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Harry Potter Crossovers › General - Misc
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Adult +
Chapters:
8
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Reviews:
40
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Currently Reading:
1
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Chapter 8
Author's note:
The plot is mine, nothing else. There are a few lines from "Harry Potter and the sorcerer's stone" that I borrowed, but I'm sure they are easy to find. Just remember, if it looks familiar, it is not mine.
*******
Sarah and Harry got out of the muggle cab at the train station. They were both wearing muggle clothes and although Harry could see one or two goblins hiding around the station (he knew there were more of them, but most of them had done this sort of thing for too long to be spotted), he was feeling pretty much like a normal child.
He had to actually beg his father for this, his father wanted him to get there like a full fledge goblin prince. That was the last thing Harry wanted. He wanted to be just another kid, to be treated like everybody else for once"¦ or at least at first, anyway. Could you imagine the kind of pranks he could pull if everybody though he was a normal kid and not the prince of the underworld? They would never see it coming!
They arrived at the platforms 9 and 10 with just a few minutes to spare. They looked around and could not find the platform 9 ¾ they were suppose to get to.
"It has to be here someplace" said Sarah a bit worried, it had been years since she came across a secret door she could not find in less than 3 seconds, but then again, she had never came across a secret door in the mortal realm and the rules here were a bit different.
"Every year is the same"¦ full of muggles"¦" said a plump red head woman pulling a girl by the hand, four boys were following her, all pushing carts with trunks like Harry's and all with flaming red hair.
"Percy, you first" the woman said and the boy went forward, the last second a group of people blocked the way, but it had been enough for Harry and Sarah to figure out what they needed. They decided to wait behind the red headed family and watched them go in.
The twins pulled a prank at their mother making her believe she had got their names wrong and Harry liked them immediately.
"Looks like you won't be the only prankster at school, Harry"
"Yeah"¦ but maybe I can be THE prankster of the school. What do you think, mom?"
Sarah laughed. Harry was too much like his father for the school safety. Dumbledore did assure her they could handle him, but still"¦
"Well, I would like you to focus on your studies rather than on your pranks."
"but my pranks are my study"¦ I have to be a good goblin king someday"
"Nice try, but you practice enough pranks at the underworld, in school you practice"¦ whatever it is that they teach. Clear?"
"Yes, mother"
They made their way to the platform and saw the famous Hogwarts Express for the first time.
"You know, we don't have anything like this in the underworld... I'll have to talk to your father about it. It's beautiful" said Sarah with her eyes shinning.
Harry just rolled his eyes. His mother was always adding beautiful things to the underworld, which was ok, but he liked the not so pretty parts of it too, they were the funniest. His mom was just too girly sometimes.
Harry notice the twins coming towards where they were standing and decided to make friends with them. He had no idea how this would work in the mortal realm, but in the underworld the law said they had to talk to him first, so it was a matter of what would make them talk to him"¦ maybe if they though he needed help"¦ he started to make a big show of trying to put his trunk in the train and letting it fall a few times, making sure he did hit foot at least once and looked like he really needed help.
"Want a hand?" wow, too easy.
"Yes, please" Harry panted.
"Oy, Fred! C'mere and help!"
"Thanks" said Harry once the trunk was safely delivered to a compartment. Harry pushed his sweaty hair out of his eyes.
"What is that?" said one of the twins pointing at Harry's lightning scar.
"Blimey , are you"¦?"
"He is, aren't you?"
"What?" what, can they tell what I'm just by looking at me? How powerful is a wizard?
"Harry Potter" they said together.
"did someone announced I was coming? Oh, him, I mean, yes, I am"
The twins looked at him with their mouths open, what really annoyed Harry. The twins mother called them outside and Harry was left alone. He was mildly pissed now. If everybody knew he was a prince he would never be treated like a normal person. Sarah came in to find a frown in her son's face.
"Harry, what happened?"
"Does everybody know I'm the goblin prince?"
"No, of course not. We didn't tell a soul and the headmaster promise not to divulge that information. Why?"
"The twins just asked me if I was "˜him', Harry Potter. They knew about someone named Harry Potter. How come?"
"I don't know. Why don't we find out?" Sarah closed her eyes for a moment and Harry knew what she was doing. She was using a fae gift, one of the crossed paths gift. It was a very mild use of the gift, you just made sure you were on the right place at the right time to get a piece of information you would need.
