r/HPFanfictionPrompts

Voldemort stood amod the devastation of tue ministry, most of his death eaters criticslly injured, or dead. Himself burned and "So.. even Potter turns to dark magic, what would Dumbledore say to see you now?"

"Dark magic? No, i just realized how useful science really is in a world where no one understands it. Like this" Harry gave a small twist of his wand, then cast a simple spark, spell over Lucius. The already burned man screamed as his eyes erupted with a flash of fire over them. "Oxyhydrogen is an amazing thing to conjure."

Harry gave the dark lord a chilling smile "hey Tom, what happens when you throw water on a bunch of sodium?" As he pointed his wand at the transfigurrd floor Voldemort stood on. "auguamenti."

"Nice quill What are you neither handed?" Harry asked getting a few laughs from the other Tournament Participants.

"Let's do this interview privately-"

"No I want the world to see what a hack you are!" Harry says "Hey maybe don't the son of a death eater about his bosses killer seems like a conflict of interest. Draco dad is the only person I've ever met who's reached his full potential."

The quill can't keep up with the stream of insults and explosions right there and just then Harry gets a picture of Rita holding it in shock while he's smiling next to her.

"Keep going." One of the other people from the Prophet beg for Harry to keep roast.

"I love how you think outside the box, it's clear no one's ever invited you in one." Harry said "You have a voice Newsprint, and the face for radio but unfortunately you got brain for porno's."

"Okay that's enough." Rita says

"Your not wrong your just operating in a different intellectual Time Zone."

One Hour Later.

"Blimey, are yeh all righ' Harry?!" Hagrid asked as Harry stumbled aside.

"Yeah, I needed the bath anyway," Harry reassured him, shaking out his hair. Waving his pink umbrella, Hagrid used a Hair-drying charm, sending Harry staggering back.

"Sorry!" he muttered as Harry knuckled down. "One minute more."

Flicking the umbrella up, Hagrid cancelled the charm, leaving Harry bone-dry and his hair standing on end.

"Thanks," he said, patting down his head as the Goblin teller, Ranrook (he thought it was) returned looking over a parchment.

"Well, I can safely say you ARE Mr. Harry Potter," Ranrook said. "Thank you for cooperating with us."

"Wha' was tha' all abou'?!" Hagrid exclaimed.

"We had to make sure he was who you claimed he was," Ranrook shrugged. "After all, we cannot simply grant access to Mr. Potter's vault to anyone who claims he's Mr. Potter."

"I had the key!" Hagrid replied. "Yeh confirmed it was real! What more did ye need?!"

"Well we needed blood, birth circumstances, magical signature, exposure of magical disguises or illusions," Ranrook listed off nonchalantly. "We have had a LOT of imposters try their luck with us."

"Really?" Harry asked, disbelieving.

"Oh yes Mr. Potter," Ranrook said with what seemed like a smile. Turning to a bookshelf, he pulled out a rather large folder and plopped it onto the desk. "Care to take a look?"

"Uh, sure," Harry shrugged. Opening the folder, he saw hundreds, perhaps thousands of files, faces and names plastered like Wanted posters. Looking through them, he found himself laughing at some of the antics these imposters tried to get in. "These ACTUALLY tried to pretend to be me?"

"Yes Mr. Potter," Ranrook affirmed. "We've even developed a whole protocol to deal with them, and we were ready to do the same with you."

"What would have happened if I was an imposter?" Harry asked.

"Oh, you don't want to know," Ranrook answered, smiling like a shark near prey. "Well, let's head for your vault."

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls!" Ludo Bagman announced via the Sonorous Charm. "It's time for the Third and Final Task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament!"

"Boy this sounds familiar," Seamus muttered to Dean.

"Like a broken record," Dean agreed.

"The First Task was a dash for a prize, the Second was a race, and for the Third we have...a Wizard's Duel!" Bagman continued. "Our Champions will be paired up for three bouts, two preliminaries and a final match. Each bout will have four rounds lasting three minutes each, with points assigned to each duelist depending on their skill, conduct, and ground gained. The winner will be the one who earns the most points or whoever is left standing. If a duelist is thrown off the platform, they will automatically lose the duel."

