harry potter , the chosen one, the one who walks alone on the path of a hero

but what if, he was not alone, what if he had a brother, a brother who would always protect him, someone who had mastered the very power of the mysteries

"Slytherin!"

After the word Slytherin was heard, the whole hall began to speak.

"What! Slytherin? "

"How can this be?"

"Slytherin to the Living Child?"

  Harry was surprised that Slytherin was chosen. 'Slytherin? Ravenclaw wouldn't be surprised, but Slytherin? Sigh, it'il get complicated. He thought and slowly walked over to Slytherin's desk. Everyone was watching him carefully. Then a person from Slytherin's desk began to applaud. That was Draco. Slytherin's desk saw this and started applauding.

  Harry greeted Draco and sat down next to him. Then Gryffindor and Ravenclaw looked at the tables. Ron looked at him with disgust. Hermione looked with worried eyes. Harry said, "I knew Ron would be like this. What about Hermione's worried eyes? I have never thought about that."

Draco: "So you've been chosen for Slytherin, huh, Potter?" 

Harry: "Who knows what will happen?" Harry

Daphne: "Hello. I'm Daphne, Daphne Greengrass." She said with a smile on her face.

Harry: "um Nice to meet you." 

Pansy: "I'm Pansy, Pansy Parkinson." 

Harry: "Nice to meet you."

Professor Minerva hit the glass with a spoon to draw attention and said, "Please, watch out.."

Professor Dumbledore: "And let the feast begin, ve and the food began to emerge."

Daphne: "Harry, it's amazing how you've been elected to Slytherin. The election of a member of the Potter family to Slytherin, whose family members have been in Gryffindor for years. "

Harry: "There's nothing you can do. The exam is based on your personality. Unfortunately, since I cannot be raised by my own family, my personality should be different, right? "

Daphne: "Oh, I'm sorry to bring this up. Please, don't be mad at me. "

Harry: "It's not your fault, you just wanted to talk. That's why I'm not angry."  He said with a smile.

Draco: "Since you weren't raised by your own family, who were you raised by? "

Harry said with a sad look, "By my aunt Muggle and her husband."

Pansy wondered why he was upset and asked, "Why did you get upset?" 

Harry: "em My aunt and uncle called me a freak and tortured me because I was a sorcerer." 

Pansy: "Dirty Muggles. They're always bad. I will kill them. "

Harry: "Oh, no. You do not need to worry. They can't treat me like that anymore. "

Daphne: "What do you mean?" 

Harry: My uncle went to jail for domestic violence, and my aunt is afraid that the same might happen to her. 

During this speech, Draco was sitting with a hard face. Harry saw this and started talking to him.

Harry: "What happened to Draco?"

Draco: "Nothing Potter, Nothing." Then they ate their food and moved into Slytherin's common room in the cellar.

Slytherin opened his common room and said the code. "Thoroughbred" Harry caught himself so he wouldn't laugh when he heard the code. How simple is the password? 

Everyone at Slytherin was given a separate room. So all the first classes were running around without closing their rooms. But there was a room that nobody touched. Why did Harry ask Draco about that room.

Draco: "This is the room for Slytherin's heir. Nobody opened Slytherin's room after I picked it."

'Voldemort, the heir to Slytherin. Previous Harry had a part of Voldemort's soul. Maybe I can open the door.'  Harry thought.

  Harry slowly moved into that room. He grabbed the handle and tried to open the door and opened it. Then he slowly entered the room. He began to examine the room carefully. The room had a bed, desk, bookcase and wardrobe. We also had one more room. Then he realized it was the bathroom. Suddenly he felt something and turned around but couldn't see anything. Then he went to bed and started to sleep.

A 43-year-old jobless Austin Park was killed by a lightning strike at his home and was reborn as Harry Potter in the HP (Harry Potter) universe. What was he going to do? Was he going to let things go the same way? Or will it change?

