Harry potter thinks he is an ordinary boy-until he is rescued by a bettle- eyed giant of a man, enrolls at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry, learns to  play Quidditch and does battle in a deadly duel.  The reason Harry Potter is a Wizard.

In the World of Harry Potter as a Metamorphmagus and my own House inputted into the Harry Potter world. Unique magic to my House not originally in Harry Potter, And some powers from other places.

A hero's unfortunate death. The birth of a villain who shall take the whole world by surprise. Will he fulfil his father's dream or give it one hell of a nightmare.

I have a great story with me. Here Harry Potter is a demon, and he has a system that allows him to change himself into anything like gaining new powers or getting new body organs etc. But he has to pay a price.

The whole thing happens in hell, he grows in power and increase his hierarchy. He is ruthless and ambitious. He is a demon through and through. He sometimes goes to different worlds(already made world(.
There is a theme of eternal war between Angels and demons. 
World bringing, Power progression evething is awesome. The MC is very smart. 

The best part about the story is there is no Hogwarts, no hp characters, even the world is different. There are no wands, it quidditch.

In this fanfiction everybody keep calling Harry Potter,  Roy or something.

Name of the fanfiction is 'Custom Made Demon King' on Webnovel. Just check it out. 
It will blow your mind


Well, this book is just me recommening some Fanfictions.
 If others have some good fanfics, share it in the comment section.

"Tuan Samael, silahkan maju ke atas." seorang staf mengatakan ini dengan hormat pada Samael.

Mendengarnya, Samael mengangguk dan segera maju dibawah tatapan hormat Staf itu dan tatapan aneh Lola...

Jelas, kata-kata terakhir Samael tadi membuatnya merasakan sedikit kejutan !!!

"Huhh...kuharap dia tidak akan mengacaukan hal ini..." Lola mengelus pelipisnya dan menggumamkan ini dengan nada rendah.

Di sisi lain, Samael yang sudah maju ke atas panggung yang sunyi, segera berdiri di samping piano dan memberikan etiket sopan kepada para Jurors dan penonton.

"Jadi, bisakah kau memberitahu kami, apa yang akan kau bawa?" Drzewiecki tersenyum dan berkata dengan hangat.

Namun penglihatan Samael yang bagus dapat melihat sebuah keseriusan dan ketajaman di mata Drzewiecki dan para Jurors lainnya.

Samael tersenyum melihatnya dan berkata, "Tentu saja, ini mungkin akan kujadikan soundtrack pada salah satu karyaku. Mungkin kalian tidak asing, namanya Harry Potter !!!"

Boom!

Para penonton yang mendengarnya terkejut, karena mereka tidak menyangka bahwa Samael akan me bawakan sebuah lagu yang tidak berasa klasik kali ini !!!!

Para peserta yang mendengarnya semakin tertawa lebar, dan sebuah tatapan jijik terpasang di wajah mereka baik itu laki-laki ataupun perempuan !!!!

Sayangnya, para Jurors tidak merubah wajah apapun dan hanya mengangguk mendengar apa yang dikatakan Samael.

Mereka mungkin orang tua, tapi pikiran mereka sebagai musisi lebih fleksibel dibanding para pemuda zaman sekarang!

Mereka yang mengikuti International Frédéric Chopin Piano Competition, setiap tahunnya pasti akan melakukan hal yang sama.

Memainkan musik murni yang anggun dan melankolis !!!!

Karena dalam pikiran mereka, kompetisi ini terkenal karena musik-musik yang anggun dan melankolis, sehingga mereka melupakan dasar dari adanya bermain musik !!!! 

Tidak, mereka yang sudah memasuki International Frédéric Chopin Piano Competition pada dasarnya sudah banyak melupakan dasar dari seorang seniman...

Yaitu imajinasi dan rasa kreatif yang tinggi !!!!

Jadi, para Jurors yang tahu hal itu tidak mengatakan apapun pada Samael dan selalu membuat wajah serius disana.

Melihat ini, Samael yang awalnya tersenyum, saat dia duduk di kursi dan bersiap untuk bermain, senyumannya menghilang dan rasa tekanan menyelimuti seluruh aula musik !!!