They looked out of the window and sure enough they could heard the twins talking to the rest of their family just outside of it, they were picking on their older brother who had became a prefect, whatever that was (he did look like someone who deserved to be in the receiving end of many pranks), promising her not to blow up a toilet (which was pretty basic, but if you got just the right person sitting on it, it could be fun) and he heard when they told her they just met "˜Harry Potter'.
""¦ and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a zoo. Is he really, Fred? How do you know?"
"Asked him. Saw his scar. It's really there"¦ like a lightning"
Harry and Sarah looked at each other. Scar? What were they talking about? How did the scar gave away the fact that he was the goblin prince?
"Poor dear"¦ is he all alone? How did he got here?"
What?
"Never mind that, do you think he remembers what You-know-who looks like?"
Who?
"I forbid you to ask him, Fred. No, don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day at school"
The whistle sounded indicating that was time for the train to leave.
"What was that all about? You-know-who? And what does all this has to do with my scar?"
"I will find out and let you know. How does that sound?" said Sarah kissing and hugging Harry.
"Ok. I'll see what I can find out around here too" said Harry kissing his mother back.
"Be good and don't get in to too much trouble. Anything you need just send an owl" and Sarah left Harry to settle himself in the compartment more comfortably. He looked out the window and saw that she had made her way to the red-haired woman and they were talking like old friends.
Harry smiled, his mom would know everything there was to be know about what had just happened before the end of the hour, but it didn't mean his curiosity would be satisfied soon enough"¦ unless he did something about it. A little concentration and voilá, the door slid open and the youngest red-haired boy came in.
"Anyone sitting there? Everywhere else is full"
Harry shook his head and the boy sat down. The boy sat in silence, pretending not to look at Harry's direction but Harry was having way too much fun with this to stop now. He decided to use just a little bit of his gift again. The twins stopped by and made the introductions which made the conversation start to flow.
Ron, his new friend, told him a bit about why Harry was famous among the wizards and You-know-who, but couldn't bring himself to say his name. It did annoy him a bit, apparently he would not be as unknown as he wanted, but at least nobody knew he was a prince yet.
They talked about Hogwarts and the houses and how he wanted to be in Gryffindor, like everybody else in his family had been. Eventually, the conversation shifted to their families.
"I was adopted" said Harry.
"By whom? A wizard?"
"Oh, no. My parents, Jareth and Sarah, are pretty much like everybody else back where we live"
"Oh!" and that was all there was to it. Harry couldn't help the huge smile that came to his face.
A nice woman came by with the food cart and Harry brought enough to throw a small party, it was the first time he saw any of those foods and he wanted to taste all of them, he and Ron had a blast sharing what Harry had brought. Later on a very annoying girl came by looking for somebody else's toad and hanged around enough to see Ron making a fool of himself with a bogus spells his brothers had given him (Harry really liked those guys), but at least she knew enough about Harry to give him a name: Voldemort. He made a mental note to talk to the annoying girl some more and learn more about his past.
Ron was explaining to Harry what was Quidditch when the door slid open again. Harry could tell before whoever was outside had even touched the door that it was not a pleasant visit.
It was the blond boy from the robe store with two big guys that looked like they were bodyguards. Crabbe and Goyle, said the blond boy.
"Is it true? They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. So it's you, is it?"
"Yes"
The blond smirked.
oh, it would be so fun to mess with him though Harry.
"Good, my name is Draco Malfoy"
Ron gave a slight cough, which may have been hiding a snigger. Draco looked at him.
"Think my name is funny, do you? No need to ask your name, red hair, freckles, second hand clothes"¦ you're a Weasley"
Ron's ear went purple and Harry narrowed his eyes at Draco. Now, there was someone in a desperate need of a 13 hour tour around the labyrinth. No one would insult another person and get way with it so easy in front of him. All he needed was a good plan. Malfoy was talking again.
"You will find out that some families are better than others. You don't want to go around making the wrong friends, Potter. I can help you there" he held out his hand but Harry didn't shake it.
"I think I can tell the wrong ones for myself. Thanks" oh, he is going to pop a vein
Malfoy really looked like he was going to pop a vein or something, he send a few threats and finally left.
Well, I got myself a brand new friend, a mystery and, right now, a project: piss Malfoy right in to the labyrinth, and all this even before my first year actually begins. This school thing is going to be great
* The end *
Well, It is the end for now anyway. The scenario is set and someday I will come up with a sequel. I just want to finish a few of my other fics first.