"Sounds like Muggle boxing," Dean noted.

"The duels will be refereed by our esteemed Dueling Champion, Professor Flitwick," Bagman continued as a small figure walked into the center of the platform. "Illegal moves will be penalized with loss of points or disqualification depending on the severity and frequency. Illegal moves include Transfiguring one's opponent, making physical contact, attacks from behind, permanently damage, and Unforgivable Curses."

"Like we're ever going to see that happen," Seamus said with a half-chuckle.

"Don't push it," Dean replied darkly. "With our luck we just might."

"Beans! Get your Bertie Bott's Beans!" a man called out from the aisle.

"Wow, they're going all out," Dean said.

"Might as well make some money outta it, right?" Seamus shrugged. "Beans!" he called out, fishing out coins.

"And now everyone!" Bagman shouted. "Time for us to decide our bouts! Judges!"

At this, a giant four-spoke wheel appeared in the sky above the Pitch, the Champions' faces glowing brightly within the quadrants. The wheel then spun rapidly for a moment before stopping on a bright blue quadrant with a beautiful witch.

"There's our first Champion!" Bagman announced as the image pealed off the wheel, the spokes rearranging themselves accommodate the removal. The wheel then spun again, stopping on a golden third featuring a bespectacled boy.

"There we have it everyone!" Bagman exclaimed. "The first bout with be Fleur "Fatale" Delacour vs Harry "Firebolt" Potter!"

"Ugh!" the crowd groaned, many face-palming at the names.

"Which means our second bout will be..." Bagman paused for dramatic effect. "Viktor "Calamity" Krum vs Cedric "Digger" Diggory!"

"Someone PLEASE fire zat man!" Fleur groaned from behind the doors.

"You'd think he'd have learned his lesson from the Second Task," Harry muttered.

"Maybe it vos not enough?" Krum offered.

"You think he needs a friendly reminder?" Harry asked.

"Or perhaps somezing stronger?" Krum suggested.

"Well, when this is over," Cedric cut in. "We'll make sure to have a...chat with him."

The Sacred Twenty-Eight were originally twenty-eight bloodlines blessed by Hecate, Lady Magic, with each family receiving a hereditary gift connected to the nature and personality of the person she first blessed. These included gifts such as Parseltongue, metamorphosis, fertility, a ridiculous amount of luck, and other rare forms of magic. They were called sacred because they carried Hecate’s favor, not because their blood was pure. After centuries of incest, genocide, and pure-blood obsession, the families fell out of Hecate’s favor, and their gifts became increasingly rare, beginning to skip generations until they appeared only once every few generations. The modern belief that the families are sacred because of blood purity is a corrupted version of the original truth: their descendants turned Hecate’s blessings into breeding programs and, in doing so, nearly destroyed the gifts they were trying to preserve.

Hermione is fascinated by the Goblet and convinces Harry to sneak her down to look at it after the flame has gone out - maybe there is a way to get him out of the tournament?

When she recognises the types of runes inscribed on it, even faded and worn as they were, a suspicion forms.

She performs just two charms to cement her hypothesis, a simple one to determine its age and a more obscure one to find where it was made. The latter was generally useless in moder times and ignored as it only gave a general area and the number of artifacts that came from 'London' or 'Paris' meant it usually didn't help narrow things down.

But this time it did. Age = 2012 years, location = somewhere in the region of Mount Tabor.

A weight settled in her stomach that quickly hatched into a swarm of caffinated butterflies. When she told Harry the results - he was busy keeping watch - he blinked, then immediately filled the cup with water and offered it to his best friend.

If the cup gave life then maybe it could get them through this tournament in one piece!

Snape took a step back. Harry whirled to look at him, at his numb form, feeling the corners of his mouth curl down in horror.

"So it's true? You're my father?" He squeezed his fist around the Resurrection Stone, but it was too small to be painful; it didn't help to distract his stressed mind.

The man's shoulders lowered, he blew out a deep breath. Of course his face remained strained, revulsion twisting his features. Suddenly his eyes caught Harry's with malice.