Ini adalah tekanan para profesional !!!!!

Segera Samael menekan tuts piano dengan lembut dan luwes, tapi tekanan yang dikeluarkan dari tubuhnya segera menjadi hawa dingin yang mencekik !!!!

Harry Potter - Hedwig's Theme Piano !!!!!!

Awal pembukaan benar-benar menakutkan dan mencekam, sehingga bahkan tubuh para Jurors bergetar dan segera melihat ke kiri dan kanan seolah mereka terusik !!!!

Hal ini disebabkan karena mereka terlalu fokus, dan rasa pendengaran serta imajinasi mereka yang lebih tinggi dibanding yang lain membuat mereka lebih peka untuk memasuki alam musik Samael !!!!

Gerakan Samael sangat lembut dan halus, tapi setiap kali lantunan tuts piano terdengar, rasa was-was akan sekitar menjadi lebih tinggi !!!!

Seolah ada orang lain yang mengawasi mereka dari samping, tapi saat mereka melihat ke arah itu, hanya udara kosong yang mereka lihat !!!!

Tapi saat memasuki menit pertama, rasa halus kengerian mengerikan, dan digantikan oleh dentuman suara piano yang agak keras sehingga membentuk suasana bahwa pengawasan "mereka" sudah berakhir dan siap untuk bergerak !!!!

Jari-jari tangan Samael sudah bermain dengan sangat lincah dan luwes, dimana suasana tersebut diciptakan hanya oleh dua tangan itu saja !!!!

Saat permainan memasuki waktu 00:01:21, gerakan tangan Samael baik itu tuts utama maupun pengiring langsung meningkat pesat !!!!

Gerakan cepat ini seolah "mereka" sudah mulai bergerak dan akan menargetkan mangsa yang sudah mereka lihat !!!

Para penonton wanita menjadi sangat ketakutan dan segera memeluk lengan siapapun di sisi kiri ataupun kanan mereka!

Adapun para lelaki, mereka hanya menarik nafas dalam-dalam untuk menenangkan detak jantung mereka, sekaligus mereka yang dipeluk oleh perempuan disampingnya, diam-diam bersuka cita atas rasa kenyal di lengan mereka !!!!!

Para Jurors benar-benar memasuki alam Samael dan mata mereka tertutup untuk membuat kepekaan telinga mereka lebih tajam!

Jika dilihat dari dekat, tangan mereka terlihat bergetar sedikit dan keringat dingin keluar dari dahi mereka !!!!

Samael terus bermain di bawah sorot lampu yang panas, dan saat permainan mencapai waktu 00:01:50....

"Ahhhhh...!!!! Mmmpphh....."

Beberapa teriakan terdengar dari mulut penonton wanita, yang mana langsung ditutup oleh tangan seseorang disamping mereka dengan cepat!

Untungnya teriakan itu hanya menganggu selama beberapa detik, tapi suasana menjadi semakin mencekam karena teriakan wanita itu !!!!

Para Jurors membuka matanya lebar-lebar secara bersamaan saat ini, dan saat mereka saling pandang satu sama lain, mereka langsung mengangguk serius!

Diam-diam mereka langsung mencatat di dalam sebuah catatan khusus sembari mendengarkan permainan Samael.

Samael agak terganggu dengan teriakan tadi, dan ini agak mempengaruhi penampilannya selama lima detik yang sangat fatal !!!!

Tapi dia juga tahu bahwa lagu ini sangat berhasil !!!!!

Harry Potter - Hedwig's Theme Piano adalah satu dari sedikit versi musik yang dapat membawa seseorang ke dalam suasana mencekam dengan cepat!

Terutama pada pertengahan permainan yang mana para pendengar akan dibawa langsung ke sebuah dentuman suara yang lebih cepat, cepat dan cepat !!!!

Setelah bermain selama tidak lebih 3 menit, Samael menyelesaikan permainannya dengan tenang, lalu berdiri dan memberikan hormat pada mereka yang ada didepannya.

Sayangnya tidak ada tepuk tangan kali ini, karena mereka masih menunggu jawaban dari para jurors.