See you around.
The plot is mine, nothing else. There are a few lines from "Harry Potter and the sorcerer's stone" that I borrowed, but I'm sure they are easy to find. Just remember, if it looks familiar, it is not mine.
*******
Sarah and Harry got out of the muggle cab at the train station. They were both wearing muggle clothes and although Harry could see one or two goblins hiding around the station (he knew there were more of them, but most of them had done this sort of thing for too long to be spotted), he was feeling pretty much like a normal child.
He had to actually beg his father for this, his father wanted him to get there like a full fledge goblin prince. That was the last thing Harry wanted. He wanted to be just another kid, to be treated like everybody else for once"¦ or at least at first, anyway. Could you imagine the kind of pranks he could pull if everybody though he was a normal kid and not the prince of the underworld? They would never see it coming!
They arrived at the platforms 9 and 10 with just a few minutes to spare. They looked around and could not find the platform 9 ¾ they were suppose to get to.
"It has to be here someplace" said Sarah a bit worried, it had been years since she came across a secret door she could not find in less than 3 seconds, but then again, she had never came across a secret door in the mortal realm and the rules here were a bit different.
"Every year is the same"¦ full of muggles"¦" said a plump red head woman pulling a girl by the hand, four boys were following her, all pushing carts with trunks like Harry's and all with flaming red hair.
"Percy, you first" the woman said and the boy went forward, the last second a group of people blocked the way, but it had been enough for Harry and Sarah to figure out what they needed. They decided to wait behind the red headed family and watched them go in.
The twins pulled a prank at their mother making her believe she had got their names wrong and Harry liked them immediately.
"Looks like you won't be the only prankster at school, Harry"
"Yeah"¦ but maybe I can be THE prankster of the school. What do you think, mom?"
Sarah laughed. Harry was too much like his father for the school safety. Dumbledore did assure her they could handle him, but still"¦
"Well, I would like you to focus on your studies rather than on your pranks."
"but my pranks are my study"¦ I have to be a good goblin king someday"
"Nice try, but you practice enough pranks at the underworld, in school you practice"¦ whatever it is that they teach. Clear?"
"Yes, mother"
They made their way to the platform and saw the famous Hogwarts Express for the first time.
"You know, we don't have anything like this in the underworld... I'll have to talk to your father about it. It's beautiful" said Sarah with her eyes shinning.
Harry just rolled his eyes. His mother was always adding beautiful things to the underworld, which was ok, but he liked the not so pretty parts of it too, they were the funniest. His mom was just too girly sometimes.
Harry notice the twins coming towards where they were standing and decided to make friends with them. He had no idea how this would work in the mortal realm, but in the underworld the law said they had to talk to him first, so it was a matter of what would make them talk to him"¦ maybe if they though he needed help"¦ he started to make a big show of trying to put his trunk in the train and letting it fall a few times, making sure he did hit foot at least once and looked like he really needed help.
"Want a hand?" wow, too easy.
"Yes, please" Harry panted.
"Oy, Fred! C'mere and help!"
"Thanks" said Harry once the trunk was safely delivered to a compartment. Harry pushed his sweaty hair out of his eyes.
"What is that?" said one of the twins pointing at Harry's lightning scar.
"Blimey , are you"¦?"
"He is, aren't you?"
"What?" what, can they tell what I'm just by looking at me? How powerful is a wizard?
"Harry Potter" they said together.
"did someone announced I was coming? Oh, him, I mean, yes, I am"
The twins looked at him with their mouths open, what really annoyed Harry. The twins mother called them outside and Harry was left alone. He was mildly pissed now. If everybody knew he was a prince he would never be treated like a normal person. Sarah came in to find a frown in her son's face.
"Harry, what happened?"
"Does everybody know I'm the goblin prince?"
"No, of course not. We didn't tell a soul and the headmaster promise not to divulge that information. Why?"
"The twins just asked me if I was "˜him', Harry Potter. They knew about someone named Harry Potter. How come?"
"I don't know. Why don't we find out?" Sarah closed her eyes for a moment and Harry knew what she was doing. She was using a fae gift, one of the crossed paths gift. It was a very mild use of the gift, you just made sure you were on the right place at the right time to get a piece of information you would need.
