Various Dropped FFs of mine

[1]

"Hello young soul you have."

"Died yeah I figured but thank you for confirming it for me. So since I'm here and not in some sort of divine realm of damnation or eternal bliss. I'd say reincarnation is real."

"Haa yes, you would be correct. 'Jeez this guy's taking away all my fun by taking this so calmly.' So yes this is similar to all those works of literature you've read in your life but with some slight differences. However if you chose this wish route you only get 3 and you don't get to keep all of your memories. If you choose to spin the wheels of chance you get to keep your memories but again everything is left to chance."

"Hmm interesting. I guess I'll spin the wheel then."

[Spinning Spinning Spinning]

[Dum dum dumb]

[World: The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. & TVD]

[Race: Tribrid Wizard/Werewolf/Original-Vampire]

'Cool Harry Potter I only read the first book and watched all the movies so I hope I'll be okay.'

"Is this the movie-verse that starts in 2001?"

"Which would you prefer?"

"Movie-verse."

"Very well then movie-verse it is then."

[Please Create Your Character]

All of the options were for beautiful guys even when I messed up customization so I just chose a handsome face that looked like it would be handsome in both an animated world and real world. While selecting a vibrant emerald green color for my eyes and blood red for my hair. In my Anodite form when I grow in power enough will be a green energy being.

[Confirm Character Creation is Complete]

'Complete'

"Thanks Mr.Freeman for this opportunity."

"You're welcome young one."

"What a pleasant youngster they usually come in demanding wishes. I probably should have read his mind to see his character to give him a choice between wishes or Luck."

'Status'

Status:

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‐Name: Asher Roland Weasley

‐Age: 0

‐World: The Wizarding World

‐Race: Wizard/Werewolf/Original-Vampire

‐Core Tier: 1-Vapor

-Rank: N/A

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Skills

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Race Skills: Locked

(Wizard Gene: Locked)

(Werewolf Gene: Locked kill someone to unlock)

(Original-Vampire Gene: Locked until death)

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Magic Knowledge Ranks:

[Spells Rank:F-]-[Charms Rank:F-]-[Curses Rank:F-]

[Hexes Rank:F-]-[Runes Rank:F-]-[Potions Rank:F-]

[Rituals:F-]-[Enchanting Rank:F-]

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Molly Weasley was shocked when she learned she'd be giving birth to another set of twins. But one thing didn't quite seem right about that since she'd had an affair with a handsome vampire 9 months ago named Klaus. And she'd already been a month pregnant with her husband's child.

But magic works in mysterious ways after all so she chose to ignore it and happily give birth to her first daughter Ginerva Weasley and her son Asher Roland Weasley.

Her husband immediately noticed that something was off about the boy. But never suspected his wife had had an affair. Until today when his Hogwarts letter came in the mail it read.

Asher Roland Mikaelson. In a fit of rage he attacked the boy who only ever loved and looked up to him. Banishing him from the only home he's ever known in this life and family…

'I thought this world was supposed to be the movie-verse of Harry Potter. But I'm a fucking Mikaelson.'

Alright so this world is a combination of HP and TVD. Currently I'm in England. I think I have only a few Galleons I managed to earn working in Diagon Alley and am in need of money and a home.

Time to make a plan

Step 1: get to Diagon Alley.

Step 2: go to Gringotts and perform a heritage, bloodline and Inheritance test.

Step 3: secure lodgings and contact Elijah.

Step 4: meet my father whoever he is.

End of planning phase.

'It's hard to believe Arthur tried to kill me. I've always known him as a kind, quirky, loving father. Good thing my magic reacted instinctively or else I'd be a goner right now.'

It was a trying endeavor to get to The Leaky Cauldron. But many adults were kind enough to give me a lift. And kick me from their auto's when our paths diverged.

But here I'am a bit past 10pm in the evening. Going inside the Leaky Cauldron I was shocked to see a mixture of clay and wooden floor. But I quickly understood why many a witch and wizard alike were creating miniature golems and battling each other for a prize of 100 Galleons.

I quickly Evacuated from there and into Diagon Alley and made my way to Gringotts. I'm sure many a fan would waste their time reading and recounting the verse written into the marble but I have bigger fish to fry.

"My-my well if it isn't the shame of the Weasley family. It's about time that idiot Arthur realizes you were a bastard boy."-Lucius.

"Lord Malfoy your presence humbles and repulses even I one lower than even The Weasley. Why must you do the disservice of existing in this wonderful Wizarding World of ours."

"Watch your Tongue boy before I cut it out."-Lucius.

"Hahaha, with your inexperienced hands you may just cut yourself lord Malfoy. Might I remind you that threatening a pureblooded child in these times is a punishable offense even for one of your stature reeking of the minister's bowels as you do."

"Avada-"-Lucius.

"Help help this shit reeking pervert tried touching my dangly bits."

"Lord Malfoy put away your wand and come with us immediately."-Auror.

'Ahahahahaa, Take that Malfoy now, time to find the help desk.'

[2] Gringotts

I finally found the help desk and was greeted by a snickering goblin.

"Hello little Wizard. I am Sabertooth. What can I help you with?."-Sabertooth.

"Hello Banker Sabertooth. I've recently learned that my parentage is in question. I would like to take the heritage, bloodline and Inheritance tests. I currently have very few Galleons though."