Para Jurors juga paham ini, dan Drzewiecki yang selalu menjadi wakil segera mengambil alih pertama.

"Samael..." suara Drzewiecki sangat serius, bahkan wajahnya juga sama.

"Tolong bimbingannya." Samael mengatakan ini.

Tapi tiba-tiba, wajah Drzewiecki melunak dan dia tersenyum masam sambil berkata: "Apa kau ingin membuat kami mati ketakutan?!"

Apa yang terjadi dengan Reinkarnasi, tapi tetap berada di lingkungan Modern? 

Apa yang terjadi jika kita memiliki Buku Permintaan yang mengabulkan satu keinginan tiap satu tahun? 

Apa yang terjadi bila Dunia ini melegalkan Polygamy? 

Apa yang terjadi bila Dunia ini karena adanya perang dunia ketiga mengurangi kebudayaan musik dan film? 

Ikuti kisah Samael Duodere, seorang reinkarnator yang memaksakan hidupnya ke jalan bergelimang harta tahta, dan wanita ini!
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Peringatan: unsur disini ada Incest dengan ibu atau bahkan mungkin adik perempuannya. jika kalian tidak suka harem besar dan Incest, jangan baca ini.

"James Potter, get your ass in here NOW!" Lily Evans' voice rang through the halls.

"What?" James demanded, walking into the meeting room, breathing heavily, sweating and red in the face. "We haven't got a meeting until tomorrow, Lily! Couldn't you have waited until after I'd finished practise?"

"Professor Dumbledore wants to see us now." She replied.

"Great, Professor Dumbledore couldn't wait until after practise either." James grumbled. He yanked his wand out of a pocket. "Refrigerare." He flicked the wand at himself, and instantly looked refreshed and clean.

Lily looked impressed. "What's that?"

"Refresh Charm. If you have no chance of a shower, you can quickly clean up." James replied. "Always useful with Aurors for parents and those bloody Ministry balls."

They began walking to Professor Dumbledore's office. James first poked his head round into the DADA classroom.

"Um, Professor Potter, Miss Westley? Sorry 'bout that. Apparently we've got to go and speak to Professor Dumbledore." James told them, observing keenly the static that seemed to be connecting his two teachers. They were staring at each other intensely, like they'd been arguing or something.

"That's fine, James." Professor Potter stated, out of class, he tended to use the boy's first name.

"Thanks, sir." James grinned and rejoined Lily. He looked at her oddly and frowned. "I swear there's something weird about those two."

"Why?"

"Who else would just stand there staring at each other? That what they were doing. And it was like they had static electricity between them. A storm brewing. Dangerous."

"They fancy each other, I know that much." Lily smirked.

"Yeah, that could be it. Would explain the endless flirting in the lessons. But have you seen them duel? It's like they're dancing or something. Potter tends to win, but Miss Westley gives as good as she gets. She lasts longer than Videl did. There's something freaky about them. They're too fast." James sighed and then shrugged. "I'll talk to the others later. Anyway, any idea what Dumbledore wants?"

"Nope. He just said something about planning. I've no idea what he means." Lily sighed. "Hopefully it won't be anything too serious. I hope nothing's happened."

"Things are always happening. Hoping's not going to change it." James told her, his voice serious. "We just have to work on our strengths and hope that we can change it. Make a difference. One day Voldemort will be defeated and people will be safe again. I just pray he's not around to make our children's lives living hell as well."

Lily looked at him strangely. James had never said something so... astute to her before. He really did have more layers than she had thought he did.

It wasn't long before they arrived at the Headmaster's Office. "Drooble's Best Blowing Gum." James stated to the gargoyle.

It jumped aside and the two Heads stepped onto the moving stairs up to Dumbledore's inner sanctum. James reflected that this was only one of three times he had been called here when he wasn't in trouble for something.

Just as he raised his hand to knock, Professor Dumbledore's voice seeped through.

"Do come in, James, Miss Evans." He called jovially.

"You're on first-name terms with the headmaster?" Lily asked, shocked, as James opened the door.

"Can't be a Marauder and not be." He grinned, and then gave a flourishing bow, holding the door open. "Ladies first."

Lily rolled her eyes, but a good-natured smile betrayed her. "Thank you."