In a blink of an eye, a week had gone by. "Come on, we should get going." Zabini hurried Lucien and Viktor along
"Hold on, we're forgetting one person" Lucien replied and made his way to Gryffindor Tower " Oh don't tell me we're bringing Potter along too" Zabini asked
"Yeah, if the guys going to die soon, we might as well take him for a good time, right?" Lucien replied as they walked.
"About that, have you guys figured out the next task?" Zabini asked. Viktor refused to answer, every time he opened the golden eggs, it would produce and unbearable noise forcing him to close it.
"The egg is simple; we just need to change the frequency." Lucien gave a nonchalant reply as he looked around the hall to find a Gryffindor student
"What do you mean change the frequency?" Viktor asked
"It sounds like screams to us. But if we can muffle it, put it through filters it might change what we hear. Screams become words, words become sentences and sentences become a message…ahh found one" After Lucien finished explaining he found a young Gryffindor student walking in the hallway. Focusing on the young man, Lucien probed his mind with Legilimency and extracted the password to the Gryffindor common room.
Arriving at the Gryffindor common room, Lucien looked around and found Potter sitting in front of the fireplace with Ron, Lavender, and Parvati. "Lucien? What are you doing here?" Parvati asked
"I'm here for Potter, we have champion shit to take care of. So, let's go Potter!" Lucien gestured and Potter shot up from his seat "Parvati, do tell your sister that I'm looking for her. We have a date to plan." Lucien added before leaving with Potter. Some ways away in the hallway. Zabini stopped everyone.
"How are we going to sneak out of the castle?" he asked
"Well I have a map." Harry answered and everyone looked at him like a fucking idiot.
"Potter, I think we remember the castle by now. There's no need for a map" Lucien spoke a little worried about the kid
"No, it's a map that tracks everyone's movements in the castle" Harry replied with a higher pitch in his voice
"No fucking way" Zabini replied "Let us see it then."
Harry pulled a large folded piece of tan parchment from under his sweater vest. "It is called the marauders map. It was created exactly for this purpose" Harry touched the map with the tip of his wand and ink appeared from nothingness.
"Haha its real!" Zabini exclaimed, not able to hold back his excitement
"Then let's get out of her before we get caught, ehh" Viktor interjected, and the group navigated their way out of the castle.
Finally walking out of the wards, Lucien grabbed potter then teleported to the Muggle tailors' shop, while Viktor and Zabini apparated themselves.
Looking up the Tailor shop, Viktor wore a smile then went from ear to ear. "Fucking shit, Lucien. This isn't just a tailor shop is it?" Zabini asked in amazement
"Haha Of course not gentlemen. Welcome to Lucky Loo's Suits and Brews. A one stop shop for everything a man needs." Lucien introduced the shop with some charisma.
Lucy Loo's was a fancy building, in the windows, the mannikins were dressed in the finest of suits holding drink and bottles of liquor worth thousands of pounds.
"Bloody hell, well come on, all of the fun is inside!" Zabini took off, when the bouncer at the door tried to stop him, Zabini performed a small gesture and the bouncer went mind zero as the group walked in. From that point on the night was filled of drunken debauchery. Inside of the Lucky Loo's. Men were getting measure for their suits, while others indulged in alcohol and beautiful women that roamed the floor taking care of the patrons.
"Umm I don't think were supposed to be here"
"Loosen up potter. Our table is over there" Lucien gestured to seat in the far corner
"you even reserved a table?" Viktor asked
"Fuck no! were sorcerers , now let's toy with the fucking muggles..."
Zabini and Viktor produce a hearty laugh. And cleared the table surrounded by people. After a few moments conversating with the tailor and getting measured by the ladies. Zabini and Viktor went to enjoy themselves. Leaving Lucien and Potter alone to chat. Lucien had finally come to a decision.
"Who's your coach for the Triwizard tournament? Moody, right?" Seiichi asked sipping a glass of rum. He had finally gotten potter to drink a bit so he would stop worrying about being caught and sent to Azkaban.
"Y-yes, Professor Moody. He's said to..." Cut off by Lucien "My Grandmother is the best Auror and that's simply because of the bullshit educational system in the British wizarding world." He said, taking another sip, Lucien added, "Swear, that you didn't put your name in the goblet."
