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Controversially Young Secretary!AU [Kraven the Hunter]

I was smacked with this idea straight into my face and had no one to voice this to so I’m just going to throw this here:

Controversially Young Secretary Reader x The Kravinoffs

Secretary!Reader, who is older than Dimitri but younger than Sergei, works with Nikolai as his secretary. Does all the management and planning for the social and public aspects of the Mafia’s front but also is just eye candy and a honeypot. With Nikolai liking her for her competency and work, with blurred professional personal lines. They tend to banter, with her having the driest humour known to man.

The twist is that she also happens to trigger both Sergei’s and Dimitri’s mommy issues but also Sergei’s underlying saviour complex that is manifest through his dislike for Nikolai.

And now it’s just a shitshow with her just trying to survive long enough to make her bank account fat and heavy and get her vacation time on a lovely trip she’s always wanted.

Inspired by: @otaku-girl-ao3's works; 'Just say (I am yours)', 'Price tag', and 'Terms'. I promise I'll properly start working on writing out this idea and the rest of my works that I have by the end of this week since I'm graduating Highschool tomorrow and am official done up to September.

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It’s giving Tangerine undercover for a mission as a go go dancer. Give me some of that 😩

Hello? Damn. Like I have no words but sir give me a chance, plsssssz im on my hands and knees for you fr

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Hello? Damn. Like I have no words but sir give me a chance, plsssssz im on my hands and knees for you fr

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Happy 35th Birthday to this fine specimen of a man.

16 years 8 months 1 day is not that big of an age gap, he’s only a little older than me, I say as they drag me back to the asylum.

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He is so omega coded, let me be your alpha baby, please just one chance, please on my hands and kneesssssssssss.

IM TELLING U FOR ALMOST 3 YEARS HE IS GONNA BE THE NEW JAMES BOND.

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Was I just supposed to find out that Aaron Taylor Johnson, gorgeous darling, had an grunge-esque phase???

Wtfff he’s so cutie, truly baby girl at all stages of his career.

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Stark!AU [Kraven the Hunter X Marvel CU]

SERGEI x READER x PIETRO

Reader's Background: -> She's Tony Stark's daughter, she's a mini Tony. -> Is set in POST AOU, but with living Pietro, he's just recovering from injuries. -> Ages: Sergei; 34, Pietro; 26, & Reader; 20+ {ATJ's age when he acted in the role.} -> Went to the same private school as Dimitri while living primarily with her mother; Post Sergei running away. -> She works in the Avengers Tower as a Biochemist & Doctor. Pre-Canon: -> Went to the same private school as Dimitri; Post Sergei running away. -> During & up until recently, Pietro & Reader are neutral to each other. -> They start to get along reluctantly and become friends after Wanda & her become friends. -> Wanda & her become friends as they were the only women around the same age. -> Friends to Lovers, Pietro is very flirty but she takes it as a joke, and is oblivious to it being serious. -> He finds her comforting and calming.

Meet Cute: -> She, while in London to celebrate Dimitri's birthday, has her alarm going off due to Dimitri triggering it when kidnapped. -> She and Dimitri had exchanged the alarms as a precaution for their parties day while in university as a safety precaution and have kept it since. -> Intercepts the helicopter, taking Dimitri to the tower to protect & check up on him. {Took about an hour and a half, used her personal Quinjet.} -> The Avengers were gone for a mock battle training at Shield. -> She was midway through the check up on Dimitri when V.E.N.U.S, {Virtual Emergency Nursing Unit & Support} her very own AI, mentioned someone was trying and succeeding in scaling up the tower. -> Dimitri intervenes before she can activate the defense protocol, saying that it might be Sergei, so with a pout, she has V.E.N.U.S ask the man for his identity and reroute him to the nearest window and given directions to her private lab & clinic. You: ... Your brother climbs walls? What is he? Tarzan? Dimitri: More or less, a little more lion than gorilla.

-> Extremely confused to see Sergei, stares for a good minute or two. Very much; (・_・) (- _ -) (・_・). -> Does not bring up his face until Sergei has calmed down after checking up on Dimitri. -> Once Sergei has calmed she mentions Pietro & drops the ball on them that they look alike. -> Dimitri takes the chance to make a joke, neither are amused. Dimitri: Time to pop a bottle for myself, finally I'm not the only bastard son around here. {He does, in fact, get smacked behind his head by Sergei.} -> She has V.E.N.U.S pull up a picture of Pietro and Wanda, unfortunately it does not give any leads to Sergei.