"James, Miss Evans, do sit down." Professor Dumbledore told them, gesturing to two chairs in front of his desk.

"Lemon drop?"

"No thank you, sir." James replied.

"No, no thank you." Lily murmured.

She studied the room with curiosity; she hadn't been in here since her first-year. It hadn't changed. She looked at the portraits of previous headteachers and scowled. She wondered which one had decided on placing that perverted painting in the Heads' bathroom.

In fact, many of them seemed to be observing the two heads with interest.

"Who's this, Dumbledore?" A thin woman asked. "Marauders causing trouble?"

"No, no, this is the Head Boy and Head Girl, James Potter and Lily Evans. Surely you remember that." Dumbledore looked at her with a twinkle in his eye.

"I must've been asleep."

"A Marauder as Head Boy? What can you be thinking?" A man with a cold and distasteful look demanded.

"Hello, Nigellus. Sirius hasn't had a detention in a whole week, aren't you proud?" James smirked at the painting.

"He is none of my concern."

"He's family. 'Course, he's actually a good person with the name Black, so I understand why you might dislike him..." James mused.

"James, Phineas, enough. James, Miss Evans..."

"Call me Lily, sir. If I'm Head Girl, there will probably be more meetings like this." Lily told him politely, then blushed as she realised she had interrupted.

"Lily, it has been decided that with the threat of Voldemort and the terror he is aiming to inspire, the school will be needing to boost morale. So we had a meeting, and we have some suggestions. We would like something for Hallowe'en and Christmas. A suggestion for Hallowe'en was a masquerade ball..."

"Yes!" James grinned. "With masks, people won't know which houses others are from! It can be used to create more unity within the school."

"I thought you hated Slytherins, James." Lily raised a brow.

"I hate the Dark Arts and their ideals. One or two of them are alright. I certainly can't say that I hate every single first-year, can I? Besides, the main ones who follow Voldemort have graduated or are in our year or the year below." James replied.

Lily stared at him. Then she placed a hand on his forehead. "No temperature. Are you sure you're alright?"

"Oh, get lost. I'm not a completely blind idiot, you know. Besides, if I treated them like they are all Death Eaters, I'd be doing exactly what they do to those who don't follow their ideals. Besides, Videl's a Slytherin, and I know she doesn't follow Voldemort."

"Very sensible, James. You seem to be growing up." Dumbledore observed.

"Spend long enough with Potter and Westley and you'll find that you change your views a bit too." James grinned.

"Have you been spending extra time with them?" Dumbledore asked.

"They're helping me with my duelling. Teaching me to get better." James explained.

"Good, very good. Now. I'll leave it to you and the prefects to decide on what exactly you want to do for Hallowe'en and Christmas. Come back to me by the end of the month with the chosen ideas, and we'll see what we can do. There will be a Hogsmeade weekend the weekend before Hallowe'en. If you do decide on a masquerade ball, people can get costumes and such like then." Dumbledore told them.

They nodded.

"You can go now." Dumbledore smiled.

"Thank you, sir." Lily nodded and stood.

"Bye sir." James grinned, and held the door open for Lily again.

The door closed, and Dumbledore looked at the old headteachers.

"Those two are destined for each other. No mistake." Dilys Derwent told him.

"I concur." The witch from before agreed.

"As do I. I hope they are ready for it though." Dumbledore sighed, looking to the door.

"So, what do we know about the two of them?" James asked the other Marauders later that evening.

"Make a list." Sirius grinned.

Remus, being the ever-practical person, did just that, bringing out two pieces of paper. At the top of the first, he wrote 'What we know about Harry Potter' and on the second 'What we know about Ginevra Westley'.

Sirius groaned. "I wasn't being serious, Moony."

"You can't be anything else, Padfoot." Remus shot back. "Besides, it's easier to make the connections this way."

"Okay, what do we know about Professor Potter?" Peter asked.

"He's teaching DADA." Sirius began.

"Duh." Remus rolled his eyes as he wrote it down. "He's spent time with the Aurors and has an Auror licence."

"Master dueller in both magic and weaponry." James added. "Unarmed too. Uses a mixture of techniques. It's one of the things that makes him so good."