"I-I Swear. This shit is bloody dangerous. And to be honest, I was terrified during the first match" Potter answered sincerely.
"Then don't trust Mad eye. And quite frankly don't trust Dumbledore. It isn't common knowledge. But when my grandmother ran for the seat of head of magical law enforcement. Dumbledore coaxed mad eye to see her attempt thwarted and possibly killed, if not severely maimed. We were raising too fast as a family, and we weren't controlled by Dumbledore. This made him see us as a threat."
"He wouldn't." Harry protested
"He would, he's been playing games with you from the start. During our first year, who convinced you to join Gryffindor?"
"Well, one could say Hagrid, but on the other hand, Ron." He replied
"Hagrid was sent by Dumbledore, good guy really. But I just can't seem to brooch who's side he's on, yet. But that Weasley is no friend of yours. Trust me on that." Lucien cracked a few peanuts and popped them into his mouth, " Dumbledore said that you killed Voldemort your first year, that was a lie. He said the stone was destroyed, that was a lie. Hagrid is trusted with most of Hogwarts' secrets and magically tells a stranger how to breech the defense to get to the sorcerer's Stone? He was lying and has ulterior motives.
During the second year. Ginevra was targeted, she was targeted because she will be used to honey trap you so that the Weasleys could snatch your heart and mind. I love the bitch, and it's because I see the minx in her that everyone chooses to neglect. But she'll bite your fucking head off. Dumbledore is aware of all of this; he is orchestrating it. And your life is the song." Lucien ate a few more peanuts and observed Potter.
Harry shakenly took a sip, or more so a gulp of his drink. It was obvious that Lucien had been pondering whether or not to discuss this with him, for a while and now that he was drunk, Lucien gave the appearance of a drunken rambler. But, no matter how drunk Lucien appeared to be, Harry heard certain truths in his words. It was like Lucien was a conspiracy theorist and Harry's life was the conspiracy. Given into the possibility of a lifetime of manipulation, Harry asked questions
"What happened to the Stone and Voldemort?" He asked
"The stone was stolen, Voldemort escaped" Lucien replied after downing his cup of rum.
Harry dawned a terrified look "Relax, that fucker, Tom. Hasn't returned yet" Lucien reassured Potter. Though, Potter was shocked once again hearing Lucien call Voldemort, Tom.
Taking a deep breath, Potter continued " Why do you think Hagrid is a traitor, and what do the Weasleys want with me?"
"Money and power, that's what the Weasleys want with you. And Hagrid, to be honest with you. I don't know, it's just a hunch. I really don't care either way, but it you want we can always find answers with Legilimency." Lucien replied.
Potter pondered his words " And what makes you think Ginny even likes me?"
"Cool it guy, her name is Ginevra. She is a witch with talent and has a dark beast sleeping in the corner of her psyche, not your friend. And she and I are close, I've seen that half assed fawning she's been doing in front of you since our second year. You have issues, so the Weasleys give you parents, a brother, and a wife to make everything official. Open your eyes man" Lucien leaned back to rest and called a bottle girl over
"Why should I believe you, you killed my Godfather?!" Harry's emotions were in a frenzy
Lucien's eyes went wide and his eyes showed 'sympathy'. Waving his hand towards the floor, he said, "Behold the Barren field of fucks I give. Potter, your godfather was in Azkaban all your life. Stop holding on to a guy you've never met. It was me or him, so I took his fucking head. But you know what, be mad at Dumbledore, you honestly think that he didn't know, that Sirius Black was an innocent man. The old bat reads minds and extracts memories, he's the most powerful sorcerer in Britain. Voldemort, fears him, chew on that for a moment, Potter"
It was that last straw for Potter and Lucien saw it. 'Time to fuck up the chess board. I'm the new game master now, Bitches.' Lucien thought to himself before putting the nail in the coffin, "You know, I put my name in the goblet of fire and my cheating caused the other two contestants to be chosen. But you, that was Mad eye's doing. I saw him that night. The confoundus charm, entering your name into the goblet. And Mad eye only takes orders from..."
"Dumbledore…" Harry finished Lucien's sentence. He was done, out for the count. Turning to his left, Lucien grabbed the bottle girl, pulling her into his lap. His pheromones hit her like a sack of bricks. And Lucien chuckled at how fragile muggles were when he began to smell how excited the girl's pussy became.


