This is me having fun with this my first novel open for suggestions


*picture not mine if it's ownar need I can take it down as always I don't own harry potter or any other names that my be mentioned*

A guy dies and gets transmigrated into Harry Potter Universe and tries to become strongest.

P.S. English is not my native language.

Disclaimer : I don't own any part of Harry Potter Universe other than my oc, J.K. Rowling Does. 
I also don't own the cover picture.

Harry Potter was looking at the photo book given by Hagrid. It had the picture of Harry Potter and his parents together(i mean harry potter and his parents when he was a baby. You know his parents are not alive now right.). Suddenly, his stepmother and father called him. He went down and saw them taking some delicious food and putting them on the table. " you will stay here and serve the guests food." said his stepfather to his stepmother. " you will open the door and allow the guest to enter" declared his stepfather to his stepbrother. " and you! You will do what?" his stepfather asked him. " I will just stay in my room." said Harry.

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
-

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.

-
Would You Like To Learn [Heal]?

Y/N
-

-
Would You Like To Learn [Observe]?

Y/N
-

As Harry tapped Yes on both of them new screens popped up.

-

(Active) [Heal] Lvl. 1
A Basic Utility Spell For Anyone Wanting To Learn Healing.

100MP Per 100HP
500MP Per Status Effect
-

-
(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
?
?
-

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)

Chapter 11

Blood and Chocolate

Hermione had decided that she would come over Ron's apartment at least twice a week to clean up the chaotic mess. She didn't mind it really, she just hated it when every single word out of Ron's mouth was Karina this, Karina that… It annoyed Hermione, but she wasn't jealous.

Was she?

"And she said the cutest thing yesterday…" Ron rambled on and on as Hermione blocked him out. She fished out a couple of soda cans from underneath the sofa and much to her surprise and disgust, found some dirty boxers on top of the kitchen counter.

"… isn't it so cute and funny?" Ron went on. "And then she said…"

Hermione saw that the only thing untouched and spotless was a picture of Ron and Karina. It was a Muggle photograph, of course. Karina would be quite surprised to see a moving picture. It was placed daintily in the middle of the coffee table where Ron probably kneeled in front of, staring at it for a good deal of time everyday. And in the photograph, Ron looked extremely happy.

Hermione wasn't jealous. She felt happy for Ron. He was well on his way of winning this bet. And it seemed like this was more than a bet to him. Karina was the real thing…

Hermione wasn't jealous.

She definitely wasn't.

Harry bit down on a Chocolate Frog while cleaning around the bookcase seeing as how Draco never liked to clean anything other than himself. He came across a thin book titled The Little Prince and he picked it up out of curiosity. Harry didn't remember buying a book like this so it must've belonged to Draco. He looked at the cover and began flipping through the pages. What need does Draco have of a children's book? Harry settled on a random page and began reading:
It was then that a fox appeared.

"Good morning," said the fox.

"Good morning," the little prince answered politely, though when he turned around he saw nothing.

"I'm here," the voice said, "under the apple tree."

"Who are you?" the little prince asked. "You're very pretty…"

"I'm a fox," the fox said.

"Come and play with me," the little prince proposed. "I'm feeling so sad."

"I can't play with you," the fox said. "I'm not tamed."

"Ah! Excuse me," said the little prince. But upon reflection he added, "What does 'tamed' mean?"

… "… It means to 'create ties'…"

"'To create ties'?"

"That's right," the fox said. "For me you're only a little boy just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you have no need of me, either. For you I'm only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, we'll need each other. You'll be the only boy in the world for me. I'll be the only fox in the world for you…"

Draco walked through the front door and slammed it shut just as Harry stuffed the book back amongst the others and shoved the rest of the Chocolate Frog into his mouth. The blonde ambled across the living room and lazily plopped down on the sofa. He looked towards Harry's direction and pinned him down with his gaze.

"What?" Harry asked, his mouth bulging with chocolate.

"Potter…" Draco drew in a deep breath. "Do you miss women?"

Harry was caught off guard as he stared wide-eyed at Draco. He swallowed the chocolate and opened his mouth to speak; but a laugh escaped instead.

"What?" Draco narrowed his eyes. "I'm asking a serious question here!"

Harry shook his head and chuckled, "Malfoy. We're not actually gay. So if you're missing women so terribly we can end this little charade right now if you'd like."

Draco looked annoyed as if that wasn't the answer he expected. Harry blinked in confusion as he watched the boy stomp into his bedroom and slam his door shut. But within seconds, the door opened again.

"Does it scare you?" Draco asked in a desperate tone. "Doing all this gay business, does it freak you out? Disgust you?"

"A b-bit, I guess," Harry stammered. "But we're just pretending, so…"

Draco grabbed Harry by the wrist and pulled him into the bedroom. He pushed Harry onto the bed and pinned him down by the shoulders.

"Malfoy!" Harry struggled to free himself. "What the bloody fuck are you doing!"

"Shut up," Draco whispered dangerously.

"Don't tell me what to— Mmmfff!"