"No. Were you any less disappointing, I might now acknowledge you as my son-"

"Severus Tobias Snape!" Lily bellowed, quite formidable for a ghost. "I will be having none of that. If there is anyone disappointing at the moment, it's you!"

"Oh quit it, you've said your bit," Snape returned. "I'd rather thought drama was more your sister's game." He advanced on her - Harry wanted to pull him back. "You set me up and you expect me to play along? Do you know how much I hate that son of yours?"

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Edit: I just imagined Snape somehow being able to see Lily's ghost, however that wouldn't be possible I realise with Harry holding the stone. I'd be interested to see a shouting match between the three of them. Interesting point about James, someone saying that if he is not the father, Snape can't hate Harry so much. I just don't think he could change all his years of hatred so fast. This would just irritate him I guess? Oh well, I don't know how he would react to this. Perhaps run quickly in the other direction.

The prompt wasn't really clear, but I meant to show that Snape finds out that he has a son at the same time as Harry does.

I which harry had been transported to Friern universe before attending hogwarts and learn frieren verse spell.

This is an idea that's been rattling around my head for awhile, but I don't really have the writing skills to properly expand upon it.

In the movie, there's the scene where amortentia is revealed, and there's the bit where all the girls move in towards it, then compose themselves and back away once Slughorn closes it. One detail that always stuck out to me was that Pansy Parkinson looks particularly embarrassed, glancing around a bit before regaining her composure.

What if it's because she has a secret crush? I'm a bit of a sucker for Harry/Pansy when it's done well, so could go that angle with it. (Don't care for Draco/Hermione tho, and it's hard to find the former without the latter.) Could be it's someone else entirely whether it be serious and angsty or cracky and silly.

Prompting this because I find Neville having Norse ancestry an amazing idea for worldbuilding, but if no one agrees, there's also the scottish version I can't remember the name of...

After eithe Harry gets killed by a death eater or with Harry not aging and Death visiting him and explaining his situation.

Harry can't go to the Afterlife since Harry has the three Hallows but instead of becoming "Master of Death", he could own a Pub with Dobby helping.

This Pub has with Death having agreements with other divinites of other universes some special abilities.

Alive people when they are wanting to talk to dead people loved ones or not, see a pub or whatever their universe/part of the world equivalent to a pub is appears and when they enter it, time stops outside of it.

There are also armbands on the people alive who have specific traits like being resurrected, being a chosen one, bad home life, so that other alive people can also talk with others that have some of the same experience.

Dobby is in charge of the kitchen, cooking and having access to any universe dishes.

Harry has the same at the bar with drinks.

There is a common area with a jukebox, an playroom, some private rooms, and even some bedrooms.

What follows is a strange mix of normal domesticity and wacky magical hijinks as Harry navigates new neighbors somehow just as strange as wizards but without magic, including the two coffee addicts next door.

(Crossover with Gilmore Girls. Just thought something simple and sweet and domestic would be nice. Also, we know next to nothing about Emily Gilmore’s family, would be interesting if she was herself or was the child of a Squib, and also, thought it’d be amusing to see Lorelai meet Andromeda, who also ran away from an oppressive aristocratic family.)

Basically Neville joins the Golden Trio early on, forming a tight friendship through all seven books.

How does Snape react to this Quartet? Does he see them as the Marauders reborn?

How does Neville feel about the Philosopher's Stone hidden inside the castle? Would he see it as an opportunity to help his parents? Or be baffled at Dumbledore's plan?

When Harry, Ron, and Hermione go to save the Stone, would Neville still try to stop them? Or would he go with them to help?

Would the Chamber of Secrets still open? Or would Augusta Longbottom stay Lucius' hand?

These are just some of the ripple effects. Feel free to comment or write as you see fit.

"Okay, gentlemen. Remember, no guns or weapons or magic permitted. Ninety minutes on the clock, unlimited meat cuts and any selection of vegetables and noodles you desire. Help yourself to sodas and teas and have a lovely meal."

Haley Potter-Black decides to go to America to study.