Not So Meet Cute: -> Invites them to the tower's common room, making lunch for them. -> Does gauge easily that Sergei is enhanced/mutant with the way he climbed up the tower. -> Due to the origin of Sergei's power, she is instantly intrigued due to her own background as a biochemist and doctor. -> She offers Sergei to use the tower's training programs to measure his abilities, whilst trying to coax him into giving her some of his blood. -> They're in the middle of testing after thirty minutes of making fun of Sergei's phone when the Avengers return to the tower. -> Pietro speeds to see her, having not annoyed her all day and needs to fill the quota of it, nearly trips when he stops at the sight of Sergei. -> Confusion ensues but She and Dimitri are living for it, and so was Wanda as she trailed in behind Pietro. -> Pietro instantly does not like Sergei, a figurative dick measuring contest happens right there and then. -> Pietro likes annoying Sergei to which Sergei likes to return the favour by aggravating him, very much like two dogs fighting over a juicy steak, territorial and bared teeth. -> Sergei purposely gets touchy with her just to throw Pietro off, Sergei is much more possessive in his touch compared to Pietro's constant little touches, they're equally as touch starved. -> Does not help that Sergei brings her a gift every time he visits, Pietro hates it but she adores it, especially since Sergei brought a fur pelt that she had raved over many times at Dimitri's apartment.

Scenes: -> She easily linked the fact that Sergei and Kraven the Hunter are the same person, had F.R.I.D.A.Y hack and trace Kraven's identity to Sergei. -> She randomly and more often than not kidnaps his devices and his equipment for upgrades. You: no it doesn't matter if you think bows are better, Sergei... Don't tell Clint I said that. -> WingWoman!Wanda, she is so down for her to get with Pietro, actively scheming and plotting. -> WingMan!Dimitri, his inner matchmaker woke up at the prospect of having her as a sister, and also just wants Sergei happy. -> Featuring; Mortified Over Protective Dad!Tony Stark. -> The Avengers on the other hand are enjoying themselves. -> Sergei brings gifts & Pietro gets quite competitive with it, practically a drenched cat in terms of behaviour. -> Intense Stalker Sergei vs Clingy Affronted Pietro. -> Tony likes Pietro, for once, until he catches Pietro running around her bedroom before and after training to hang out with her. -> Natasha is both pleased to have another Russian in the tower but also very tempted to attack Sergei at random.

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Ballerina!AU [Kraven the Hunter]

Series: [1] Drabble:

You were rather taken aback from the stare that had persistent following your every move. At first you had just assumed it was a fan that had recognised you but the weigh of it didn't disappear, only getting heavier.

You had been heading to a cafe nearby originally, but decided to go in a circle to see if you were being followed, except midway, the source of your unease pounced and grabbed your arm, tight and rough, screaming and swearing another language you didn't recognise.

Pain flared upon your arm as panic began to fill you as two more men appeared but before you could run or scream, a sickening crunch was heard from your side as one by one all three of the men were knocked out with ease by face that was becoming familiar faster than you had ever experienced.

'Sergei!' You perked up at the sight of him, sighing in relief as you nervously stepped over the unconscious bodies surrounding you.

You let him hold onto you, gripping both your shoulder and arm, letting him burn his stare into you as he looked you over, checking for any injuries, growling in displeasure at the blooming red bruise.

You watched as he unblinkingly cataloged every single perceived slight the men had done against you. 'We really need to stop running into each other like this, let alone you start thinking this is a daily occurrence for me!'

You paid his silence no mind, becoming used to his habitually silent and broodiness, always tense and observing for any possible dangers around. Unbeknownst to you, he truly did think you needed to be protected, a ballerina like yourself, how could he risk you getting hurt and forever incapable of doing what you love? What made you so very special? Risk ruining what drew him to you in the first place?

'Don't worry, just be careful, alright, принцесса.' Is what he said, despite his inner monologue growling and bearing its teeth to be a protector and proper provider, his instincts going haywire at the very notion that someone was coming near his принцесса, especially due to the threat likely coming from his father's meddling ways.

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Younger Sister!AU [Kraven the Hunter X Bullet Train]

JANITOR AI BOT

A Younger Sister AU, where you, the user is the youngest sibling of the Kravinoff Mafia Family. Due to the user's nature of being a girl, Nikolai, their father never considered her a threat, hence allowing the you, a slim amount of affection, a rather large cause of tension between the siblings. Due to the negative feelings, the brothers were never close with you, leaving you feeling isolated and alone.

It got worse once Sergei ran away from Nikolai's legacy, which pushed the man into sending you and Dimitri away to private schools.

Years later you bump into your brothers celebrating Dimitri's birthday, an invitation that was never sent to her. It was awkward and uncomfortable, as you were utterly unaware of the care your brothers did feel for you even if they did not show it.