Draco cut Harry off by pressing a rather aggressive kiss on his lips. Harry was trapped as he felt the weight of the boy pushed down against him; Draco's hips were unconsciously grinding against his. Harry desperately clutched onto the bed sheets and tightly shut his eyes waiting for some sanity to dawn upon Draco's mind… Draco licked and gently chewed on Harry's lower lip, coaxing him to open his mouth a little wider. Harry's common sense faded away slowly and was replaced by a sort of misty feeling. The brunette could do nothing else but oblige as he granted full entrance. Their tongues met and began to wrestle violently, almost angrily. Each fighting for domination. And since Draco was on top, he had already claimed control and decided to flaunt it by pulling away and sucking on Harry's lower lip. It was all going well until…

"OUCH!"

"Ah shit, Harry. I'm sorry—"

"Uh, yeah!" Harry's hand went up to his lip which was bleeding. Draco had bitten down a little harder than he intended to. "Are you trying to be a goddamn vampire?"

Draco immediately grabbed a box of tissues from the dresser and pressed a single tissue against Harry's lip, "Merlin, Potter… I didn't mean to take a chomp out of your lip—"

"Would've fooled me," Harry muttered, yanking the tissue away so he would be able to tend to himself. "What the hell was going on in your brain? Pushing me down like that…"

"If I remember correctly, Potter, you didn't exactly fight me off," Draco narrowed his eyes.

"Left me no choice, did you, Malfoy?" Harry glared. "You kinda had me pinned down so I could hardly move; much less SPEAK with your mouth bruising mine."

"Ah… you left out a tiny detail…"

"What?"

"You kissed me back!" Draco's face turned red as he watched Harry's green eyes haze over with a faraway expression.

"We were just practicing," Harry finally muttered, dropping the tissue.

Draco sighed and scooted closer, picking up the tissue and began dabbing at Harry's bloody lip, "Sorry 'bout that…"

Harry shrugged, "Doesn't matter now anyway." He paused and watched Draco tending to his bloody lip. Draco's face was so close that Harry's eyes grazed across the blonde's flawless skin and locked his stare right on his calm gray eyes. Harry's heartbeat slowly increased from normal to racing. It wasn't like he'd never been this close to Draco before… but…

Draco felt Harry's gaze on him and he slowly shifted his gray eyes upwards. Gray locked with green. For a brief moment, neither boy knew what to do. They felt embarrassed and awkward and the close proximity of their lips… if they initiated a kiss right now, they would just refer to it as "practice." And they both knew very well that it wasn't the right word to use… At the moment, they didn't care. Draco dropped the tissue he was holding and gently let his lips brush against Harry's. He waited to see the boy's reaction before going further. Harry didn't resist. So Draco leaned back in and placed weightless kisses on Harry's lips, encouraging him to open up a bit more. Harry didn't fight back this time as he allowed the blonde to gently kiss him. He liked it better seeing as the aggressiveness from earlier had disappeared.

Tastes like blood and chocolate… Draco thought as he slightly deepened the kiss. This wasn't so bad after all… All this business of pretending to be gay. Suddenly, sirens went off in Draco's head. PRETENDING to be gay. He thought to himself. Oh, Merlin… this is supposed to be pretending and here he was, enjoying it. He abruptly pulled himself away from Harry who seemed to be thinking the same thing. Both boys quickly distanced themselves from each other and fell in an uncomfortable silence.

Draco broke the silence with a sigh, "All that practicing got to my head, I guess… I'm sorry." Harry didn't respond. Draco looked over towards his direction and saw that Harry's back was facing him. "Potter?"

He saw Harry's shoulders tremble slightly, "So it was just practice? Just another one of your test runs?"

Draco looked affronted, "Test runs, Potter?" he spat. "Are you serious? Did you consider that a bloody test run?"

"Well, you just said—"

"Who cares what I said," Draco muttered furiously.

Harry fully faced him as his eyebrows drew together, "What are you getting so effing annoyed about?"

"You!" Draco answered, exasperated. "I never know what the hell you're thinking. I can usually read you like a book, but lately you've been so… gone. Do you like me? Do you hate me? I honestly don't know."

"All this coming from you, it's almost hilarious," Harry let out a derisive laugh. "This was your idea. Your little scheme for getting money and your name in the papers. And what the hell, Malfoy: Do I like you? This is all PRETEND, I'm not supposed to like you! And you're not supposed to like me either—"

"Who ever said I did!" Draco's voice rose. "I'm not doing all this because I'm bloody in love with you!"

"I. Don't. Give. A. Shit." Harry said between clenched teeth.

"Oh yeah, you're so convincing," Draco drawled sardonically. "The way you were kissing me totally proved it—"

"You kissed me."

"Oh, I'm sorry, you didn't like it? I totally felt your resentment when you were MOANING AND GROANING—"

"I was not—"

"Oh, Draco!" the blonde purred in a falsetto voice. "Rip my clothes off and make me feel good—"

"I did not say that!"

"Ah, but you were thinking it!"

Harry's eye twitched violently, "You are so friggin' random!" He fell back on the bed and threw his hands up in defeat. "Whatever. I hate you, so think whatever you want. Bloody git…"

Draco shrugged and stood up. He walked towards the door but paused before turning the knob, "About that last kiss… it wasn't just practice, was it? Tell me I'm not crazy," he paused. "Tell me that it felt…" his voice trailed off.

