche. It's explained later so try to stick with it. M for bad stuff

Two years had passed since we last saw little Harry Potter become a servant of his extended family. Being said servant gave Harry little happiness in life, especially if he failed in a task that his "family" gave him. At first it was small things, smaller helpings at meals, no going to the library, things like that. But slowly, the punishments got worse. At one point, they burned all of Harry's robes, saying they will not tolerate such freakyness in their presence. Luckily, Harry was able to save the moon pendant his mother had given him before he left. The worse punishment however, was a beating. Somehow, the elder Dursleys knew of ways to lessen the damage, but increase the pain that they inflicted on poor Harry. He still had scars, but not as many as he would have had if they had not treated him. Unkown to him, someone was looking for him...

Luckily today Harry had managed to complete his chores and make it to the library without incident. "Hm, what do I want to read today?" He asked himself. Harry had read almost the entire library in his short stay at Little Whining. This included topics such as meditation, history, even a bit of biology. He hadn't studied further, as he knew that the wizarding world had surpassed the muggles after this point. But today, Harry felt was different since the moment he had woken up.

And so, Harry set out in search of anything that would strike up his interest. He wandered for well over an hour, not realizing that he had made his way into an older part of the library. You... come... closer. A voice flowed in the dusty air. Harry looked around for the owner of the voice, but could find no such person near him. Go... forward to... the wall. The voice said. Harry, knowing that magic worked in strange ways, approached the bookshelf that was on the wall.

As he scanned the shelf, a book fell from the very top onto his head. "Ouuuuch." Harry said, gripping his head. Take it... The voice groaned. As soon as Harry grabbed the book, a small jolt of pain wentout through his hand. You are... accepted. The voice said, clearer, and more defined. Harry scanned the book, looking for any sign of a title, or anything to show that this was a library book.

The book itself was a dark green, with black buckles on the binding. It was quite large, being nearly five hundred pages. There was no library check out card on the inside, nor was there a paper identification number on the side. There was no title either, only an emblem on the front. The emblem itself was a strange sight to behold. It was a black circle, with a grand oak tree inside. But on the tree were spikes, jutting out of the wood.

Leave with it... The voice said again. "Who's there?" Harry asked. No answer. Deciding to take the book, making it a journal for Harry, he quickly slid past the librarian, and made his way to his relatives house. "Boy, start helping with dinner." Came his Uncles voice from the living room. "Yes Uncle." Harry said, before putting the book in his room and washing his hands.

Two hours later, after preparing, eating, and cleaning up, Harry sat in his room, dismissed for the night. "Now, lets start my journal." Harry said aloud. September 3, 1987. Harry wrote. After he finished, the words he had written faded away before something that shocked young Harry came back. Is it really? The book replied.

Harry yelped and threw the book off him, landing right-side-up on the floor next to his matress. That was very rude young man. The book wrote. Harry slowly grabbed the book and put it back in his lap. What are you? Harry asked. A remnant of a man, or maybe, all there ever was. The book replied cryptically. What is a remnant? Harry asked.

Don't they teach you kids anything anymore? The book asked rhetorically. Uh, a remnant is a soul that has been magically anchored to a place or object until what they have been required to do has been fulfilled. The book explained. I'm sorry, I was sent away from my parents to live with my muggle relatives. Harry said. What is a muggle? The book asked. A muggle is someone who doesn't have magic. Harry explained. He thought it strange that a person who was magically connected to a book wouldn't know what a muggle is.

Ah, I guess that is what you call the commonfolk. Let me explain more before you ask to many questions. The book said. I am from a time much different than yours. I lived, roughly 1500 years ago, the time when muggles, as you put it, started to worship their god, known as, god. Because of a demi-god, who tried to achieve godhood, and use magic for himself and only himself, he stated that all magic users who were not of the "church" should be killed. A slytherin until the end. This caused many problems for us gifted folk. so many of what was will probably no longer be, this gives you a very rare opportunity. I will explain that later. Do you know what Gringotts is? The book suddenly asked.

Its the main bank of Wizarding Europe and part of Africa and Asia. Harry responded. for those of you wonderibg, Harry had learned some of what was required of the heir of a house, as he was, until he was cast away. Good. Now, I was the last of my family, the Thornwood family. That enblem is ours. I made a deal with Gringotts, enabling my family vault to stay dormant, taking in interest for 3000 years after my death, if I can find a person I could magically adopt into the family. The book explained.

Harry sat for a moment, processing everything that he had learned. After a few minutes, Harry had a relevation. That is why your soul is anchored. And why I found it. Harry wrote. Excellent deduction. Yes, this book has a spell on it that will awaken my spirit, and slowly port the book to where the one that matches the spells specifications. You, dear boy, have been chosen, to revive the Thornwood family. The book explained.