She starts by going to a high school to catch up with none-magical studies. She goes to a high school in Illinois where for some reason, she inherited a house there.

She is living in that house with Kreacher, Andromeda and Teddy.

There she meets a certain Aaron Hotchner. She started dating him and presenting Teddy her godson to him.

After high school she decides to study in different courses that would help her work as an Auror.

As she really loves him, she got to MACUSA to get autorisation to fill him in on the magical world.

A few years later when Aaron becomes Chief of the BAU, he is officially filled in.

Haley joins him working as liaison with MACUSA.

Ginny and Luna who are together and moved to the US often babysat Teddy and Jack. And if it's not them, it's Andy.

They are also visited by Hermione and Ron that quickly both become friends with Dr. Spencer Reid who would play with Ron some chess and the next second would talk about loads of things with Hermione.

Harry enters and meet two other people. Jason Todd, Jon Snow.

The room has a bunch of chairs in a circle.

There might be others, mainly people who have died and came back but could have others too.

It's basically an interuniverse AAGB like meeting.

"Make the choice child, whose power do you desire?"

"Will it be mine? In friendship I climbed to power, and with friends I survived when others fell. Choose me, and none shall withstand your jaws, or your friends" a cackling laughter came from the skull, and Harry looked upon a shaggy, spotted beast with a sloped back and crushing, large, white teeth. A hyena, but unlike any on tv.

"Will it be mine? Patience, cunning, and strength. My friends are few, but I ruled as king. Choose me, and none shall match your might, and or your cunning and your partners" the voice was smooth, deep and rich, echoing with a confident power. Harry looked upon the bones, and saw a great lion, with thick, heavy fur and faint stripes, a short, shaggy mane. Shadows of only a couple others stood behind it.

"Or choose mine? Stength, resolute, and power. You will need no other, for i live alone. None could challenge my might alone, and even the king and his queens gave way to my passing. You will know no equal to my power. Or my rage" the last voice was deep and growling. A firmness the others dod not have. Harry looked upon the skeleton, and saw a great shaggy beast, a bear of incredible size, that stood above the others, and stood alone.

"Choose your blessing child, and take up the duty the wolf forgot."

(Which were-animal will Harry become? Full control of shapeshifting, unlike werewolves. Still weak to silver.)

"What's the greek got to do with prophecy?" Ron asked.

"Hermione are you aware of the tale of Oedipus?"

"Yes why do you ask?" Hermione said.

"Great tell it to Ron I gotta use the bathroom." Harry left the train car.

The screaming and horror from Ron was heard across the whole train and Harry walked in.

"With his Mother?!" Ron asked looking at Harry and Hermione.

"Yep."

"His dad..."

"Yep."

"He killed..."

"Yep!"

"And married his..." Ron threw up.

"It's proof from the god you do not want to know the future." Harry explains "Every Mortal who does will eventually end up fucking his own mother and as good as it would be to see my mom again, not in that context."

Ron rushes to McGonagall begging to drop Divination but she tells him he's already locked in for the year.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls!" Ludo Bagman announces via Sonorous charm. "It is time for the Second Task! Where before, we had a daring dash for a Golden Egg in the face of an unknown danger, today we have...a race! Our Champions will race across the Lake, but this is no ordinary race!"

All at once, the Judges raised their wands and billowed vibrant-colored smoke. The smoke floated over the Lake, forming pathways that rose, fell, and turned sharply. With another gesture, the Judges conjured golden rings that hovered within the smoky paths, dancing slightly as though beckoning the Champions onward.

"For this Task," Bagman continued. "The Champions will fly within their designated paths, collecting the Golden Rings as they race towards the far end of the Lake. They will be scored on both how many Rings they collect and how quickly they finish the race. Points will be deducted for veering into each other's paths, colliding with your fellow Champions, or using magic to collect the Rings or sabotage each other."

"That's it?" Fleur asked incredulous. "That's all we have to do?"

"Oh no!" Bagman smirked. "There's a rather....giant obstacle to keep in mind."

At that, a massive tentacle rose from the water, swaying side-to-side, like a parent wagging their finger disapprovingly. The tentacle then slowly submerged back into the water, the surface turning smooth and glossy once more.