This Fan-Fiction is a little different. The MC will not know of the Harry Potter stories, And through his eyes we will be able to see the darker side of the Harry Potter Universe. 

This is a crossover fan-fic.
Harry Potter, The Originals, and The vampire Diaries



So, Follow Lucien Dubois as he creates his own destiny in a new world while trying to figure just what kind of man he would like to be.

I do not own harry potter, The Vampire Diaries, or The Originals
I do not own the cover photo

A collection of various completed fan fics that i have read. Only first chapter of each fan fic is posted. Download links to ePubs for fanfictions, LN and WN. (Over 3500 novels)


All credit goes to the original writers. I am simply giving suggestions to well written fanfictions.


 I do NOT own any rights to any characters and/or world depicted in these fan fictions. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Harry opened his eyes with a gasp and a darkness rushed to greet him.

He blinked his eyes repeatedly and slowly adjusted to the dim light of the surrounding.

He tried to move his body, but it won't budge.
Turning his head, he saw two men in black robes wearing a mask. 

They're holding him down, preventing him from moving a muscle. They seems to be very serious and focused on their job.

Harry's eyebrows frowned as he feels unpleasant feeling from them

He was muddled and confused at his current situation. The last thing he remembers was partying with his coworker in his apartment, They kept urging each other to drink until late at night. Harry had no memory of what transpired other than drinking himself into oblivion and end up wasted just like the other.

'But what the hell is this... a prank?' Harry moaned inside his heart as he noted some weirdly clothed people around him. 

But his thought was cut off by a cold voice.

"Ah, the famed Harry Potter... You gave me so much trouble with your... little army, but it's ended now." Voldemort chuckled,

"Today is going to be your funeral and my rise to power once again."

'Huh? what is he talking about..." Harry raised his eyebrow in confusion. A moment later he comes to realization, 'Ah, he must be talking about the setting they're coming with.'

But the voice is unfamiliar to him, it was clearly not his coworker's voice, he wondered if they hired someone to do the dirty work.

Harry lifted his head to look at the one who spoke to him and immediately stunned.

They're professionals!

The makeup is first class for sure. He had no idea how they could create a monstrous face with a lack of nose. 

But he was pretty sure that it was very costly, so he started to get a bit suspicious about it. 
His coworkers are a bunch of misers, so it's impossible for them to readily part with their money just to give him one hell of costly prank.

He examined the bald freak in front of him but drew blank. He had no idea who the freak was supposed to be.

"Any last words?" The freak that worshipped by the death eaters as their lord frowned when he saw the blank look on Harry Potter's face, unaware that different souls had occupied his body.

With a dark look on his face, Voldemort ordered his man to throw Harry Potter into the Veil. He was furious that Harry Potter ignored him. 

'But wait, Harry Potter? my name is Harry alright, but I don't remember to change my last name to Potter, is this also their setting?' He mumbled under his breath, 'And Harry Potter? It's sounds familiar... where did I heard it before...'

He shook his head, he don't remember.

Harry looked at the ominous black curtain fluttering in the ancient structure, a cracked stone archway, and can't help but sigh with amazement.  

The ancient and chill-inducing structure they refer to as the Veil must be this archway, Harry thought. He had no idea that Veil is what appeared as a tattered black curtain. This fluttering curtain that looked like a black mist is a barrier between two worlds and one cannot travel between the two worlds because it's a one-way trip.

'It looks so real, just like a real magical phenomenon.' He was shivering as he look at the Veil. Harry wondered what the trick behind the mysterious mist-like haze and cursed them for making the room looked very real, they even changed the temperature drastically.

Even though he was annoyed with the abrupt prank, he was quite enjoying the new experience for sure. It was a bit entertaining and he find himself waiting with anticipation of the next event.

But he also doesn't want to give them satisfaction and stay unresponsive toward their taunts by holding back his surprise and amazement at their job well done and the realistic prank.

The closer they dragged him to the Veil, the colder the temperature become.
And he felt a deep chills all over his body when he arrived in front of it.

He wants to protest, but before he could open his mouth, the freak raised his wand and some invisible force pushed him toward the Veil.

Swoosh~~

The moment Harry passed the Veil, his body turned weightless and transparent just like a dying soul floating in the air.

His thought was muddled and he felt weird all over.

When he looked down, horror etched into his face. 

His body started to dissipate!

Harry turned to look at the bald freak in horror. He wanted to shout and scream but nothing come out from his mouth...

Shua~

Before long Harry was completely disappeared from the Veil.

That day, the boy who lived was no more...

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Harry's vision was blurred and all he saw was white then nothing.

By the time he realize it, he was in a completely different place than before. He was on the sandy beach. 

His shoes and pant are drenched.

He wanted to curse at his bad luck but stopped as pain assaulted his head.