"Real?" Harry finished Draco's sentence.

Draco merely shrugged again as he silently shut the door behind him.

Draco's Corner: A few select love letters to me!
Dear Gay Men's Walking Wet Dream,

Yes, I am beholding. I am beholding your pulsating aura of hot, passionate sex. In fact, it radiates halfway around the world from you! How do I know this? Because I am currently vacationing in someplace sunny (I won't tell you exactly where, since this owl might get intercepted and I'd be swarmed by rabid paparazzi! I'll tell you personally when we DO meet. Trust me, we will. sinister look ) and I suddenly feel hot and wet and horny and I wonder why. Then it takes my lust-addled brain minutes to figure out that it's your hot, manly aura of mannish manliness that's responsible for the slickness between my legs.

I wish I were gay, because then, I'd have a chance with you..or Harry..OR you AND Harry. Whadd'ya say I get a sex change right now?

Waiting with bag of galleons on standby for sexchange,
Ivanna (as in I still Vanna HarryDraco sandwich)

P.S.
I believe that there are no straight men in this world. Only those who have yet to meet Draco.

XXXxxxXXXXxxxxXXxxx

Dear Ivanna,

You have made me incredibly horny. My shaft refuses to calm down. Meet me at my apartment at 9 am. Harry won't be home. Bring a condom and plenty of whipped cream. We will have fun.

Sexually yours,

Draco

P.S. I absolutely adore that last bit you wrote. We must do lunch after sex.

Dear Draco,
I love you and all, really I do. But must you be always so vain? Beauty is something that passes pretty quickly you know. What will you do then when you won't be able to pose anymore? Live off of your fortune alone because no woman would live with someone so full of himself as you. Sure you're young and you want to live your life, but keep your head on your shoulders. Your father is right there, there will be a time when you'll really have to settle. So start looking around, hell start looking more closely at Harry, if you work a little, he won't be able to resist you. Put away that arrogance of yours around him and don't give me that 'I'm not gay' crap, we both know that is't true, you're so cliché it's funny.
Stop joking and start loving
your devoted friend, Mandy.

XXXxxxXXXXxxxxXXxxx

Dear Mandy,

You make me want my mommy… (sniffles). Mother! I miss my Mommy! I haven't had any advice in such a long time. But here's the fact of the matter: I, DRACO MALFOY, WILL STAY YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL FOREVER. Even when I do become an old geezer (which I won't), my sexiness will just be TOO strong and it will take over the world. It's true! I bet you a million gazillion fafillion Galleons.

Draco looked at Mandy's letter and scratched his chin with the tip of his quill. She was quite right, actually. He hated it when people, other than him, were right.

Well…

He continued scribbling on the parchment. He needed to end the reply to this too-smart letter with a bang. He didn't know how else to answer her.

I'm a Sex God.

Not-Conceitedly yours,

Draco

Dear Draco...

I know its all a scam and if you dont have sex sometime soon I promise... I will let the world know. Also, if you dont put a naked picture of youself on...somebodys livejournal then I promise the world will know of yours and Harrys not so 'together' relationship.

Love you

Ash

XXXxxxXXXXxxxxXXxxx

Dear Ash,

Do you DARE, threaten ME, DRACO MALFOY, with BLACKMAIL!... ….. Oh please, please, please, don't tell anyone. I will love you forever. I will lick your toes and kiss your hands (and other places if you want). Look! I'm groveling at your feet! The great sexy beautiful Draco Malfoy has been reduced to this! My dear girl, I'll do anything, just SHUSH. Must I whip you?

Eternally yours until I find a way to murder you,

Draco

Dear Draco and Harry,
Who do you think you are kidding? Like your act is believeable. There is no way you two are dating! I don't believe it at all! I work for the paper and I will write a article telling the truth of you two if you don't amitt of your scam or prove that it's real!

signed, Lavender Brown

XXXxxxXXXXxxXXXXxxx

Dear Lavender,

Ah, long time no see! Assassins will be trailing you and you will be dead by tomorrow morning. Good day!

Evilly yours,

Draco

XXXxxxXXXxxxxxxXXxxxx

Dear Lavender,

What Draco said.

Harry

Chapter 55

A Father's Greatest Fear

Lily's POV

I went back to the common room. Harry, Hermione and Ron were awake. I also saw Ginny there.

"Give me that book. Now."

He didn't move, so Ginny snatched the book and gave it to me. I opened the book and my eyes went wide.

"Oh my god. Where did you get this?"

"That first potions class. It was in the cupboard."

I knew exactly who this book belonged to.

"You know who the Half-Blood Prince is?" Hermione asked.

I didn't answer. I left the common room and went straight to my father. I pounded on the door and he threw it open.

"Lillian what on earth…!?"

I held up the book so he saw the name inside. I'd never seen this look on his face. Shock, realization… and a slight bit of fear.

"Where did you get this?" he asked slowly.

"I can't tell you."

He narrowed his eyes.

"Lillian you tell me where you found this right now."

I didn't want Harry to get in trouble.

"I got it from someone who got it out of a cupboard."