They looked out of the window and sure enough they could heard the twins talking to the rest of their family just outside of it, they were picking on their older brother who had became a prefect, whatever that was (he did look like someone who deserved to be in the receiving end of many pranks), promising her not to blow up a toilet (which was pretty basic, but if you got just the right person sitting on it, it could be fun) and he heard when they told her they just met "˜Harry Potter'.
""¦ and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a zoo. Is he really, Fred? How do you know?"
"Asked him. Saw his scar. It's really there"¦ like a lightning"
Harry and Sarah looked at each other. Scar? What were they talking about? How did the scar gave away the fact that he was the goblin prince?
"Poor dear"¦ is he all alone? How did he got here?"
What?
"Never mind that, do you think he remembers what You-know-who looks like?"
Who?
"I forbid you to ask him, Fred. No, don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day at school"
The whistle sounded indicating that was time for the train to leave.
"What was that all about? You-know-who? And what does all this has to do with my scar?"
"I will find out and let you know. How does that sound?" said Sarah kissing and hugging Harry.
"Ok. I'll see what I can find out around here too" said Harry kissing his mother back.
"Be good and don't get in to too much trouble. Anything you need just send an owl" and Sarah left Harry to settle himself in the compartment more comfortably. He looked out the window and saw that she had made her way to the red-haired woman and they were talking like old friends.
Harry smiled, his mom would know everything there was to be know about what had just happened before the end of the hour, but it didn't mean his curiosity would be satisfied soon enough"¦ unless he did something about it. A little concentration and voilá, the door slid open and the youngest red-haired boy came in.
"Anyone sitting there? Everywhere else is full"
Harry shook his head and the boy sat down. The boy sat in silence, pretending not to look at Harry's direction but Harry was having way too much fun with this to stop now. He decided to use just a little bit of his gift again. The twins stopped by and made the introductions which made the conversation start to flow.
Ron, his new friend, told him a bit about why Harry was famous among the wizards and You-know-who, but couldn't bring himself to say his name. It did annoy him a bit, apparently he would not be as unknown as he wanted, but at least nobody knew he was a prince yet.
They talked about Hogwarts and the houses and how he wanted to be in Gryffindor, like everybody else in his family had been. Eventually, the conversation shifted to their families.
"I was adopted" said Harry.
"By whom? A wizard?"
"Oh, no. My parents, Jareth and Sarah, are pretty much like everybody else back where we live"
"Oh!" and that was all there was to it. Harry couldn't help the huge smile that came to his face.
A nice woman came by with the food cart and Harry brought enough to throw a small party, it was the first time he saw any of those foods and he wanted to taste all of them, he and Ron had a blast sharing what Harry had brought. Later on a very annoying girl came by looking for somebody else's toad and hanged around enough to see Ron making a fool of himself with a bogus spells his brothers had given him (Harry really liked those guys), but at least she knew enough about Harry to give him a name: Voldemort. He made a mental note to talk to the annoying girl some more and learn more about his past.
Ron was explaining to Harry what was Quidditch when the door slid open again. Harry could tell before whoever was outside had even touched the door that it was not a pleasant visit.
It was the blond boy from the robe store with two big guys that looked like they were bodyguards. Crabbe and Goyle, said the blond boy.
"Is it true? They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. So it's you, is it?"
"Yes"
The blond smirked.
oh, it would be so fun to mess with him though Harry.
"Good, my name is Draco Malfoy"
Ron gave a slight cough, which may have been hiding a snigger. Draco looked at him.
"Think my name is funny, do you? No need to ask your name, red hair, freckles, second hand clothes"¦ you're a Weasley"
Ron's ear went purple and Harry narrowed his eyes at Draco. Now, there was someone in a desperate need of a 13 hour tour around the labyrinth. No one would insult another person and get way with it so easy in front of him. All he needed was a good plan. Malfoy was talking again.
"You will find out that some families are better than others. You don't want to go around making the wrong friends, Potter. I can help you there" he held out his hand but Harry didn't shake it.
"I think I can tell the wrong ones for myself. Thanks" oh, he is going to pop a vein
Malfoy really looked like he was going to pop a vein or something, he send a few threats and finally left.
Well, I got myself a brand new friend, a mystery and, right now, a project: piss Malfoy right in to the labyrinth, and all this even before my first year actually begins. This school thing is going to be great
* The end *
Well, It is the end for now anyway. The scenario is set and someday I will come up with a sequel. I just want to finish a few of my other fics first.
See you around.