WITH TANGERINE

WITHOUT TANGERINE

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Younger Sister!AU [Kraven the Hunter X Bullet Train]

Background: - The third Kravinoff Sibling, similarly to Dimitri, she's a bastard child of Nikolai. - She is Nikolai's favourite child, and the only one he remotely shows affection to, due to the fact that her being a girl removes her as a threat to his position and life's work in his eyes. - This led to tension blooming between the siblings, isolated due to the Dima and Sergei having a closer bond to each other. - Due to the upbringing, she is rather spoiled but mature when needed, underlying daddy issues. - She, at the end of the day, does work in the Mafia scene in secret as tech and intel/hacking work. - She becomes The Twins' handler, through which she and Tangerine meet.

Scenario: - Bumps into Dimitri at the Den with Sergei there, they were celebrating Dimitri's birthday. - She was there for celebratory drinks after a mission well done at the Bolivia job. - Dimitri and Sergei were not pleased to see her there with Tangerine and Lemon. - She misunderstood their gaze, feeling hurt, she avoids her brothers, focusing on Tangerine and Lemon. - Her brothers recognised The Twins, the sight of them puts both of the brothers on edge.

- Sergei wasn't fond of assassins and hitmen, and Dimitri was just displeased to see someone on his turf, and that you were so comfortable with them. - Tangerine is very touchy, which annoys them, but it's the brotherly care Lemon shows her that ticks them off. - Despite being resentful, the brothers do care for her, and do still carry quite the older brother care for her. - She and Tangerine are always bickering like an old married couple. - Tangerine spoils her terribly and she happily accepts. - Is the safe house for the twins, and the next time Dimitri and Sergei see her is when, along with Nikolai, they went to her house, only to find The Twins there. - Tangerine adores to fuck with Sergei, adores purposefully ticking them off. - Surprising all of them, expect her, Nikolai does not mind her and Tangerine's relationship, even if he's disappointed that Tangerine isn't Russian.

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Ballerina!AU [Kraven the Hunter]

Series: [2]

Background: - A Russian Aristocrat's Daughter. - Has been training to become a Ballerina since she was a child. - Goes to the same Private School as Dimitri and Sergei. [DIMA; MIDDLE(08), B!AU (09), SERGEI; HIGH(11)]

Personality: - Graceful and poised. - Gentle and Hardworking. - Determined, Strong and Disciplined.

Meet Cute: - Sergei, while homesick for his mother, finds himself at his school's production of Swan Lake, gravitating to it due to his mother being a former Ballerina. - Instantly obsessed, mesmerised and bewitched as he sees her dance as Odette for the first time. - Finds her utterly lovely and enchanting.

Pre-Canon: - Stalks her while at school, was rather ticked off that he couldn't follow her along after becoming 'Kraven'. - Despite going off the grid, he still goes to every show after finding out she's dancing professionally. - Finds out after Dimitri mentioned her offhandedly that she was performing. - Dimitri refers to her as 'Ballerina Kravinoff', a nickname Dimitri gave to tease Sergei since they were in school.

Time-Skip: - Sergei's enemies figure out a pattern in his civilian appearances, as he would only be in cities and countries when her production is performing. - Nearly gets kidnapped by a poacher's mafia friends. - Sergei intervenes before it could happen, so she doesn't find out about his Mafia connections, since she assumes it was a deranged fan. - Sergei is so not pleased to find out there are others like him trying to stalk her, but the others do it without manners, man is furious to realise she's being encroached upon by another. - Takes Sergei out for dinner as a thanks, Man is fighting tooth and nail, salivating, to be her bodyguard.

Inspired By: @ufcow [Post]

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Emerge From Water - 04

Chapter 4 Summary + Chapter list:

Waking up, Harry checked the time and decided that it was too early to go anywhere so he continued reading through the books and finally finished the files. Today he needed to go to Gringotts to speak to Ironclaw about Sirius Black.

The day went by easily and without issues, first Harry ate and strolled the Alley for a bit, going into shops while feeling giddy over hiding a snake in his newly bought shoulder bag. Turns out snakes are quite sassy, and had ended up naming her Lily. She rather liked it.

“Green One, we should go to the short people now so you can finalise your business and we can cuddle up and sleep.” Harry soon realised that his snake was rather lazy, but at least the commentary was interesting. Harry conceded to Lily’s point and went to Gringotts.

Waiting for his turn, Harry observed the bank, it was quite imposing. In a few minutes, it was Harry’s turn, “I’d like to speak with Craftblade and Ironclaw, please and thank you.” The Goblin looked Harry over, before yelling for another Goblin to escort Harry to Craftblade’s office and to call Ironclaw.

Harry was taken to the room filled with weapons hanging on the walls and an intimidating desk where Craftblade sat. “How can I help you today, Mr Potter?” Harry then went along and explained that he was here to visit the vaults under his name as well as to give the memories for Sirius’ case.

As he mentioned Sirius, Ironclaw arrived. “Mr Potter, sit down so I can begin the memory extraction.” The Goblin said, leaving no room to refuse. Harry nodded and sat down on the chair parallel to Craftblade. The extraction took a minute and Ironclaw left after securing the memories into Potion Vials.