"Really? Interesting." Remus marked down. "He's got an unusual scent. There's blood mixed in with mint, as well as magic. He's got dark mixed in with light, and I'm not sure what it means."

"You saw him in the Hospital Wing after the last full moon. Battling a Dark Creature or not, that's suspicious in itself." James pointed out.

"Not fully human. I sensed that." Remus added.

"Responded very well to our pranks. He's firm, but he knows how to laugh. Hates segregation and prejudice." Sirius added.

"Sounds like James." Peter grinned.

"Yeah, but no one believes me when I say he's James' son from the future." Sirius pouted.

James rolled his eyes. "That's because he's not. Anything else?"

"Miss Westley calls him Blade for some reason." Peter piped up.

"She does, I'd forgotten that." Remus grinned.

They fell into silence, trying to think of anything else. After adding a couple more statements to the list, they proceeded onto Miss Westley.

"She's known as Ginny." Remus stated.

"Gorgeous." Sirius murmured.

"Which does not need to be stated. Good dueller, nearly as good as Professor Potter, but he usually beats her. She can beat him, just not often. She's the same with weapons and unarmed combat. Good with healing too, I heard the professor say." James commented.

"She recognised us on the first time she appeared. Flair for the dramatic." Sirius pointed out.

"Flirts with Professor Potter." Peter remarked.

"He flirts back."

"They fancy each other." James rolled his eyes.

"Calls the Professor Blade."

"She's got at least three brothers, Fred, George and Ron." Remus remembered. "Ron is the professor's best friend as well. And his wife, Hermione."

"Wow, they must have married young." Peter commented.

"Right out of school from the sounds of things." James mentioned, then frowned. "Where did they go to school?"

"I think Potter mentioned Skirret. It's in Canada, isn't it? He said they moved there when he was ten. His parents were killed by Voldemort." Remus considered.

"We forgot that. He despises Voldemort, both of them have various names for Voldemort and the Death Eaters." Sirius smirked.

They continued to throw around comments and ideas, until James thought of something else.

"They both know a remarkable amount about the Deadly Curses. Remus, have you got Miss Westley's scent yet?"

"No, it's too long after the full moon, she never got close enough to me just after. We'll have to wait a while." Remus replied. "Why?"

"Because if we know her scent, maybe we can detect any similarities or differences between them. But all the same..." James shrugged.

"We just gotta keep an eye on them. That's all."

It was the prefects' meeting. Lily and James were explaining Dumbledore's request.

"We need to plan something for Hallowe'en and Christmas. I figured the Christmas event could be on the last weekend before, so that those who go home for Christmas don't miss out." Lily explained.

"Dumbledore suggested a masquerade ball for Hallowe'en. We reckon it'll work. We just need a theme for decorations, I mean we could go with the usual Hallowe'en stuff, or we could choose something different. Costumes are left up to the students. The only proviso is that they either wear a mask, or use a glamour or transfiguration to change their face so they can't be recognised." James told them.

"How about an old-fashioned Hallowe'en theme? From say, five hundred years ago? Or when the Founders would celebrate it?" A Ravenclaw prefect named Henson Blake suggested. "With some research, we could make it very authentic."

"That sounds good. Any other suggestions?" Lily asked.

No one else had any good ideas. It was decided that they would have an old-fashioned Hallowe'en theme.

"Now Christmas. A ball? Or something else? Um, a talent contest, or special show?" James suggested.

"How about a ball with a dance competition of some sort? Everyone who wants to participate can, and then afterwards, there's a ball where the winning couple lead." Jenny Brooks, a Hufflepuff fifth-year, mused aloud.

"That sounds good." Lily grinned. "Any objections?"

No one had any. Even the purebloods would appreciate it, since dancing was an important part of growing up – they had to be capable of dancing in balls and suchlike.

"But the Head Boy and Head Girl would have to open up the competition. If they won't dance, no one else will." Severus Snape remarked, shooting a smirk at the two Heads.

Lily shot him a poisonous look.

James scowled. Then he smoothed his features flawlessly. "If that is the consensus, we must obey. But don't blame me when Lily manages to shoot the competition out of the water. You'll regret it then."