"And you're not going to tell me who it is? Even though they almost killed the boy you love? The boy who asked you to marry him?"

My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped.

"I know that ring. Even if you wear it on the other hand, I know what it is. It looks beautiful on you. And if you won't tell me, that means it was Potter."

"Daddy please don't do anything. Harry didn't know what that spell would do."

"Lillian you know I can't- What are you doing?!"

I grabbed the book and ran to the fireplace. I pointed my wand and set it on fire.

"You can't do anything. You have no evidence. I'm sorry."

I heard him sigh so I turned around. His back was to me, his hand behind his back.

"No, I'm sorry Lillian. I'm sorry for so many things. I won't do anything. Now get to bed."

I slowly walked to the door. I looked at him and he hugged me tightly.

"I love you Lily."

I hugged him, but I was a little worried. He never acted like this. Almost like he was saying good bye.

"I love you too, dad."

He let me go and I smiled before leaving.

Snape's POV

I watched my only daughter leave. I knew that tonight she would hate me. But I would rather she hate me, than lose her forever. The dark lord would kill her if he doubted my loyalty. I was not going to let that happen. And I couldn't let Draco do it. I couldn't let him become a killer. Lily would never forgive me if I did. I picked up the picture she'd given me for Christmas. The smile on her little face made me so happy. My beautiful baby girl. I'd raised her right, and she'd grown into a beautiful, intelligent, kind young woman. She was the best of my life, she made me so proud and I knew she always would. I used to be afraid of many things. The dark lord, at one point James Potter. Now, all I was afraid of, was losing my daughter. And I was going to do everything in my power to make certain that didn't happen. Even if it cost me my life. I couldn't save her mother, but I would save Lily.

I wrote a letter to Lily and hid it in the picture. Then, I knew it was time for me to leave.

Lily's POV

When I went to visit Draco that night, he was gone! I looked for him everywhere, but he wasn't on the fourth floor. I searched all his favorite places. All that was left was the Astronomy Tower. As I went up, someone grabbed me and pulled me under the floor. I turned to look into my brother's green eyes. He held his finger to his lips and I looked up. Draco was there, his wand pointed at Dumbledore. Draco had tears in his eyes, and I didn't fail to notice the death eaters behind him. Harry and I stood there watching. I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. I raised my wand and turned, but it was only dad. He held his finger to his lips and we nodded. He looked at me and then pulled me to him. He hugged me tightly.

"I love you, Lillian. My daughter." He whispered.

He let me go and I stood there confused.

"No."

I held my breath and Harry took my hand.

"Severus. Please."

"Avada Kedavra!"

My eyes went wide. Dumbledore fell from the tower. My beloved father had killed Dumbledore. He'd killed a man who'd always tried to protect Harry and I. I slowly shook my head. There had to be a reason! Dad took Draco away and the death eaters followed. Harry ran after them, but I couldn't find a way to move.

Harry's POV

I ran down the hill.

"Snape! He trusted you!"

Snape and Malfoy turned.

"Sectumsempra!"

He blocked. I kept firing spells, too angry to care if I killed him or not. He knocked me off my feet and walked forward.

"You dare use my own spells against me? I'm the Half-Blood Prince."

"Back away from him!"

Lily's POV

I slowly walked forward with my wand pointed at my father. He didn't even raise his wand. I got between him and Harry.

"Go. Leave." I said.

"Lillian…"

"I don't want to hear it! Get out of here! Don't come back!"

I actually saw a tear in his eye.

"I'm sorry."

He turned and left before I could say anything. Draco was looking at me. I smiled at him and mouthed 'I love you'. He smiled a bit and then my dad dragged him away.

"I will find you and bring you home, Draco. I will always find you." I whispered.

I turned ad knelt down next to Harry. I helped him up and we went back to the castle. Everyone was gathered around. They slowly parted for Harry and I to come through. Dumbledore lay there on the ground. I came up next to Ron and Hermione. Harry knelt down next to Dumbledore and cried softly. Ginny went forward and put her arms around him. I lit my wand and held it up to the sky. Soon, everyone's wands were lit and aimed to the sky. The dark mark slowly vanished and they took Dumbledore away.

Lesss seee here.....

I'm not dropping the book.

Never ever EVER!

Hmmmmm.

I'm trying to write for patreo_n so that's why I haven't been updating.

I might update once every two days? For normal releases that is until ******* is ten chapters ahead.

Anyways. Enjoy.

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"Hermione, where are we going?" Harry asked, after she had led them down through four floors, and started down the marble staircase into the entrance hall.

"You'll see, you'll see in a minute!" said Hermione excitedly.

She turned left at the bottom of the staircase and hurried toward the door. Harry had never been through here before. 

He and Ron dragged Arth with them and followed Hermione down a flight of stone steps, but instead of ending up in a gloomy underground passage like the one that led to Snape's dungeon, they found themselves in a broad stone corridor, brightly lit with torches, and decorated with cheerful paintings that were mainly of food.

"Oh hang on . . ." said Harry slowly, halfway down the corridor. "Wait a minute, Hermione. . . ."

"What?" She turned around to look at him, anticipation all over her face.