Before Craftblade took Harry to visit the vaults, Harry asked, “The files mentioned a few of my heirlooms being missing, that weren’t in one of the family properties, how do I get them back?” At the question, the Goblin looked confused before he sneered, “Just recite, ‘I, Lord Potter and Heir Black recall all items owned by me to be returned’.” 

Harry nodded, assuming it was like one of those warding enchantments and binds that were attached to all assets Harry owns per the file's details. And in a few seconds, a blank parchment paper and an ugly-coloured cloak appeared. Harry recognised both items, the parchment was a map his Dad made with the password of ‘I Solemnly Swear That I’m Up To No Good’. The cloak on the hand had the Potter Family Magic reacting quite strongly as Harry picked it up, once again lamenting that it would have been pretty if it was a solid colour like green.

Then suddenly, the cloak changed its colour to an emerald green. Gently wearing the cloak, Harry turned invisible, the cloak was the famed Cloak of Invisibility given to Ignotus Peverell by Death himself, or so the file claims it to be.

Harry delicately folded the Cloak and placed it into his bag, before following Craftblade into his vaults. The entire ordeal took over two hours and Harry was emotionally drained. He had visited a total of six vaults, five for the Potter Family and the last for the Black Heirship.

When Harry asked why there were multiple vaults, Craftblade had replied that there were his trust vaults, one for each family, then the main Potter vault, then one dedicated to portraits, one to cursed heirlooms and then the last was books and trinkets that the Ministry and ICW, International Confederation of Wixen, had banned over the years. Harry was looking forward to looking into that.

So Harry spent a good chunk of the day roaming through the vaults, truthfully, Harry had spent most of it stalling to avoid going into the portrait vault. “Did my parents’ have portraits commissioned?” Harry tried to keep the hopefulness to a minimum but couldn’t help it. 

The Goblin stared at Harry for a second before replying, “No, unfortunately, due to the circumstances at the time and the fact that most Wixen do not have their portraits painted until they're in their late fifties.” Harry took the answer for what it was and tried not to feel too bitter at never meeting his parents, even if it was a shade of their true personality.

Harry walked out of the bank with multiple books and heirlooms the family kept as well as journals he found written by his parents with their friends, or so Harry assumed. That night, after Harry settled himself by rearranging his entire trunk much too many times, he went to sleep both excited and a cauldron worth of anticipation for the Will reading.

The next day Harry woke up in a mix of emotions, he was not only finding out about a GodFather but also given the option to stay with him, despite Harry being an adult in the eyes of Wixen Laws. 

Harry got up and changed into formal robes he bought the day prior, he had only purchased a few to last him for a week. The robes were a gorgeous emerald green, underneath Harry wore simple black slacks and a button-up white shirt. Slipping on a pair of dragonhide boots, Harry shrunk his trunk and checked out of the Leaky Cauldron.

Harry was the first to arrive at Gringotts, granted he wanted to see exactly who would be participating. Second to arrive was a stern-looking woman who brought along three people, two of them in similar uniforms that he recognized as Official Auror Robes, but before Harry could even greet Lady, one of the men hoarsely spoke, “Harry?” 

Harry’s eyes snapped to the man the Aurors’ escorted with cuffs on his wrist. “Sirius?” Harry abruptly stopped, “Merry meet Lady Bones, Aurors.” He greeted, lightly brushing a kiss to the Department Head of Magical Law Enforcement’s hand, “Gringotts has graciously provided a private room for us to wait in.”

With that being said, Harry followed an escort Goblin to a private room. Once settled, Harry politely had the Aurors move to the back after they introduced themselves as Aurors Shaklebolt and Graves. They had seated Sirius onto the couches and Harry, much to the concern of the others in the room, had swiftly sat down next to him.

Sirius looked groggy, except once he glanced at Harry, his eyes watered as if he was about to sob, hence Harry grabbed his hand and squeezed, “I know you’re innocent, just brave through this, and we can talk privately.” That calmed the man significantly. Harry had noticed that his GodFather was rather pale and malnourished, and he felt his heart constrict in sympathy.

Harry knew it was a smart idea to read the books on Azkaban, hence he silently and single handedly removed a box of chocolate as well as warm milk from his shoulder bag, but was careful not to wake Lily up from her sleep. Then he fed them to Sirius, who curled himself onto Harry, hoping it would bring any form of comfort. 

The entire room was filled with quiet tension as Lady Longbottom arrived, both Harry and Lady Bones had gotten up to greet her. The two Ladies made idle small talk whilst Harry rejoined Sirius on the couch. Now, there was only Remus, Professor Snape and Dumbledore left to arrive, and ten minutes to start the Reading itself.