Harry knelt down and screamed as he clutched his head with both of his hands.

Together with the pain, some foreign memories also started to emerge in his mind. The memories of Harry Potter since he was a child started to play out one by one just like a movie player.

Starting from his childhood when he was mistreated by his family, locked and sleep in cupboard for weeks. The sadness, grief, and loneliness. But before he had the time to indulge in the sad memory, excruciating pain started to assault his mind once again.

"Arghh!"

The memories continue to play out inside his mind along with the pain.

Harry had no idea how long the pain lasted, in the end, he was no longer able to open his mouth. He could only let out a hoarse groan due to a prolonged screaming.

Now, he just gritted his teeth as the last memory of Harry Potter waged war against the Dark Lord and when he lost everything in his last struggle, including his loved one. It was just like a tragic story he used to avoid in the past because it would leave a bad after taste in your mouth and leave you in a bad mood for weeks.

But now Harry was not in a mood to care about such things because he just thought that his life was also pretty tragic. And depending on how things proceed, it might get worse than mere tragic.

After the great pain he experienced today, he had no choice but to believe that it's not a prank anymore. 

Something wrong was happening to him and he had some hunch in his mind. A very bad one at that.

As far as he knows, technology is not advanced enough for some secret organization or government to be able to transplant people's memory into another person. Other than a dream called nightmare, there's no other explanation. 

But it was very unlikely, he never had a vivid dream in his whole life.

Though the memories transplant has ended, his head is still throbbing painfully and he could only grit his teeth as he slowly crawled on the white sand towards the closest building.

Thankfully it was nighttime, otherwise, he had no idea if the guards would help or restrain him due to the strange people crawling and moaning on the beach.

He stopped crawling as he bump into something. He raised his head and saw a sandcastle in front of him.

Atop the sandcastle, there were 3 figurine which also made of sand. Harry was surprised by the details of the 3 small figurine.

He can even see their face and expression!
One of them was even smaller than the other two.
What a genius!

"It seems to be a family of three?" Harry grabbed the works of arts in front of him and it crumbled into sand. He then rested his body beside the half-destroyed castle.

As the pain slowly lessened, he stood up and wobbled toward the closest building to him.

He stopped after he leave the sandy area and patting himself down. 

Harry came to the realization that he had no pockets in his pants and he was dressed in a strange black robe that no sane responsible adult would wear. 

"I am pretty sure Jonny would love to wear this." Harry chuckled in amusement as he remember his brother's son. Jonny liked to wear a weird costume every time they met. Sometimes he would wear a strange jumpsuit with a headband, sometimes black overall with cloak. Though Harry had no idea what costume they're supposed to be.

After turning his pockets inside out, he find out that he had nothing. There's no phone, no wallet, no keys, and obviously no cash either.

Finally, Harry turned to his robe. He rolled his sleeve and gazed at his hand with doubt and anticipation.

A moment later Harry gulped loudly. At this stage, there's no need for a mirror to test his hunch. He was pretty sure that it was not his body. He lost his bulging muscle and his skin tone is way too different from his old one. Now his skin is pale white with no excess muscle.

He would grief for the loss of his muscle, but his current situation prevents him to do so. It was worse than his loss of muscle.

Harry observed his surroundings and his heart sank. He had some inkling that he was not in his country anymore.

The broken sign on the dilapidated buildings across the street looks like something that comes out from a horror movie.

According to Harry Potter's memories, he was supposed to be dead for passing through the Veil.

"Is this the afterlife?" He said, "Well, I won't know anything if I stay here all the time..."

With a trembling hand, he rolled his sleeve once again and take out the wand from its holster. 
He observed the thin and weird shaped wand in front of him intently. It's comfortable to the touch and he felt a strange connection with it.

"First thing first, I have to do something about this drenched robe..."

Harry took a deep breath and waved his wand in a complicated manner and hot air immediately streamed out from the tip of his wand. He gave a nervous laugh and pointed the wand to his robe and pants which made them flapping wildly as though hot steam was blowing around him. 

It didn't take long before they dried out completely.

He patted himself and felt that his robe is no longer drenched anymore.

"You've got to be kidding me..." Even though Harry is pretty sure of his new fate, he was still stunned at how easily he managed to cast the spell following Harry Potter's memory.