"I know what this is about," said Harry.
He nudged Ron and pointed to the painting just behind Hermione. It showed a gigantic silver fruit bowl.

"Hermione!" said Ron, catching on. "You're trying to rope us into that spew stuff again!"

"No, no, I'm not!" she said hastily. "And it's not spew, Ron —"

"Then why are we here?" said Ron with a raised eyebrow.

"I came down here just now, to talk to them all, and I realized — oh just come on."

She seized Arth's arm, pulled him in front of the picture of the giant fruit bowl, stretched out her forefinger, and tickled the huge green pear. It began to squirm, chuckling, and suddenly turned into a large green door handle. Hermione seized it, pulled the door open, and pushed Arth hard in the back, forcing him inside. Harry and Ron followed them albeit suspiciously.

Harry had one brief glimpse of an enormous, high-ceilinged room, large as the Great Hall above it, with mounds of glittering brass pots and pans heaped around the stone walls, and a great brick fireplace at the other end, when something small hurtled toward him from the middle of the room, squealing, "Harry Potter, sir! Harry Potter!"

Next second all the wind had been knocked out of him as the squealing elf hit him hard in the midriff, hugging him so tightly he thought his ribs would break.

"D-Dobby?" Harry gasped.

"It is Dobby, sir, it is!" squealed the voice from somewhere around his navel. "Dobby has been hoping and hoping to see Harry Potter, sir, and Harry Potter has come to see him, sir!"

Dobby let go and stepped back a few paces, beaming up at Harry, his enormous, green, tennis-ball-shaped eyes brimming with tears of happiness. He looked almost exactly as Harry remembered him; the pencil-shaped nose, the batlike ears, the long fingers and feet — all except the clothes, which were very different.

He was wearing a tea cozy for a hat, on which he had pinned a number of bright badges; a tie patterned with horseshoes over a bare chest, a pair of what looked like children's soccer shorts, and odd socks. One of these, Harry saw, was the black one Harry had removed from his own foot and tricked Mr. Malfoy into giving Dobby, thereby setting Dobby free. The other was covered in pink and orange stripes.

How. . . . Hideous.

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"Want to go to the hospital wing and check on Hermione?" Chris asked as they left the classroom.
"Sure let's go." Harry replied and they set of towards the hospital wing.
"You ok Harry?" Chris asked.
"Yeah... kind of." Harry said. "She had to bring my parents, hadn't she?"
"After reading her old articles I hoped that much." Chris replied.
"You know Chris, I was thinking what if I wasn't selected? I would've been cheering for Cedric like others, thinking excitedly what's daring task would be the first one?" Harry sighed. "Ron would've talking with me, we would've laughing with Hermione about this photoshoot and Daily Prophet's article."
"Ron will come around, don't worry." Chris replied smiling.
As they reached the Hospital Wing, Chris wasn't surprised seeing Ginny, Luna and Colin still there with Hermione.
"Madam Pomfrey said, it'll take the night to get back to normal." Ginny said as they saw Chris and Harry.
Chris saw a scarf tied around Hermione's mouth and her eyes looked like she just stopped crying. She wasn't able to talk.
After few minutes, Madam Pomfrey hurried them out of the Hospital wing and all of them went for dinner.
"I need to finish this fast." Harry said eating a little fast. "I've lots of extra work on Summoning Charms."
"You're still stuck there?" Ginny said surprised. "C'mon Harry, even Neville finished it yesterday."
"Yeah not flawlessly but did." Chris said.
"Great just great." Harry sighed. "I've to ask Hermione for help."
"Relax, will you?" Luna said. "You're worrying too much Harry and that's why you can't concentrate. Ask Chris, she can do summoning charms, even without her wand. You just need concentration for that."
"Really?" Harry asked surprised. "You can do it without wand?"
Chris sighed, "yeah but it's nothing special. You just have to imagine things, feel the magic around you and it'll happen automatically."
"Teach me." Harry said finishing his desert.

___________________________________

Next morning, Chris didn't know how but Ginny and Hermione came to an agreement about sticking together for Harry. 
Chris wrote the article in two days and send it to Mr Lovegood.
Dennis and Colin came up with a plan to change the Badges made by Malfoy.
So one afternoon, Chris, Harry, Colin, Ginny and Hermione were sitting between the pile of books, Hermione gathered few books about creating and changing Badges; Colin and Ginny were bending over those books, and Hermione was showing Harry the theories about summon charms as he wasn't able to concentrate properly. Chris was just going through a advanced charms book.
"Oh no, he's back again, why can't he read on his stupid ship?" said Hermione irritably as Viktor Krum slouched in, cast a surly look over at them, and settled himself in a distant cor­ner with a pile of books. "His fan club'll be here in a moment, twittering away. …"
"Is he here a lot?" Ginny asked.
"More than you can imagine." Harry replied.
"Guess, someone is just like our Hermione...." Chris said chuckling. "...thinks books are life."
"Hmph." Hermione stuffed her nose again into the book.
"Chris!" Luna and Shawn came towards them.
Chris saw, Luna and Shawn both holding two piles of same books.
"Father just sent those." Luna said putting them down.
It was the month's Quibbler. Ginny and Colin hurriedly grabbed two from the pile and opened the article written by Chris.
"I just read that, Chris." Shawn said smiling. "I'll buy one for Victor. I'll also tell everyone of Durmstrangs to buy them. Our Headmaster will be overjoyed after seeing this article."
"Thanks." Chris smiled.
"Give it to him, he's just here." Hermione said without looking away from her book.
"Who?" Shawn asked surprised then looked around and spotted Victor. "Victor and so many books? That's a little surprising."
Shawn took one Quibbler and headed towards Krum. Harry took one too and Hermione peaked into it.
Chris's article was very different from Rita Skeeter's article, which appeared 10 days ago. In Rita Skeeter's article, much of the front page had been given over to a picture of Harry; the article (continuing on pages two, six, and seven) had been all about Harry, the names of the Beauxbatons and Durm­strang champions (misspelled) had been squashed into the last line of the article, and Cedric hadn't been mentioned at all.