"Okay," Harry said.

"Any questions before we begin?" Bagman asked.

"Da," Viktor cut in. "Vhy are zere four people on ze other side? Vhy are zey not vith ze audience?"

"We thought it would motivate you to get there faster," Bagman responded.

"Like we needed MORE motivation?" Cedric asked disbelievingly.

"I am going to kill him," Harry muttered, rolling his eyes in anger.

"Get in line," Viktor cut in. "I vant a piece of him."

"Save a few for moi!" Fleur added.

"Now now, we shouldn't kill him!" Cedric said alarmed. Then he smirked "Just hurt him really, really badly."

Unfortunately for Euphemia and Fleamont Potter it seemed they would not be blessed by the Gods with a child late in life to carry on the line of the Potter's name and fortune. That is until they are quietly visited one spring night by an impossibly tall woman who claims the Aseir heard their prayers for a Child. They would receive a child found on a battle field unwanted. Half Frost Giant Half Fire Giant all InterRealm Incident. Blood adopted by the Potter's young James would grow up wanting for not and never questioning his parentage.

A few months before hand a Pleasure Elf had escape her confinement on Svartalfheim, her kidnapping from Alfhelm kicking off the Inter Realm struggle that would later bring another Orphan to the world. This Pleasure Elf would not let the Dark Elves keep her child, escaping to Midgard she ran through her rain and grime through the English country side til she couldn't run anymore and found the home of the Evans. With the last of her strength she gave her child a powerful Elven Glamour to hide her from those who would seek the child of a Dark Elf and a Light Elf. Placing the child on the steps, she rapped at the door before hiding herself, Mrs. Violet Evans found the most beautiful babe on her doorstep that January Night, her own recent late miscarriage a point of stress for her and her Husband, but this baby, this Lily would fix all that, a perfect playmate to their Petunia, A living child to replace the one that did not arrive. Lily would grow up with questions, and die assuming her the Milk Man paid her mother a visit to explain the many differences between her and her family.

But it was Young Harrison James Potter, who uncovered the information hidden by The Gods thanks to a stupid blood test Madam Pomfrey had requested one year. Half Giant, Half Elf, Quarter Fire, Quarter Frost, Quarter Dark, Quarter Light, All Norse Mythology None of the Puny Humanity. With the Truth Revealed and his subconscious running wild various random abilities Harry must take Control of himself and the world around him as various Monsters, Beast, Warriors, Hunters, Sorcerers, Wizards and Demons seek to steal all that is his

Basically I wanna paint a Intergalactic and InterDimensional Target on Harry's back, not only is he The Chosen One of the Wixen of Britain, he is also a nexus point of 4 powerful mystical heritages never seen mixed before. The idea was this Starts any time between the end of 4th year and The Days after the final battle. I like the idea of it being post Canon as a way to further expand the world and give reason to why Harry is expanding his world after the war AND keeps him in action without action and stress becoming overwhelming in the Canon Voldemort war. My idea is that Harry can access any of his 4 powesets seperate or together, but that also means he can hide himself as just one aspect of himself like he can become a Fire Giant or a Dark Elf while infiltrating enemy lines of hide everything but his Light Elf Heritage while exploring the 9 (or 10) realms. In a battle he could use his Giant like Size Alteration to grow massive or his Elven Glamour Magic to hide easily in the trees or the dark. And that of course isn't talking yet about his ability to use pure Light, Dark, Fire and Frost Magic in battle and even blend and mix them as never done before. And of course since he isn't human he has the natural suite of physical enhancements like superhuman strength, speed, stamina, durability, agility, and reflexes, longevity ect. Only now tapping into them as he no longer views himself as human (or completely human). Voldemort would have had access to the same powers but doesn't think like a human or fight like a man and so he only ever accessed the enhanced magical abilities believing them to be his magic transcending human barriers now that he officially conquered death. This can also be crossover with DC Comics, Fire Giants, Frost Giants, Light Elves and Dark Elves all exist in actual Norse Mythology and Norse Mythology also exist in DC comics as well