Lily shot James a surprised and warning look. How the hell did he know that she'd been dancing since she was a child?

"If that's everything? Okay, meeting adjourned. We'll work out who's to do what next week." James told them.

When everyone left, Lily shot a confused look at him. "Why did you agree to that? For all you know, I've never danced in my life!"

"Lily, give me some credit. I know that you've been dancing since you were small. Pia and Ellen were discussing it one time. I've been dancing since I was young as well, my parents are respected Aurors, and so I have to know how to dance at the Ministry balls. Since we can both dance, I'm sure we can come up with something to open the competition. Plus, we can prove we can work together. Besides, would back out on something Snape's practically daring you to do? The way he said it, he made it sound like neither of us had any chance of dancing."

Lily nodded. "Okay. Now what?"

"Now, we go and finish homework and get some sleep. We can meet Dumbledore tomorrow evening." James smiled. "Okay?"

"Yes. And James?" He turned from the door to look at her. "Thanks."

He smiled. "You too, Lils." He left.

Lily felt a clench in her stomach. She looked around, surprised and tried to ignore the reason her pulse was pounding in her neck, her heart fluttering.

No, she couldn't be. She couldn't like James Potter.

But she did.

Ginny smirked as she saw the shell-shocked face of Lily Evans leave the Prefects' Room. She knew that look oh so well.

She nudged Harry.

"What?"

She pointed to Lily, and whispered, "Someone's falling in love."

"She is? With James? Thank goodness." Harry sighed.

"All I can say now is, let the fun begin." Ginny grinned.

"Ginny, you are not going to play matchmaker. How do we know that that won't change the timeline?"

"How do we know it will?" Ginny asked, her voice fierce.

Harry stopped, staring at her, she had a point...

There was a crash up ahead, and Peeves' voice cackled with glee.

Harry sighed.

"'Double, double, toil and trouble,

Fire burn and cauldron bubble.'" He recited.

"What was that?"

"Exactly what happens whenever we're around."

The cauldron was split into two separate ones. As one slowly simmered, the other was reaching boiling point...

Not my novel again needed something to listen to while working long hours 

Also this novel is a remix of an already existing Novels, The original authors SheMarauder and Umodin

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12068725/1/New-Life

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11986264/1/Mixedblood

The remix was rewritten by KrazyDonkeys05 on a private chat group I am part off, he is college student from USC.

That was the last chapter of the story sorry it kinda ended weird. I will be starting up another story and I need your help, which theme should it be, I was thinking either a Harry Potter fanfic or another Avengers fanfic. Either write a review or comment what you think it should be.

Love y'all!!

Chapter 3- An Interesting Proposition

Natalie loved Hogwarts. She had only been living in the castle for two weeks but she thought it was absolutely the most wonderful place in the world. Her former school, Durmstrang, had been exquisite and grand but it lacked the homely and mystical feel Hogwarts had. At Durmstrang, everything was neatly organized and ordered This theme was exemplified in the school's symmetrical and tidy outward structure, its systematical arrangement of rooms and classrooms, its very intelligent and refined teachers and even the sophisticated and elegant portraits lining the school's walls. Natalie admired the beauty Durmstrang had to offer but she always associated a sense of emptiness with the school. It was too perfect, lacking a human air. The school was devoid of the familiarity and homeliness she craved. Friendships never extended past old family acquaintances or exclusive cliques.

Contrary to outside opinion, the school was very open and welcoming to Muggleborns and half bloods, having learned the dangers of such discrimination following Grindelwald's war. The protectionist, conservative and outdated values held by many ancient pure blood families carried little influence in Durmstrang.

However, what annoyed Natalie the most about her former school was its distinctively snobbish and hypocritical feel. In order to be admitted to the school, Durmstrang required students to pass a very difficult test assessing their magical ability, claiming that they harnessed and developed the best magical talent in the wizarding community. The class sizes were very small, resulting in many magical individuals, who lived in Bulgaria, being unable to attend the school. Judging by these strict guidelines and the school's well maintained appearance, one would never assume that some of magic's darkest and most evil figures had been pruned and refined here. As a result, Natalie frequently was struck with the impression that the school was overly conscious of itself, refusing to acknowledge its grim past and visible flaws while continuing to exist with an infuriatingly condescending air.