"This is unbelievable, I am a sorcerer..." He laughed in delight, then suddenly something come upon his mind. Thinking about this matter, he can't help but stopped his laughter. A moment later, he sighed, his expression was complex.

"So... what happened to the real Harry Potter?" He started to feel bad for the owner of this body, Harry Potter. He lost everything and everyone he loved in the war and in the end someone even snatched his body from him.

He sighed in sadness for Harry Potter's tragic life. He then eyed the desolate street and dilapidated buildings across the street, "This... I don't think my situation was any better..."

Harry Barnes was an ordinary public servant in a modern world. After waking from a drunken stupor, he found himself trapped inside the body of the famous Harry Potter.

But it turned out Harry Potter was already defeated by his enemies. He failed to stop the rise of the Dark Lord and Harry Barnes could only watch helplessly as death eaters throw the innocent him into the Veil and ceased to exist.

"let the energy flow through you, temper your body, control it in every inch of your body...." 

The Ancient One aka my Master was guiding me in my meditation exercise.
Six month have passed like nothing, the first thing the ancient one did was sealing my power by using a complex rune and removed it only aftet I was able to control the mystic energy. 

The mystich energy is a type of energy coming from the different realities and dimensions, a sorcerer is able to manifest a spell using the energy coming from them. 
To be able to do it one has to experience the same mental trip that Doctor Strage did in the film,only than the soul and mind are able to absorb that power, let me tell you that was beautiful, the immensity and complexity of the multiverse is something amazing even having a little glimpse like that can have serious repercussions on your mind.

Anyway, to be able to cast a spell one has to follow 3 major step:

1 Connect to the reality where the power from that spell came from
2 Let the energy flow through you
3 Manifest the spell using hand gesture and signature

Simple right? hell no! step 1 and 2 are tough enough, but step 3 is impossible for me.
In this process lies the problem of my constitution, I can't manifest the spell...[Extremis] has changed me and will be my primary power source from now on...I feel cheated, can I have a full refund? my inability to create portal is what really kicks me off, but I have no choise, this was after all something that was foretold by my Master...I can't become a sorcerer but that doesn't mean I can't use their teaching.
Using the mystich energy I am able to have full control on my power, it serve me as control system,I took inspiration from Jonathan Pangborn a paraplegic that used magic to move his body.
Thanks to that I can regulate the power output from [Extremis] and move it so that it doesn't harm me, I can use it freely now and control the flames to a degree I wouldn't have thought possible, I feel a lot like Natsu from Fairy Tail these days, but my resources doesn't end here.
My regeneration power is great, not at wolverine or Deadpool level, I am not immortal but let's say it is difficult to kill me, my physical capabilities are good,really good more so when coupled with my heat.
Before [Extremis] was powering everycell in my body without control, now I can focus that power in determinate spots giving me an edge in a lot of situations.
Mordo was helping me in the combat training, that guy is tough even with my powers he kicked my ass a lot, I think he likes it, but he congratulated me when I was finally able defeat him, he became a friend I hope to stop him going to the dark side before is too late.

Right now with the Ancient One help I am testing one of my theories, if I can use the mystic energy to temper my body I can let flow [Extremis] stronger and faster, something I stole from the cultivation novels I read in the past...even  my Master found out that interesting, but is a delicate procedure and I need to be careful.

Even if I can't cast spells like the sorcerers i am able to use other form of magic, the Asgardian magic, in particular the rune system.
To use that, I have to write a rune or a set of runes that follow the law of this universe and powering it with magic or any kind of energy if you made the right adjustment...this was mind blowing... I remember my Master words...

"Arthur, rune magic is primarily used to enhance weapons and armor with certain laws, but can be used with an infinite number of combinations to produce the desired results...Odin the Asgardian God of Magic and War is the highest authority in this subject, I can teach you to some extent, but where you will go it will depend only on yourself.."

In future when I meet a certain God I will make sure to get a recommendation letter.

Time really fly when you are having fun, Kamar-Taj is not out of this world so, when the news of Tony Stark challenging the mandarin in an open confrontation was out, I knew that the  time to act was ripe.

After ending today session I asked

"Master i ask permission for a temporary leave, there is something that I need to do in New York"
it is time to repay Aldrich for his kindness.

"There is no need to ask permission,you can come and go as you see fit, but before you go, Wong he has somenting to show you" 
the Ancient One answered, unsurprised with my request, one of the things that I learned here is that is difficult to surprise her...I am a little annoyed by that.