Just as Harry thought of the werewolf, Remus walked in, he immediately zeroed onto Harry and Sirius, but as per decorum and social rules, greeted everyone before sitting near Harry and Sirius, yet he did not speak, too shaken up to answer, it was only then Harry realised that it was two days after the full moon and Remus would still be recovering.

Sirius tried to reach out for Remus’ hand yet stopped himself, “Moony.” He rasped, that was all it took for Remus to reach out to hold Sirius’ slightly chocolatey hand. Before he could say anything, Bloodclaw walked into the room with Ironclaw trailing behind him. 

Though, prior to the Goblins arriving Professor Snape walked into the room, and he silently went to greet everyone before sitting down in the furthest corner from Harry and Sirius.

Then came in the Goblins, ten minutes after them came in a horribly dressed wizard. When Harry heard Dumbledore’s fashion sense was bad, he thought of mismatched robes and dress shirts, not ugly bright yellow stars on deep purple. Harry had to calm himself, or else he would have set blaze those disgusting robes. 

“Harry! My boy, you must get away from him!” Dumbledore said with a certain edge to his voice, but rather than Harry showing an outburst, he calmly replied, “Have we met before? Because I do not recall giving you permission to refer to me by my given name.” Such is life when you leave a child to be neglected by bitter relatives, those children end up holding grudges and anger which even Hell is afraid of.

Despite reeling internally, Harry caught Lady Bones’ eyebrows twitching in irritation, she looked rather displeased by the information. “Now Harry, I am your Magical Guardian, and I require respect-” Harry quickly cut him off, “I have never met you in my life, hence you have failed as a Guardian, second of all I am an emancipated Lord, you have no control whatsoever upon me.”

The temperature dropped in the room, due to Dumbledore’s late arrival, the rest of the people in the room had already witnessed Harry’s Lordship and Heir Rings. The Headmaster looked flustered, and rightfully so, he had never planned for the Will to be read, yet since it was happening, he needed to do damage control.

Thankfully, the Goblins didn’t allow for any unnecessary chatter as they squished Dumbledore’s attempts to talk to Harry. He was quite glad he had informed the Goblins of his desire of not wanting to speak with Albus Dumbledore until he reached Hogwarts. 

Craftblade, once everyone had stopped speaking, opened a box filled with a shimmery sphere and placed it onto the desk in the middle of the room. 

“I still do not think we should burden a child to hear their parents’ last words.” Dumbledore said in a gentle tone yet mentally he was seething, how dare the child speak against him. Surprisingly, before Harry could say anything, Lady Longbottom intervened. “We should hurry up, none of us have time for delayed matters that should have been resolved ages ago.”

Harry caught the stern Lady’s eyes and slightly inclined his head as a thanks and received a sharp nod in return. Then Craftblade tapped the sphere twice and a voice played out of it;

“I, Jameson Fleamont Potter, revoke all previous wills whilst under no effects of any spells, potions or runes, so mote it be.

I, Lily Rosaline Potter nee Evans, revoke all previous wills whilst under no effects of any spells, potions or runes, so mote it be.”

Harry swallowed a sob at hearing his parents' voices, unconsciously he curled towards Sirius who pulled him to his chest tightly.

“Hi, if this is playing that means I have died during the time I and my family were in hiding, Lilyflower if you’re there, please do not blame yourself for not saving me or for any reason I died. I leave everything to you until it is to be given to my son and Heir on the day he accepts the Heirship.

If both my Wife and I are to perish during the war, then I leave my greatest treasure to my dearest friend, Sirius Black-Lupin. Besides my son, I give Sirius the Potter Family Summer Home in Athens, where we spent our best days. And he is to be given the contents of vault 408.

To Remus Black-Lupin, I leave you the contents of vault 409, and I sincerely hope you do not reign Harry and Sirius away from pranks rather help plan them like you did with us during our Hogwarts time.

To Peter Pettigrew, if proven to not be disloyal and betray us as our Secret Keeper; then, I leave you the contents of vault 410. 

To Neville Longbottom, my Godson, I leave you vault 411, in hopes that you’ll find the picture and stories of your Parents and I infinite amusement. Lily has also placed all kinds of trinkets and things for you.

To Severus Snape, I ask for forgiveness for the torment I caused during our school years as you did not deserve that treatment.”

The will continued through Lily’s version, except she left things for things for Mary Macdonald, Marlene Mckinnon and Alice Fortescue. She too, left a small note for Professor Snape, and to Harry’s surprise it looked like the Professor was about to cry.

“In order of Guardianship of our son, first he should go to Sirius Black-Lupin as his right of being both Harry’s GodFather as well as BloodAdopt Father. Then to Remus Black-Lupin, if either are not able to provide Guardianship, then Harry is to go to Alice and Frank Longbottom. Should they too be unable to care for Harry, then Harry should be raised by one of the Potter family’s house elves. Under no circumstances should be given to Petunia Dursley nee Evans.” 

