Rowling, I'm not English, so English is not my native language, be mild with your lovely flames :. Good advice is always welcome At Number 4 Privet Drive, in the smallest bedroom of the house, there was a boy.
He was sleeping. Of course when I say sleeping I do not mean sleeping like explosion of nuclear bomb couldn't wake him, no he was trashing under his sheets, obviously having a nightmare. He was dreaming about death of his godfather, the only man who could have taken the place of his father in the world. Sirius Black. He remembered how he tried to cast the Unforgivable Cruciatus Curse, how he lost all awareness of what was happening around him, how he had only one goal in mind: to have revenge on Bellatrix Lestrange.
While the nightmare was playing in front of his eyes, Harry Potter understood, that the angrier and more frustrated he became, the harder it was for him to fight against his opponent. His anger clouded his judgment, slowed his reaction time, made his mind more blunt, made his power diminish. Harry's nightmare was playing out. He witnessed the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort.
When he was possessed he started to wake up, and then finally when Dark Lord left his dream self, Harry Potter awoke from his nightmare. When Harry's breathing normalized, he stood up from his bed, and went in front of his window.
He was watching for couple of hours without moving, just occasionally batting an eye. An outsider would have said that the teen in front of the window was a statue, because for to hours Harry Potter did not move even one muscle in his body.
His mind was in a blank void-like state. His mind was clear like perfect diamond, he looked like he was in a very deep trance or even coma. Of course that would be an opinion of an outsider, because Harry himself was fully aware of the happenings around him. He heard the sounds of the sleeping city, he occasionally saw homeless cats or dogs roaming around the back yards of the Private Drive.
The cause of his state, was that Harry's heartache was so deep that hundreds Voldemort's Cruciatus' could not compare to the pain he was feeling now. Harry analyzed all factors who led to the death of his Godfather.
At first he blamed himself, but as he was watching his memories for the tenth time, he suddenly realized something. It was fault of Sirius himself for even going to the Department of Mysteries at all, it was fault of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore for keeping Sirius locked in his own home at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, it was fault of Severus Snape for raping Harry's mind during the lessons of Occlumency and for baiting Sirius Black when couldn't do anything useful for the Order of the Phoenix, but finally it was the fault of Bellatrix Lestrange and Tom Marvolo Riddle.
From all these people Harry's fault was one of the smallest. After the realization that everything that happened was not his fault, Harry started to embrace the light of the sun. His was standing as calm as stone in the field, his mind was as calm as the calmest mountain river. When the sunlight fully enveloped his body, after two weeks of horrible self pity Harry Potter finally smiled.
He understood that in the eyes of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Albus Dumbledore's eyes he was a mere pawn, a soldier on the giant chess board like everybody else, he understood that he had absolutely no chance to defeat You-Know-Who.
Harry Potter was not as naive as everyone made him to be. He understood that he had to learn a lot of things, meet many people, see a lot of places, gain many new allies, gather a lot of experience and then, only then he will be able to try to defeat Tom Marvolo Riddle also known as You-Know-Who, Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, Dark Lord Voldemort and also as Harry decided to call him: Dark Dork Noisyfart. Harry Potter decided to create a new faction of war.
He did not like the incompetence and the number of corrupt officials at the Ministry of Magic, he did not think that the methods of fighting the Order of the Phoenix used were effective, because every captured Death Eater was later broken out of Azkaban prison, so the capture was like holiday from their Master's torture for them.
He in no way said that the Death Eaters should be killed on spot or something like that, he just thought that the Order should take a more active role in the war. Instead of waiting for attacks and then reacting to them, they should organize attacks of their own, they should raid the houses of known Death Eaters or their hide outs. Then Harry started making plans of the new organization, its leading body, fighting methods, possible members, needed equipment, recruiting possibilities, potential allies.
When Harry was finally finished thinking and planning, for the first time in over a week, he opened the door of his room and entered the bathroom. After the long warm shower and brushing his teeth, Harry re-entered his room, dressed in his best clothes and walked downstairs.
In the kitchen he sad what you could call a perfect family. He went to a counter, made five sandwiches for himself and sat at the table to eat his breakfast.This includes her publishers and Warner Brothers. If you recognize another character from a fanfic, you have read that was published before this, please inform me, so I can give proper credit where it is due.
With overHP fanfics onit's highly probable this will happen although I will do my best to avoid it. This is the last Disclaimer that you will see as it covers all chapters. It includes a super powered Harry. As such it does not follow canon, although unless stated otherwise events leading up to the start of the story are canon. It includes some bashing of my less than favorite people in canon. There may be hints of sex between mature adults and strong language in places, therefore, the T rating.