I suppose I get my strength from my parents. I know they'd be very proud of me if they could see me now. … Yes, sometimes at night I still cry about them, I'm not ashamed to admit it. … I know nothing will hurt me during the tournament, because they're watching over me. …

Rita had also mentioned Chris.

Harry has at last found love at Hogwarts. Christina Norton, a pretty Muggle-born girl, who is one year younger than Harry, denied to leave Harry alone during even his interview, saying she was also taking interviews of the Triwizard Tournament as well. Though she is inexperienced in this reporting world, we can appreciate her dedication of writing to get more publicity for her already very popular boyfriend Harry Potter.

And the article went on more and more about Chris and Harry. Chris didn't mind her sarcasm on the article as she already knew that Rita Skeeter was very much pissed on her from the first day. The bad part was students were more taunting Harry and Chris all the time. Unlike Chris, Harry took it very personally when people asked him that if he was still crying about his parents.

On the other hand, Chris's article was only two pages, she gave each champion a paragraph. She started it with the picture of the Goblet of Fire (which Colin took on the Halloween's day.) and ended with a group picture of the four champions. She wrote it starting with Victor Krum, the Durmstrang champion, then Fleur Delacour, Beauxbatons champion, then two Hogwarts Champions, Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter.
Chris wrote more about Cedric than Harry. In fact she just wrote that Harry being the fourth champion was an accident as he was under-age and didn't try to enter.

"You wrote like, Victor Krum is some kind of hero." Hermione said reading the article.
"Isn't he Hermione? I mean people like to think he's a hero and also he's a international Quidditch player. It was important to give him that much credit." Chris replied.
"What about Fleur?" Ginny asked. "Do you really think she's the most beautiful Beauxbatons girl?"
"I didn't say she is the most beautiful one, I just said I hope her skills matches her beauty." Chris said chuckling. Don't know why but of all the champions Ginny never liked Fleur from the first day.
"You wrote nice about Cedric." Harry said grinning. "Thank you for giving me the shortest paragraph."
"Your welcome." Chris said.
"And that's also cleared that you're not writing for only Harry's publicity." Ginny said.
"True. Now we need to sell those. Colin let's go." Luna said dragging Colin.
"But the Badges?" Colin said worriedly.
"Chris and I will fix it don't worry go." Ginny said.
And Luna took Shawn and Colin to sell her Quibbler. 

By the evening, Luna's every copy of Quibbler was brought and; Chris and Ginny found the way to change the Badges pretty quickly.
As Ginny, Chris, Colin, Harry and Hermione made their way back to Gryffindor tower after dinner, they found the room buzzing excitedly.
"What happened?" Colin asked one of his roommate Alex.
"First Hogsmeade weekend," said Alex, grinning as he pointed at a notice that had appeared on the battered old noticeboard. "This Saturday."
"Cool." Colin replied as he made his way towards the notice board.
"I'm really excited. I mean, I've only heard about the shops in Hogsmeade. This is going to be so fun." Ginny said excitedly. "This is the first time we'll be visiting them, except you count the tour to Shrieki...."
"Yeah right. This is our first time visiting Hogsmeade." Chris said loudly, stopping Ginny.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other confused. Harry, Ron and Hermione still don't know about, last year when Chris, Ginny and Colin sneaked into Hogsmeade and attacked Harry and Ron.
"So are you coming?" Chris asked Harry.
"Of course we'll go. He really needs unwinding a bit." Hermione replied.
"What about Ron, though?" Harry asked Hermione. "Don't you want to go with him?"
"I thought we might meet up with him in the Three Broomsticks. …" Hermione answered.
"No," said Harry flatly.
"Oh Harry, this is so stupid —"
"I'll come, but I'm not meeting Ron, and I'm wearing my Invis­ibility Cloak." Harry said angrily.
"Then go alone." Ginny snapped. "You're not invited with us."
"Ginny?" Harry looked really surprised. Ginny usually talk with him normally but she never snapped at him.
"I'm serious Harry, we're working so hard to fix your reputation in school. Telling people the truth that you're not competing willingly..." Ginny said angrily. "But... no, that's not enough right? You still have go and hide from people in your invisibility cloak."
"You know she kind of have a point." Colin said coming behind them. "It's alright Harry. You can come with us without hiding."
Harry looked at Ginny, Colin, Hermione and Chris then sighed as he realized no one wants him under the cloak.
"Fine. I'll go without the cloak but no one will force me to meet Ron there." He said looking at Hermione.