The air crackled with heavy Magic caused by Harry’s emotional turmoil, someone had sealed the will to make sure Harry would end up at the Dursley, and he had a very good guess on who exactly it was. Harry almost lost his temper if not for Remus suddenly hugging Harry and Sirius, which wasn’t a good idea as it caused both of them to flinch and jerk back.

Sirius in a panic pulled Harry closer and raised his hand in fright at hearing Harry whimper, but seeing as it was Remus both of them slowly relaxed into the embrace. The hug was cut short as Lady Longbottom quickly asked, “Why wasn’t the Will read before?” It was a question Harry had as well so he softly slipped out of the hug to turn to the Goblins. “I’ve been wondering so as well.”

Craftblade then answered with a bloodthirsty grin and Harry noticed how Dumbledore’s face lost all colour, “Due to pressure from the Ministry, Gringotts was strongly asked to not read the Will unless asked by the Heir.”

The admission caused disgruntled expressions to appear on most of the faces, but not to lack of care, Madam Bones quickly approached Harry, “Lord Potter, I would like you to come with me for a bit to clear up everything with Lord Black at the DMLE office.”

Yet, before Harry could reply, Dumbledore inserted himself into the conversation, “Well, Amelia, I must recommend myself to be present in the meeting.” As if Albus was going to leave his pawns out of his reach any longer. “HeadMaster Dumbledore,” Said Remus harshly, “My GodSon, Husband and I will be leaving with Madam Bones after collecting everything from Gringotts and where Harry is staying.”

Dumbledore lost his infuriating twinkling from his eyes, “Remus, my boy, you can not -” Albus didn’t have time to finish his sentence as Craftblade forcefully expelled him from the room. It shocked the occupants in the room, but they regained composure. 

Then, Lady Longbottom spoke, “Lord Potter, Lord Black, I will be sending letters regarding the Healers in Europe, I hope they are useful.” She said sombrely, with a slightly haunted look in her eyes before bidding them goodbye.

Seeing as no uninvited guest remained and everything was collected, Harry mentally gave himself a pat on the back for bringing his truck and shoulder bag with him. Then, Madam Bones brought Harry and his possibly new family to the DMLE. They were escorted to Madam Bones’ office and were seated. The next hour passed by through paperwork and having the Minister call an emergency Wizengamot meeting for the next day.

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Emerge From Water - 03

Chapter 3 Summary + Chapter list:

Harry thinks he fell in love a bit when he looked at all the options in the store, “Mr Potter,” Severus said to break Harry out of his admittedly, very well hidden awe, “Buy what you need for school and Owl Order the rest.” Then he, the Professor, motioned to a store out the window, “Meanwhile I will be at the ‘Slugs and Jiggers Apothecary’ three stores down, understood?” Harry answered yes and the Professor slipped out of the store. Honestly, even Dudley didn’t run out of a clothing store that fast.

Walking up to the counter, Harry was ushered to a stand to take his measurements. “What will you be needing today?” The attendant asked slightly distracted by the blonde lady that walked in, she was quite beautiful. “I need the Hogwart uniforms for first years and any and all catalogues for Owl Orders to browse through, I am just returning to the Wixen world and would like to look the part befitting my family.”

At the mention of looking the part, both the attendant and the lady, though much more subtly, looked Harry over. The attendant seemed to realise who she was talking to, hence apologised immediately, “I’m sorry Heir Potter, I meant no disrespect.” Harry waved it off, “Don’t worry, I didn’t even know that I was a wizard until my Hogwarts’ letter arrived, and it’s Lord Potter.” At that the blonde lady couldn’t help but interrupt, “H - Lord Potter, you thought you were a Muggle?”

Harry's face turned to the lady, she oozed natural sophistication and grace, “I lived with my rather bitter Aunt who never got over her sister being Magical.” He said keeping a neutral face, hoping he didn’t let too much bitterness seep into his voice. Alas, it didn’t work, but the Lady politely ignored it.

“I apologise, I did not ask your name.” Harry said, as he moved off the stand and was handed a few catalogues for Fall robes and the store’s self updating year around selections. Harry then went to sit by the woman. She then slightly raised her chin, “My name is Narrissca Malfoy, Lady of the Ancient and Noble House of Malfoy.”

Harry carefully gauged her posture and body language before asking, “If it’s not too much of a hassle, would you mind helping me with which style of robes are better? If I let myself decide, I’ll never be able to choose.” Lady Malfoy seemed excited at the prospect of picking clothes so she opened one of the magazines and pointed at the many choices that were in fashion.