Hogwarts was a completely different story. Whether it was the castle's irregular Gothic appearance, its randomly changing assortment of staircases, corridors and pathways or its brash and loud portraits, the school in its own imperfect way was very welcoming. With her own unique past, Natalie felt very comfortable in living in such a dynamic and eccentric environment. She especially liked the teachers ; most of whom stayed at Hogwarts during the summer. They all invited her to their offices, showed her their books and urged her to take their courses. Such openness would be regarded as a sign of weakness at Durmstrang but at Hogwarts, it seemed to merge in with the school's lighthearted mood. Whereas Durmstrang represented a wealthy, aristocratic but cold and distant family, Hogwarts resembled the tightly knit, carefree and accommodating, albeit slightly dysfunctional, family everyone wanted to join.

Most of all, Natalie loved Albus Dumbledore. In the past two weeks, she had numerous talks with him either in his office, during mealtimes or in the corridors. His wittiness, intelligence and kindness were amazing but Natalie was truly fascinated by the fatherly presence he cast. He was neither intimidating nor overbearing but the unmistakable aura of certainty and confidence he emananated seemed to silently state his proclamation that he would not let the magical world slip out of his control. During their sometimes hour length discussions, they would talk about everything ranging from the current dire state of the wizarding community to Dumbledore's favorite Muggle sweets. With Dumbledore's piercing, intent blue eyes gazed upon her, she felt comfortably exposed. She was aware he would be able to sense and uncover her insecurities, fears and desires but she had an unusually numbing trust in Dumbledore. For anybody else, such trust would be considered romantically irrational but for Dumbledore, it seemed oddly perfect.

On one of these bright, sunny afternoons in his office, Dumbledore looked at her through his spectacles with keen, twinkling eyes. Natalie sensed he was excited to talk to her about something.

"Natalie, tonight, I have a couple of errands to run. Seeing as you haven't been out of the grounds in the two weeks you've been here, I think it would be appropriate that you accompany me. Your safety won't be too much of a concern given that these errands are merely domestic and you of course will have me as your companion."

"What are these errands?" Natalie asked eagerly. Despite how she much loved the castle, it would be refreshing and exciting to see other parts of the British magical community.

"Oh, just to pick up a student and hopefully persuade an old acquaintance to come teach at Hogwarts," said Dumbledore casually.

"Which student?" questioned Natalie. She wondered why any student would need to be escorted by the Headmaster.

"Harry Potter. I'm surprised we have not talked about him. But yes, I intend to escort Harry from his aunt's home to his friend's house where he will spend the rest of his summer. "

Natalie clicked her tongue in annoyance. Despite all his achievements and supposed bravery, Harry Potter was not a person Natalie admired. In her view, he was a self centered idiot. "Ah, so you're really going to serve the famous and absolutely brilliant Harry Potter," said Natalie, not bothering to disguise the sarcasm and contempt in her voice.

A slight frown appeared on Dumbledore's face. "I gather you are not a member of the Harry Potter fan club. I trust you have not based your interpretation of him on the Daily Prophets' accounts because that newspaper is suffice to say, completely wrong."

"Of course not! I know fully well that the Daily Prophet is merely a puppet of the corrupt Ministry. Last year, he was a delinquent to them and now he's the Chosen One. What a bunch of waffle, if you ask me," scoffed Natalie.

Dumbledore gazed at her with a determined glint in his eyes. "He is one of the most severely misunderstood people I have encountered. If you come with me, you'll find that he is in fact quite a shy and engaging young man."

Natalie scowled. "Professor McGonagall told me all about him. From what I have heard, every year he has been at Hogwarts, he has gotten himself caught up in some outrageously dangerous adventure that attracts the eyes of the entire wizarding world. Seems to me that he is just an attention seeking prat who escapes death by pure luck," argued Natalie vehemently. She was starting to get irritated with Dumbledore for defending Potter. If Dumbledore did have a weakness, it was his willingness to see the good in people despite their very recognizable faults.