Before Saturday, Chris and Ginny made all the Badges right. They changed it from SUPPORT CEDRIC DIGGORY and POTTER STINKS to SUPPORT HOGWARTS CHAMPIONS: CEDRIC AND HARRY. Chris found a easy trick for this, they needed to change very few Badges and the others changed it on their own, with just one wave of Chris and Ginny's wand. People were really confused and didn't realize tge change first, after noticing Malfoy was furious and tried to change them back but unfortunately he didn't understand how anyone did that so the Badges were stuck like that.

Next morning was Saturday, the day to officially enter Hogsmeade. All the third years were excited. Chris, Ginny and Colin went to Great Hall for breakfast. Harry, Hermione and Luna were already there. They quickly finished their eating and all of them went to the Entrance Hall, where Filch, the caretaker, was standing inside the front doors, checking off names against a long list, peering suspiciously into every face, and making sure that no one was sneaking out who shouldn't be going.

"First to Huneydukes, right?" Colin asked excitedly.
"Yes. Let's go." Hermione replied, looking happier.
As they enter Honeydukes, Chris realized how many students go to Hogwarts. The shop was packed with Hogwarts students. And that wasn't not the fun part, it was the shop itself. There were shelves upon shelves of the most succulent-looking sweets imaginable. Creamy chunks of nougat, shimmering pink squares of coconut ice, fat, honey-coloured toffees; hundreds of different kinds of chocolate in neat rows; there was a large barrel of Every Flavour Beans, and another of Fizzing Whizzbees, the levitating sherbet balls that Fred and George had mentioned; along yet another wall were 'Special Effects' sweets: Drooble's Best Blowing Gum (which filled a room with bluebell-coloured bubbles that refused to pop for days), the strange, splintery Toothflossing Stringmints, tiny black Pepper Imps ('breathe fire for your friends!'), Ice Mice ('hear your teeth chatter and squeak!'), peppermint creams shaped like toads ('hop realistically in the stomach!'), fragile sugar-spun quills and exploding bonbons.
Soon all of them were buying, eating and laughing in the shop.
After buying lots of sweets they all left Honeydukes.
"I think we should go the post office next. You haven't seen it yet." Hermione said to Ginny.
"Yeah. that would be.... Harry?" Ginny said as Harry suddenly ducks behind them. "What're you doing?"
"Look behind." Harry hissed.
Chris looked around and saw Rita Skeeter and her photographer friend had just emerged from the Three Broomsticks pub. Talking in low voices, they were about to pass them when she noticed Chris. Harry was still hiding behind Colin, Ginny and Hermione in a corner near Honeydukes shop's wall. Rita looked around Chris and her friends, obvious looking for Harry.
"He's in there." Chris said pointing at the Honeydukes shop door. "Go and find hin if you want." 
Rita smirked and peaked into Honeydukes, the shop was still crowded. Finding someone there was almost impossible.
"Don't worry dear. I've plenty of time to catch him." Rita Skeeter replied still smirking and passed them with her Photographer. When they were gone, Harry said, "She's staying in the village. I bet she's coming to watch the first task."
"Obviously." Chris said. "She's Rita Skeeter, Harry. I've even read some of her articles about some places where she wasn't even present. God knows how she do these things."
"Why don't we go and have a butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks, it's a bit cold, isn't it?" Hermione said. "It'll be safe for Harry. I don't think she'll come back there."
"Alright. We can see the other things later." Luna replied smiling.

The Three Broomsticks was also packed, mainly with Hogwarts stu­dents enjoying their free afternoon, but also with a variety of mag­ical people Chris rarely saw anywhere else. Chris supposed that as Hogsmeade was the only all-wizard village in Britain, it was a bit of a haven for creatures like hags, who were not as adept as wizards at disguising themselves.
They all sat on a corner table and Chris went to buy drinks. Chris saw many familiar faces on the way, Irena and Melvin were talking to few other Hufflepuffs about the Badges which were changed overnight; Ron was sitting with Fred and George; Jason was sitting with Theodore in a corner drinking a butterbeer while reading a book. After ordering six butterbeers, Chris just turned around to walk back when she heard Hagrid's hushed voice from the near by table. He was sitting with Mad-Eye, Chris hurried away, as she wasn't going to eavesdrop and get caught by Moody again; but then she heard something which stopped her from moving.
"Four Dragons!"

"Your daughter is a witch, Mr Norton."
"A what?"

A perfectly normal girl's world turns upside down when she was informed that she is a witch and she will attend the Wizarding school Hogwarts. 

A story of a muggle-born witch who has to face the problems created by the dark lord and many more unknown dangers. 

Her journey is much more than any other student. She is specially chosen for something. Join her and see the Magical world from her point of view.



Disclaimer: Jk Rowling owns the Original Harry Potter series.  I don't.

P.S: This is my first time writing a novel.