By the time the attendant brought back Harry’s clothes, Harry and Lady Malfoy had already marked multiple pages worth of shopping that Harry would order. Turns out the Wixen world cared not for gender in terms of clothing hence everything was like long dresses that were fitted. If the robes were closed, but open robes, which were currently popular, came in multiple styles and lengths. Essentially, Harry realised, robes were like thin coats and jackets that were worn over simple dress shirts and trousers. 

Harry paid with the Gringott card and bid Narcissa goodbye before heading to the Apothecary Professor Snape was at. The trip to the Apothecary was short, all Harry did was grab the catalogues since the Professor had already gathered what Harry needed for school as well as recommended certain knives which Harry ended up buying as well. 

After that, the pair went to Astronomy shop parallel to the Apothecary, where Harry bought a telescope as well as star charts that he thought might come in handy. Now the only thing left was getting a pet and picking up his Wand from Ollivanders before he could finally go to the bookstore.

Though, they ended up going to Ollivanders first and then ‘Flourish and Blotts’. Harry went ahead and paid Ollivander ten galleons for the Wand and then another twelve galleons for a dragonhide Wand Holster and Wand Care Kit because Mr Ollivander recommended it, saying that a wizard should never put their Wand in pockets.

‘Flourish and Blotts’ was a wet dream Harry wished he never wake up from, there were so many books to read and buy and thankfully, the store had premade baskets for first years which Harry grabbed and went straight to the counter to pay, he would just have bear with coming back another day to buy books without being monitored. Or so Harry convinced himself as he watched the Professor walk into the Potion section.

Unable to resist, Harry strolled through the religion section, and that’s where he found a book called; ‘The Greek Gods and their Stories’. It was an introduction book to Greek Mythology, and in that moment Harry wanted to smack himself for not remembering that Lady Hera, the Goddess his Mum mentioned was from the mythos books he had wrote down in his to read list from ages ago because he kept rereading the same three books.

Grabbing the book, Harry went into every section and got supplementary books on each subject to help him not fall behind and get him up to date with courses he was going to study. After thirty minutes, Harry met up with Professor Snape who had a look over Harry's cart. “Leave the potion book, the Potters are known for their Potion skills, you’ll find many good books in your libraries.” Harry conceded, and felt a bit giggly about owning more than one library, oh how he loved books.  

After leaving the bookstore, the pair walked into ‘Magical Menagerie’ . Harry was glad he decided to put everything into the trunk and had it shrunk by the Professor because the shop was filled to the brim. The Professor looked like he was going to run away from the store but he had too much dignity to do so.

Harry very carefully pulled the Professor to the corner where he heard hissing, thankfully Snape did not argue as it was the least crowded area. Harry scanned over the multiple tanks, except none of them were occupied until heard; “Green One!” A beautiful obsidian and green eyed snake shouted. If the snake hadn’t said anything Harry would have glossed over it.

Harry looked over to see Snape staring right at him and the snake, Harry bit his lip before resigning himself to the inevitable,“Hello.”  Harry greeted the snake, it was roughly a metre long, hence Harry deduced the snake was the teenager phase of a snake before it grew a few inches.

The look on Severus’ face could only be described as awe and horror, on one hand, ParselTongue was an amazing and envious Family Magic, but the Wixen world held a large stigma against the Wixens who spoke it.

Harry and the snake for conversed a bit before he grabbed the terrarium and brought it to the front of the store, the cashier looked at Harry weirdly but said nothing. Harry bought the snake as well as a female snowy white owl.

Finally finishing Harry’s shopping, they put Harry’s things into the room he booked at the Leaky Cauldron, before going to eat at the pub. “Professor, how do you know Aunt Petunia?” It was something that nagged Harry for a while, “And why was my name plastered everywhere?” Whilst they were shopping, neither of them had addressed Harry being famous, and wasn’t that a thought. 

Harry observed Severus with piercing eyes as visibly saw the man sadden, it was a very miniscule change. Harry wouldn’t have been able to tell if he hadn’t had practise with the teachers at school as well as the Dursleys. “I live near where your Aunt and Mother lived as children,” He started, explaining his childhood and how he knew the Evans. Severus hadn’t thought about his childhood in a while, especially the one before his Hogwarts years.

“Despite the house prejudice and different friend groups, your Mother and I were friends, that was until I messed up because of an incident caused by something your Father and his friends did.” And wasn’t that telling, suddenly, Harry understood why the Professor sneered at the mention of Remus’ name. “We never reconciled, it is my biggest regret.”

The mood turned sombre, but Severus continued, “The Order of the Phoenix, a vigilante group your parents were a part of, heard word of the Dark Lord trying to harm a child born to the members, hence Lily and Potter went into hiding along with another pair.” 

Harry listened quietly without disturbing the man in front of him from his trance-like state. “The Dark Lord was feared intensely for his view on Wixen born from Muggles, he, personally wish to ban them from visiting the Muggle world to avoid breaking the Statue of Secrecy, except that belief ended up twisting to both Muggle and Muggleborn eradication.