For those who don't like powerful Harry stories I suggest you read one or more of the half-million plus other stories out here on. A day begins at hours and ends at All times, unless otherwise noted, are local times. An old mage appeared inside the wards that Dumbledore had placed hours earlier. Had anyone been able to see him, they would instantly know he was not pleased.
He changed the wards that would make Harry's remaining family hate him and magic. He added intent wards that would severely injure those who would harm the boy. These new wards were intent based and worked against magicals and non-magicals alike.
Magicals would be stripped of their magic, and non-magicals would suffer brain damage that made them blubbering idiots. The wards would always indicate that Harry was present at the house and was being humiliated, which was what Dumbledore expected.
The mage looked at the fifteen month-old boy and removed the cursed scar and banished the small piece of soul to the Maker for judgment. He took the time to fix the boys eyes and remove the bindings on his magic. He added a filter that would keep the accidental magic minimal until Harry James Potter turned nine. After removing the charms placed on the letter in the basket, the old mage then entered the house. He seemed to float up the stairs to the master bedroom.The Last Heir Standing (Voldemort/OC fanfic)
He looked at the sleeping couple, and with a wave insured they would remain asleep. He entered their minds and placed instructions about how to raise the boy.AN: Okay everybody I have made several super Harry stories and some stories where he knows some loopholes through rules and laws but never really a true 'Political Harry' story so this is my attempt. Reviews, advice, and suggestions will be greatly appreciated.
After about five minutes they reached an office that read 'Inheritance office' and opened it to find three ancient looking goblins behind the desk.
Potter to you when we are finished. Are you prepared for today's test? Bloodfang raised an eyebrow at him, "Muggle raised? Nodding in understanding Harry grabbed the offered dagger and made the cut on his palm and put his cut over the goblet and let it fill up and, once the needed amount of blood had been reached, his cut healed instantly.
After a moment the blood drained from the goblet and words appeared on the parchment, when it was done Ragnok picked it up before his eyes widened almost comically before he handed it to the two other goblins who had similar reactions before they handed it to him and he read:.
Heir to: Potter family bloodPeverell family bloodEmrys family bloodGryffindor family magicand Slytherin family conquest. Magical core rating: Average 14 year old: Average Adult: Merlin Emrys: Yours: naturallyenhanced from basilisk venom and phoenix tears toblocked to Shaking himself Ragnok said "Well Lord Potter it is different for each of the families.
The Potter family Lordship provides some property and access to your family vault but not much else.
The Gryffindor and Slytherin families give you two of the now three votes for the Hogwarts School board and any artifacts belonging to the two founders but nothing else beside their vaults. The Peverell and Emrys families are two of the three most powerful families in our nation's history and those three families in fact set up our government.
Along with their vaults and properties you will gain their seats on the Wizenagamot, they are two of the three great council seats that, if there is a majority vote, can veto any motion that the Wizenagamot puts forth along with their normal vote but they, along with the third family of Le Fay, haven't been seen for the past eight hundred years. Will I be declared king of the magical world. I am losing it, this cannot be possible. After a moment the shock wore off and he said, "Thank you Bloodfang I needed that.
When you place them on they will inform you if there are any marriage contracts that could affect you and will break the block slowly over the next couple of days. Nervously he placed the first ring, the Potter one, on the ring finger of his right hand and there was a white flash of light. One by one he put the rings on and with each one a diamond appeared in the gold border around the Potter family main seal and each one flashed white until he slipped on the Peverell ring which flashed blue.
Before he could ask Stoneaxe said "That Lord Potter means that the Peverell family does indeed have a Marriage contract but it is not viable, either the family is extinct, they have no daughters, or all of their daughters are already married.
Is there a reason for this?The Muggle Protection Act was passed, by three votes. Umbridge's anti-werewolf legislation was passed, by a large margin. Even after I said they're only driving more numbers to Fenrir Greybacks side, that statement was made public and Fenrir threatened me.
I killed every single member of his group, and Fenrir Greyback himself. The best part is no one even suspects me, due to my apparent youth and the brutality shown in the killing of werewolves. I tore them apart, literally. I spent four nights hunting werewolves who sympathize with Greyback and killing them, over eighty-percent of the population.