Wong was waiting for me in the library, as soon as he saw me, he opened a portal to the Sanctum Sanctorum...I think he did that to annoy me.

"So Wong, why are we here?"

"The Ancient One said that it is time for you to have a mystic weapon, we store them here waiting for them to choose their master, they are dangerous but reliable so only a selected few comes here, you should be honoured."

"Trust me, I am"

Wong was looking with a rare smile on his lips.

"Now remember is the weapon that chooses the sorcerer not the other way around.."
"that sounds like Harry Potter..."
"Who is Harry Potter?"
"And you call your self a librarian?" I was sincerely sad for him.

"Anyway, focus, can you feel anything in here calling for you?"
"mmm...i feel something one strong and another one weak..."
"two? aren't you lucky...than after you" said Wong with a hand gesture.

Arthur is a normal businessman or so he was..

One day he find himself in the MCU.

Follow the story of Arthur Penn..while he is struggling to find out the reason behind his circumstances and a mean to survive..

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I do this for fun all rights belong to Marvel

It has been a week since the funeral of Albus Dumbledore and also a week since I got myself a pet in the form of Fou. The Primate Murder has been reborn because of the Phoenix Fire that burns the Primate Murder and purifies the Primate Murder. I cannot say that I mourn the death of Albus Dumbledore, but I can say that I'm grateful for his sacrifice. If he did not sacrifice himself, I didn't know how the battle would end. 

I know that if the Primate Murder can't be defeated if I don't defeat it faster. That is why I am grateful to Albus Dumbledore for his sacrifice, but I also hate him for summoning the Primate Murder in the first place. I don't know how he was able to hide the Grail from Hassan, but I think I know he must place the Grail in someplace that not many people know and create a powerful ward around it.

Anyway, My servant and I currently have some feast in our base before we go to the other world.

"Master"
"Hey, what is it, Archer?"
"Are you sure about donating the Gold that you got from the Death Eater?"
"Yup"
"You don't want to buy the Quartz? Because the last time we lost our money, you were crying like a baby."
"Oi Emiya, I don't cry like a baby. Also, I already buy some Quartz, so I don't need that much money. Donating the money is the last thing I could do for Dumbledore's sacrifice."

That's right people I donate all my stolen *AHEM* The gold that I FOUND in the Death Eater family secret vault. I also donate a huge amount of money to Hogwarts for their renovation and upgrade their ward after I unintentionally blew up their ward. I don't know that my Incinerate Anthem will destroy all the wards around Hogwart. I don't donate all the money. I also use it to buy some Quartz and make my total Quartz up to 16000 Quartz.

After eating all the food at the feast, I go to bed to 'play' with Lily and Valerie, but when my daughters hear about the play, they force themselves into our bedroom. I sigh a little and then play with them for a little bit before I go to sleep.

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The next morning I wake up and slowly get up from the bed to not wake up my lovers and Daughters. I then walk to the bathroom and take a shower before walking to the kitchen, where I see Benienma and Emiya busy doing the cooking. When both of them are cooking in the kitchen, they always cook a huge amount of food that can feed an Army. If we are ordinary people, then we can't eat all of this, but luckily we are not. I eat a lot of food because of my intense Training and not only me. My servant also consumes a lot of food, especially Lily and Artoria, that continue to inhale any food that Benienma and Emiya cooked.

After taking some water, I began my morning training, where I ran around the base and did a warm-up by doing 500 Push-Up and 500 Sit-Up. When I finish the warm-up, I drink some water and do a spar against lancer with our handmade wooden spear that is reinforced with a rune.

When I finish the Training, I take a quick shower and eat my breakfast. After eating, we are then quickly packing, and then we walk outside the temple.

"Are you guys ready?"
"Master, wait a minute."
"What is it, Archer?"
"I think you should take some Galleon into your inventory, but don't convert it, only store it inside your inventory."
"Why?"
"I don't want you to cry after we arrive there with any money you can spend."
"Meh, don't worry, we can do some work like in this world. How hard could it be?"

I then pressed the button, and we were gone.

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It has been more than ten years since professor Ritsuka has gone into the unknown. Professor Ritsuka Fuimaru is the most powerful witch the world has ever witnessed. The hero of Great Britain, The slayer of the Dark Lord, and lastly the Holy Fire Sorcerer.