On October 31st 1981, during the height of the war, either Pettigrew, or Black, because apparently, he could be innocent, betrayed your parents as their secret keeper, a person who can only willingly give the information about what is under the spell, the Fidelius Concealment Charm, is hidden to everyone as they are unable to recall any detail pertaining the object or house.

The Dark Lord murdered your parents that night before turning to murder you using the killing curse, a curse with no countercharms nor shields. When he did cast the spell, he was vanquished, no one knows why you survived and it is unknown if the Dark Lord is truly dead or not. It is why you’re famous, you did the impossible and rid people, temporary or permanently, of a terrorist. The boy-who-lived, is what they call you.”

The amount of information dumped on Harry had his head hurting, seeing this, the Professor took Harry to the hotel room and bid him goodbye before leaving. It was around 15;35 Harry needed a nap, but before he slept he jotted down everything he could onto the notebook before falling asleep.

James and Lily Potter

Parents were magical too? - Explains why Petunia said I was a freak like my Mother and Father.

Bambi - a Nickname for Harry?

Green Light Magic - What is it called? Is it reversible?

Who is the murder?

 Peter - Why did he betray my family?

Who is Sirius?

Who is Remus?

Gods above - Lady Leto, Hera and Aphrodite, who?

WHY DID I SURVIVE WHEN MUM DIDN’T?

Why do crystals feel funny?

Pearl Tears.

Study Paganism and Greek Mythology.

Brush up Latin.

Types of Magical Races.

Go through Vaults.

Check on Sirius’ Case and Injustice. Why was there no trial?

Clear Sirius of All Charges.

Contact Remus Lupin.

Sift through Mail.

Sift through Family Portfolios.

Choose which house to stay in.

Attend Will reading.

Research Residual Magic.

Owl Order Clothes.

Owl Order Potions.

Go see a Healer.

Learn Etiquette.

Learn about Magical Animals.

Harry crossed out anything that was answered before jotting down more points. Looking at the list, Harry knew the next three days were going to be hectic.

Harry woke up around 19;23, and decided to be productive. First things first, Harry took out some parchment and some ink pens he brought from the Dursleys’ house. Important letters were not the ideal practising exercise for quills. 

Dear Mr Lupin, 

Hi, this is Harry writing. I just recently became aware of being a Wixen and wanted to contact a few of my parents’ friends and your name came up, hence the letter. Going through some of my Gringotts business, the Goblins informed me of an injustice and a lack of trial your friend, and my GodFather, Sirius Black went through. Though that is being dealt with, I hope this letter finds you well Mr Lupin, and I can’t wait to meet you in a few days.

Sincerely,

Harry Potter.

Harry hoped that Remus would reply to the letter, but didn’t want to get sentimental. Over the course of the next two and a bit days, Harry had gone through the family files and portfolios, visited a Healer, who sternly told Harry to take all the Nutrient Potions he assigned as well as he gave Harry all his vaccinations. 

According to the Healer, Harry would have to wait around two weeks after the month-long Potion course to take the Eye-Sight Repair Potion to make sure none of the medicine taken would react against each other. So, Harry walked out of the clinic with a box full of Potions and Ointments for his body and scars.

Harry spent the next day studying and practising his reading and writing skills in Latin as well as going through the books he bought for school, and about the Wixen World. Harry had also finished reading; ‘Greek Gods and their Stories’, and finally understood as to why he survived, Aphrodite had intervened.

Harry sat around piles of books on the bed when he realised he had an extra book, picking it up, Harry turned to the front cover, ‘Book of Patrons; To Devote Yourself To A Patron God’. It was exactly what Harry needed. Harry had spent the last hour or so musing on how to thank the Goddess and really hoped the book would have some answer.

Flipping to the first page, Harry began reading; 

[ Chapter One; What is a Patron God?

A Patron God or Goddess are Deities that followers receive their Guardianship and Protections through devoted prayers, gifts and worship…]

The book then went on how Patronage worked and how the Gods returned and reacted to. By the third chapter Harry was finally understanding the concept and how it would work. First of all, Harry would need to find out his Patron God, and according to the book, if a God had intervened in a Wixen’s life before, there is a higher chance of that God being their Patron.

Hence, Harry set forward to clean the bed and sat crisscrossed. “Lady Aphrodite, I am sorry if this prayer is not up to your standard, but I needed to thank you.” Harry suddenly felt so much lighter, like an invisible weight had been taken off of his shoulders. “Your divine intervention saved me, yet that is not why I am so utterly grateful. You fulfilled my Mother’s dying wish, and for that I would go beyond anything to show how much I appreciated your actions.” A quiet sob left Harry’s lips, “Thank you.” Harry laid down on the bed and decided it was time to go to sleep.