It's not all bad, though; when my letters were stolen by Dobby, I made it look like Arthur Weasley did it to increase the likelihood of his act passing. I recovered my letters and forced Dobby to leave me alone, or be exposed to the Malfoy's. I verified that Lucius Malfoy put Tom's diary among Ginny's books. I rudely rebuffed Gilderoy Lockhart who dared to grab me; I told him to never grab a lord again, under pain of death. I really enjoyed mocking Ginny, in the form of "whoever sent this Valentines Day Card" as being a pathetic fan-girl, everyone else laughed too.
I'm not a suspect in the attacks this time around, and I talked Hermione and Neville out of using Polyjuice Potion to investigate. I bought the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff Quidditch team Nimbus 's, so they're all equal.
Which I had to explain to angry Gryffindors. I then used my control of Hogwarts to restrict outside influence on House competitions. I already dealt with Lockhart who tried obliviating me, he'll be placed into Azkaban for trying to attack and Obliviate a Lord. I've pretty much created a feud with the Weasley's.
I've humiliated several of their family members. Called Fred and George bullies and cowards who target younger children. I didn't banish them from Gryffindor, I can't have their Quidditch talents used against the house. I, also, finally told Ron to leave me alone; I'm not befriending someone who stalks and harasses me.
Please consider turning it on! Remember Me. Work Search: tip: austen words sort:title. Prologue 2. Chapter 2 3. Chapter 3 4. Chapter 3 5. Chapter 4 6. Chapter 5 7. Chapter 6 8. Chapter 7 9. Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Glossary Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter For the first time in more than a thousand years, Merlin is called from the forward to right the balance once more.
Disguised as a fifth year student, he must fight to stop Voldemort when it is not his destiny to do so. The moment Voldemort regained his body, the Old Religion cried out. Spoilers: HP - definitely through the end of OotP, since Merlin is supposed to know more than most, there may be other spoilers as well.
Merlin - through the end of season 3 because I haven't had a chance to watch season 4, so I can't spoil it, lol. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Merlin. They belong to J. Rowling and BBC respectively. They have simply been kind enough to allow dreamers like me to indulge in fantasies involving their characters. See the end of the work for more notes.Summary: Finally free from the Phantom Zone after being trapped for years, Harry Potter finds that the world has changed a great deal.
After fifteen years of being put in life or death situations, can he adapt to a peaceful life now that Voldemort and his followers have long since been dealt with and he is finally free from his prison, or will he find a new purpose and be more?
Notes : It's been a little while since I've posted anything. I really need to stop taking breaks from writing anything. But I'm not here to talk about other projects. I'll get to them when I get to them. I've had this idea, or something similar to it, ever since I read the brilliant works of Megamatt09, along with Wand and Shield by Morta's Priest.
The Phantom Zone was nothing more than a timeless desert-like wasteland. By the very nature of the place, the only way out was death. Because time stood still in the prison dimension, the residents had no need of any kind of nourishment. Food and water were not needed, though that did not mean that they were unwanted either. Sleep for the sake of resting the body was not needed either, though the mind was another story. Those words broke him from his thoughts.
The last thing he had expected was for the newest arrivals in the Phantom Zone to near where he had been holding up recently. He was certain it had nothing to do with him either. Even if he was mostly powerless in the Phantom Zone, the magic of his father's Invisibility Cloak still worked flawlessly. Unless they were just passing through, the only reason he could imagine them coming so close to his location was the strange altar that was nearby.
He had wondered what the altar was for before, but the few inhabitants that he had met since coming to the Phantom Zone were not very fond of answering questions. The only reason he knew what the place was called was because the Invisibility Cloak allowed him to sneak up on the other residents and listen in to their conversations. Quickly rising to his feet with his cloak wrapped around his body, he crept towards the altar and saw two women and two men. One of the men was knocked to the ground just as the altar came into view.
The other man drew a dagger from his cloak and gave a threatening command that filled him with hope. Those words served as confirmation to a hope that he had given up on after what seemed like a few years ago.
There was a way out.
He had been content to do what he could to survive for as long as he could, but that was only because he had believed that it was impossible to leave. The circumstances of his arrival had been strange enough that he had not even been able to make a guess how to leave.
If he had not become the Master of Death and had all three of the Deathly Hallows in his possession, he likely would have ended up dead instead of in the Phantom Zone. That was the only explanation he had come up with as to why he had not ended up like his godfather.
He carefully crept towards the altar as the spoke and was only a dozen or so yards away when he handed the knife over to the woman. It is the key to the gateway," the woman remarked as she looked at the knife.
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