"You are not the first to say that about Harry nor will you be the last. I would say that the boy has a very dark past and consequently, trouble tends to find him. He is guilty of only being too curious in the mysteries of his own life, hardly a crime in my opinion. This school year, you'll come to realize he is our truly best hope for lifting the magical world out of Voldemort's stranglehold."

The firmness and matter of fact tone in Dumbledore's voice rendered Natalie silent for a moment. She considered his statement but then countered that Potter was far too young and immature to face Voldemort. Anyway, it would be a long time before he attained enough experience with magic to face Voldemort. Before she could make her point known to Dumbledore, he raised his hand to hush her.

" I think we've had enough of this discussion. Now Natalie, are you coming tonight with me or not?"

Natalie considered his proposal. If she did agree to go with Dumbledore, then she would at the very least travel to somewhere outside of Hogwarts. She would be able to meet whatever new professor Dumbledore had chosen and she thought in disdain, she would get her first look at Harry Potter. What was so special about him anyway and why did Dumbledore seem to think he was some child prodigy?

She took a deep breath and said evenly, "Yes, I'll come."

Dumbledore's eyes sparkled and his face beamed in pleasure. "Very well, then. I have to say it will nice to have some company. These tasks can get quite tedious. We'll be leaving at six'o clock. Bring a jacket. "

Natalie nodded and with that acknowledgement, she left the office, not knowing what to expect.

A collection of others work for my enjoyment

hey potterheads 250 collections reached my schools have started plus coachings and online classes too my schedule is tightly packed but fret not i will continue it.

* a recommendation for yall*

watch 
" IF HARRY POTTER HAD LYRICS MUSICAL VIDEO ON YOUTUBE"
its theme is as same as this story and i just watched it and it is very true and yall will also agree.

comment if you like the video and share your views so i can pick up some inspiration.

ciao.

Let me tell you the story of how i died, met some self proclaimed god, And got a ticket to the multiverse.


First world: Harry potter.

Second world: Haruhi suzumiya.
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This is a wish fulfillment story. i am trying to give it regular updates but dont have great expectations on the character. it will have twists and turns like a roller coaster that phineas and ferb would have made.

i see many over complicate and give too op golden finger. i want to give a non op bit still op( if you know what i mean) experience

I woke up because of someone gently caressing my hair. I saw Raze staring at me. He smile so I look around they're gone and i'm in a bedroom with Harry Potter theme? "Where am I?" I ask him. I'm wondering whom this room belong. It's pretty nice. "Polaris House" he said "They're sleeping in the guest room" so if they all sleeping...

"How long did I slept here?" why Raze didn't wake me up. "Almost 2 hours. I don't want to disturb you that's why I didn't wake you up" he look at me and smile. "I'm going, sorry I disturb you from your sleeping" he's about to open the door when I speak "Thank you Raze" he stopped and look at me. He smile at me "You're always welcome my Queen and this room is made for you Amarie" he said before he go out.

I lay in the bed and stare in the ceiling. Why he's acting like he know me for years? Why did he bring me here? How did he know that I love Harry Potter? Who are you in my life Raze? I'm wondering why I can't remember anything when I'm in hospital even my friends. I just remember my family that time. As far as I know they bring me in America to have a treatment. I stay there for 2years. The facilities there was good they help me to bring back my memories but some more of my memories didn't bring back and now I feel that there's something in my heart is missing. I stand up and roam the whole room. While i'm roaming I saw a two pictures in one frame the two person in the upper part is watching sunset, the girl is taking a picture of sunset while the boy is just looking at his girl and in the lower part they star gazing, the boy is staring at his girl with a smile and the girl is pointing the star.

My head ache when something flash in my mind. I let go the frame so it fell and broke. My head "Aarrrgh!" I can't stop from shouting because it hurts.

Flashback (I'm walking near in the seashore when someone throw a sand ball in my feet. I look around then I saw Aze laughing I gave him a death glare. So I made a big sand ball and throw it to him while he's laughing.

"HAHAHAHA YOU JERK AZE!" I run away from him. I need to escape to him but he capture me in his arms. I laughed at his gesture. "I love you Aze") End of the flashback

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