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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Gary has worked hard for his special force division, he even didn't aware that a year has passed so quickly. Now the real strategy schedule will be starting soon enough it just for a matter of time when the "sign" would arrive.

The key and the sign is Harry Potter the boy who lives he is Gary Big "Sign" for his next Campaign against the dark forces, started and also the starting of Project Super Wizard.

Gary has been planning his plans carefully, now is just waiting for the Sign.  When the awaited "Sign" arrive then that is the time when the entire process of cleansing the hierarchical system inherent in the ministry of magic will be fully cleansed from the presence of Lord Voldermort soldier, death eater.


"I will give Oozaru an important task in overseeing the dark forest from being attacked by Lord Voldermort and his allies, I hope that Oozaru can protect the unicorn from becoming a Voldermort lust for immortality victims."  

"I think it's time for me putting the defence array against Voldemort's and his allies from entering the dark forest, I'll make them paid for what they intense to do".


" Last but not least, I need to ask for help from Hagrid hope he can cooperate with us in defending our school from Voldemort's plan, first of all, I need to find the books and basilisk", "Nah forget about that on second thought I go meet Hagrid by myself".

Gary walking down the corridor of the Hogwarts building out of Hogwart's palace as he walked towards Hagrid's house, he observed the beautiful surroundings of Hogwarts with the comfortable air making him feel like he didn't want to return to reality.

Gary started to arrange his bait upon Hagrid to make him take the bait that is Harry Potter, he knows that Hagrid really adores Harry Potter, as he walks towards Hagrid's house he put together the words needed to persuade Hagrid to be Gary's comrade.

After 15 minutes of walking, Gary arrives at Hagrid House lawn, when he arrived at Hagrid's lodge, He knocked the door twice, as he waited for around 12 seconds he could feel the ground was shaking when Hagrid walk to his doors.

When the door was open, Hagrid brings out his big head checking out who is the person knocking upon his door as he suddenly moves suspiciously, it's like he tried to evading from others, Gary could feel that Hagrid was hiding something from others knowing what he was committing inside his lodge.

"Oh, hello Hagrid, what are you doing inside?" Asked Gary, Gary showing a suspicious look on Hagrid's actions that were rather suspicious.


Hagrid first reaction was shocked and then Gary could see that he was starting to sweat a lot, as Hagrid tries to change the topics but Gary dodge it cleverly, " you know what Hagrid you shouldn't act like that, it showed how suspicious are you right now, just share it with me, who knows maybe I could help without anyone else could know your "stuff", said Gary straightforwardly.

Hagrid suddenly opens his lodge door as he suddenly let Gary inside his lodge as he removed his head slightly from the doorway of his house while scanning the area of ​​his residence until he was feeling completely secure he just closed the door immediately.

" Okay, you caught me red-handed, it just that I found this creature from the dark forest but I feel sorry if I let it just like that so I take it home so I could take care of it", said Hagrid.

"That's is a small matter to me, don't worry Hagrid your little brother is here, I could help you, I had just one tool that could put your favourite beast inside without being caught by the ministry of magic, it is a parallel dimension, same as our world but their none habitats exist there yet, so you could put your favourite beast there without feeling restricted".


Gary clasped his hand in his pocket and pulled out a card without the picture behind it, and Gary said, this is a parallel-dimensional world card, only those who want to use it can activate it and only those who can activate it can set their feet in this dimension", "and then you can keep your pet without the worry of the ministry of magic ".


Hagrid shows a very happy face while his tears drop from the corner of his eyes when he remembering his past memories about the creature he brings home all been executed by the ministry of magic, Hagrid feels grateful to Gary's aid. Gary just smiles as he said," if you want to use it just say, " Activate the dimension" that's all so simple, you could farm your own rare creature you found in the dark forest".

Now Gary was smiling inside his heart when he got other free bait and it is accomplished in luring Hagrid becoming his comrades, but that could wait until the right times comes.

"It's okay Hagrid I understand your feelings, chill tho, I just settle your problems with ease tho, so please smile Hagrid, let's forget about the past, and open a new book.


Gary left Hagrid lodge with a big smile when his plan was accomplished, now was the time to shape Harry Potter into the wizard Gary wanted for, the Sage Of Magic, he will make Harry becoming the person that others would be looking high upon him, admired him, respect him because Harry will become the legendary Sage of all time. After that Harry sidekick would be Hermione and Ron Weasley, Gary can't wait for that day when he changes this trio into a heroism Sage of all time. Even their name will be skyrocket then Voldemort names, "hahaha" laugh Gary from the inside.

Gary lived in the 21st century his life was rather boring, which he knew from waking up he will go straight to the computer and playing online games, when he gets hungry he gets out from his apartment to buy instant food that was easier and not using a lot of time, after finish eat he continued back playing the computer, that's was his life everyday.  Because of this, his father chased him out of the house.  He is able to find a cheap apartment for rent by his friends' help that also had the same hobbies as he does.  That thing where happen when his house has no electricity as we all call blackout and he releases his anger towards the heavens and also the god, because it disrupts his favourite time and the result is he was struck by lightning because his abusive word that was extremely outrageous but unexpectedly God still loves him for sending his soul to the other world and rebirth  as a baby in a magical and fantasy world.

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