Why was I chosen? Harry asked. You would do well in slytherin or ravenclaw. That mixed with your power and curiosity fit the general personality of my family. That, and we all for some reason we get a different quirk. The book explained. Now before I tell you anything else, you must inform me of your life. The book stated. For the next half hour, Harry wrote out his entire life, starting from when he was born, to how his father turned cold, and his mother was busy with the children-who-lived, to finally becoming a servant of his relatives.

I am sorry for your life Hadrian. I must say though, your mother did seem to love you. When you meet again, and you will, try to form some bond with her, that is, if she hasnt let fame go to her head. Same goes with your siblings. The rest of your family, on the other hand, I must say need a good kick in the backside.

A man in a dark trenchcoat with scars on his face appeared near the library...

Alright, it is time i told you more about myself, and your future. From what i can tell, you will either be stripped of your title as heir to the potter clan, or you already have. That being said I can only offer you the chance to change your life. You must somehow get to Gringotts and show the goblins this book. It is the Grimoire of the Thornwood clan. This book is priceless, and has been bound to you since you first touched it. It will change once you take the blood adoption ritual. Now, as your ancestor, I guess you can say, I will be- "Boy! Come down here." The book said before Vernon interupted.

As Harry made his way down the stairs, he noticed that his Uncle was standing in the front doorway, having said door open, and a slightly familiar man was standing outside. "Boy, do you know this man?" Vernon asked rudely. Harry quietly studied the man. he was slightly taller than average, having a thin mustache and was on the verge of having a goatee. He worn an old worn-out trenchcoat with khaki pants and loafer styled shoes. His most prominent feature were the three scars that ran down his face.

"Uncle... Moony?" Harry asked slowly. The man gave a wolfish smile before laughing. "Haha, its good to see you cub!" He said before hugging Harry. "So you do know this... man?" Vernon asked impatiently. "Yes Uncle Vernon." Harry said, quietly. "Good. Grab your belongings, your leaving with him. And don't you dare come back with your freakyness!" Vernon said before going back to his room.

"Alright Harry, get your things, you are leaving with me." Remus said aloud. Harry ran upstairs, and grabbed only a few things. A picture of his mother, the moon pendant she had given him, and the journal, containing his friend. After coming back down, Remus gave him a concerned look. "Harry, where is your trunk and robes?" He asked. Harrt suddenly looked down at his shoes. "they burned them." He whispered. "What did you say?" Remus said, making sure that he heard his honorary nephew correctly. "They burned them. They gave me clothes that Dudley had out grown to wear." Harry said louder.

Remus's normal hazel eyes flashed amber for a moment until he reigned in his temper, noticing Harry had been frightened. "I am not upset with you cub, I am upset with your relatives." Remus said calmly. "They don't have to be my relatives." Harry said as they walked down the road. "Pardon?" Remus said, catching only a bit of the statement. "Nothing." Harry said quickly. "No what did you say?" Remus asked. "Can we talk about this later?" Harry asked. "Fine, but we will talk later." Remus said before offering his hand to Harry's. "Grab hold, and hold on, this is going to be uncomfortable." Renus said with a happy smile. Harry, not knowing what to expect, grabbed on to Remus's legs tightly. "Hold on" he said with a chuckle before they apparated to the alley across from the Leaky Cauldron.

"Hello Tom." Remus said as he ushered Harry to their room. "Now what is this about the Dursleys not having to be your relatives?" Remus asked. "Um, well, I um..." Harry started, trying to find the right words as to not get his opportunity of a better life taken away. "It's okay Harry, you can tell me, I wont be mad." Remus said. "You promise?" Harry asked. Remus nodded with a smile, having truly forgotten that Harry was just a seven year old. "Pinky promise." Remus said, holding out his pinky.

"I am, um, have been, given the chance at being blood adopted." Harry said. "Are you thinking about it. And who gave you this offer?" Remus asked, concerned for his nephew. "He hasn't told me his name, but he said he's what's known as a remnant." Harry said. This made Remus relax a bit. Remnants weren't exactly dark creatures, but creatures in general were Remus's forte.

"Did he say what his family name is?" Remus asked. "He said the Thornwood family." Harry said. Remus's eyes widened at this. The Thornwood family had been dormant for nearly 1500 years. "Why are you thinking of accepting his offer?" Remus asked. "He told me that I probably would be stripped of my title as heir of the potter clan." Harry said before yawning

"It seems that you are ready for bed. We do have a busy day tomorrow after all." Remus said before transfiguring Harry's clothes into sleep wear. "We'll finish this talk in the morning." Remus said, before putting harry in the bed beside him. There was much to talk about indeed

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