Professor Ritsuka got her last title after the Unspeakable discovered that the purple fire Professor Ritsuka created is a Holy Fire that has an opposite property of the Fiendfyre. The Fiendfyre has the property of Hell, which is the reason why it seeks the living being. After knowing that Professor Ritsuka can conjure a Holy Fire in such magnitude, many people began to come to England in hopes that they can convince her to teach the spell to them.

Many people also try their luck by disguising as Professor Ritsuka. They try to gather popularity and make money with it, but for some reason, the Goblin declares that anyone that disguises as Professor Ritsuka will be banned from Gringotts, and all their gold will be taken. After that declaration, many people abandon their plan. When asked why the Goblin does that, they only say that they didn't want people to tarnish the Pendragon Bloodline and use the face of the Head of Pendragon Family.

Hearing the news, Great Britain began to explode once again because Rita Skeeter is correct about the assumption that she made about Professor Ritsuka Lover, Lily, who is the head of Pendragon Royal Family. Not only that, Apparently Lily Pendragon gives the head of the family position to Professor Ritsuka, which makes her the King of Great Britain and Lily is her Queen.

Not even a week later, another news that shocked Great Britain as Professor Ritsuka donated a total of 25 million Galleons to many people. She donated 5 million Galleons to Hogwarts and another 1 million for the wards that get destroyed because of the Holy Fire. She then donated to the Family of the Auror that died in the Beast of Disaster fight. Then she also gives her money to the people in Ireland that got attacked by the werewolf but saved by the Twin Guardian. That day people of Great Britain learned just how wealthy Professor Ritsuka truly is.

However, by the end of the day, Professor Ritsuka will be the same Professor Lily Potter nee Evans met in Hogwarts. The same person that answers all her questions with a smile and gentle voice. The same Professor that gives any people points if she/he answers her question right. The same Professor that didn't pick favoritism between houses in Hogwarts. She will miss her.

"MA! MA! MA!"

Lily looks at her child, Harry James Potter. She has been married to James Potter for about Two years, and they have a son named Harry James Potter and a Daughter named Ruby Rose Potter. Harry is a one-year-old baby, but he is already able to say a simple word like Ma, Pa, Pa'oot, Mo'ey, and Wo'el. It was, of course, the name of James's friend and also Marauder member, Sirius Black as Padfoot, Remus Lupin as Moony and Peter Petergrew as Wormtail.

"Hmm? What is Harry?"
"DA! DA! DA!"

Lily then looks at the fireplace and sees that James is coming back from his work at the ministry as the Auror. Lily kisses him on the cheek before continuing her cooking. She still misses her Professor, and she also wants to say thanks to her, but sadly Lily can't do that. Lily can only hope that Professor Ritsuka has good fortune and luck wherever she is right now.

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"How hard could it be? Eh? Master? It looks like you can't use your Pay to Win strategy now, can you?"
"Shut up Archer"

A man Transported to another world with Fate/Grand Order Gacha System.

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Mark is a First-Gen wizard and a Natural Legilimens. Reluctant to go to Hogwarts, he's soon drawn into the budding conflict between Harry Potter and Voldemort. Not to mention all the mysterious happenings and secrets that he stumbles upon at his new school. All he wants to do is make new friends and possibly, just possibly, find a cure for his father.

Original Character Centric AU story with parallel narratives. Book One (of Four) will span Years 1-3 of Hogwarts.

Major divergences begin in Year 2. Eventual romantic pairings may not adhere to canon.

Year 1 complete.

A Harry Potter Fanfiction

On the day Voldemort attacked the Potter family, Harry unlocked the power the Dark Lord knows not. Lily's sacrifice of her own life grabbed the attention of a powerful being, which took interest in the Boy-Who-Lived. 

This is a HP/Marvel FF. Will focus on the HP side in the beginning before moving on to the Marvel side. Since this is a FF, the years would slightly different. Example, here Harry was born in 1999. Yes, he is a zoomer.

Harry Potter finally defeats Voldemort, but only after the world has been destroyed. Harry has his vengeance, but gets pulled into Voldemort's ritual and is dragged with his body to an alternate universe. This is the original and I am the original Author. I will make a note of it on the other site. https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13326497/1/Post-Apocalyptic-Potter-from-a-Parallel-Universe

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