"That is fine the ministry mandates that in cases such as these that the test be only a Galleon a piece. If in the future you need the tests repeated they will be at full price. Anything else you require assistance with young Wizard?."-Sabertooth.

"Yes is there a way to send a letter and a copy of the heritage test to a vampire named Elijah Mikaelson?."

"Yes, as long as he doesn't have anti-mail wards."-Sabertooth.

"Let me send for someone to have them take you to perform the tests."-Sabertooth.

"This is Elder Griphook, he will be the one administering your tests."-Sabertooth.

"Hello young Wizard I must commend you on your sharp tongue against lord Malfoy. Please follow me and we will perform your tests. I must warn you though these tests can be dangerous."-Griphook.

Following Griphook into a room that had a large wooden box that looked similar to a printer with a gold metal square on top in the center. With a golden needle stick out of it like a spindle.

"Pick your finger on the needle there and the tests will start."-Griphook.

Pricking my finger on the needle I felt it suck away some of my blood along with my Magic. The box started whirring and producing light.

"Get away from their hatchlings, it's going to blow."-Griphook.

Jumping away as fast as I could just as a I tried it sounded like a bomb went of behind me and a wave of force hit into my back. Launching me into the marble wall. Pushing myself up off the floor I noticed Griphook holding a metal punch card, his hands shaking and knees shaking in fear.

"Yo-You're a Mikaelson and a Prewett heir. Please forgive any slight I may have caused against you, in accident young lord Mikaelson. Please follow me to the room to test the Heir and Lord rings."-Sabertooth.

Following Griphook into an office he took out four hand decorated wooden boxes with gold embroidery one with the Mikaelson crest of a giant serpent eating something else with an M on it. While the other one had a P on it with a barbed trinity and a 12 fold knot underneath it.

"Let's test the Heir ring first. They have the least repercussions if you fail to pass the Heir trials that the rings have enchanted into them."-Griphook.

Putting on the Mikaelson Heir ring first I was greeted by Kol Mikaelson.

"I don't believe it. We have a descendant that's a witch. I name you as my Heir Asher Roland Mikaelson all of my property is your property all of my riches are your riches. All my knowledge is your knowledge, have fun nephew and don't do anything I wouldn't do."-Kol Mikaelson.

"Sure thing uncle Kol."

I was ejected back into the office and took the Lord ring for the Mikaelson seat, a secret member of the sacred twenty eight. A family that commands fear and respect from all magic users and beasts.

Next was the Prewett heir ring it warmed up and then released a positive chime of acceptance. The lord ring however refused me. Currently I got a sense that I was considered too young by its enchantment matrix.

"Good now that that's out of the way. I can list out the assets of both family's vaults in the Mikaelson vault there are; 20,000,000,000,000G 1,000,000S and 100,000K. As for properties and investments Hmm let's see you own 47% percent of Hogwarts castle, 33% of the daily profit, 12% of slug and jiggers apothecary and Potions, 90% of The Griffin hatchery, 90% of The dragon sanctuary.

For properties you own 30% of the forests surrounding what is currently known as mystic falls Georgia in the USA. The arbitrator or Mikaelson compound in the French quarter of New Orleans currently being occupied by one Marcellus Gerard. The playhouse of Kol Mikaelson located in the crypts of New Orleans. And a Mikaelson Manor in England. Mikaelson cottage in godric's hollow and The Mikaelson wing at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

As for the Prewett family all of their properties were claimed by the ministry and distributed amongst the members of their sacred 28 but the heir vault and family vault have been left untouched. There is currently 1,000,000G 10,000S 1,000k available to you today in the Heir vault while the main vault I am sorry to say I cannot reveal such information to you at this time.

I will mail your heritage and Inheritance tests two your relatives unless you wish to exclude some. Would you like to know your father's name and what magical species you are?."-Griphook.

"Yes Elder Goblin please exclude my mother and the Weasley's along with my paternal aunt Dahlia. But mail my father, uncle Elijah, aunt Rebekah, uncle Kol but leave out uncle Finn and aunt Freya."

"It seems you already know or suspect who your father is. Very well young lord Mikaelson I shall carry out your wishes. These Lord and Heir rings work like muggle debit cards. You scan them at a shop and the shop will be paid directly through your account. But may I suggest a bottomless pouch with all of the proper security measures? Some shops do not accept such payment methods and may I add that the ministry requires us to give them such records annually."-Griphook.

"Thank you Elder Goble I will purchase one of these bags but I will also require a house trunk similar to the fabled Newt Scamander's. I've heard the goblins have their ways. Would I be able to purchase one from the goblin nation fully enchanted with blood words keyed only to myself?."

"Hahahaha, you surprised me young lord Mikaelson, you do not look down on us and even offer us your patronage for rare and valuable items. I will go and arrange for your house trunk and make sure it has all the trimmings a hatchling Mikaelson like yourself could ever need. I will also have our private contracted wand maker come to produce a custom wand for you."-Griphook.

[3]

Mykew Gregorovitch was sitting in his hole drinking away his troubles when a Gringotts goblin flued into his home. Come quick there's a Mikaelson that needs a wand created by you, Greorovitch.

A Mikaelson.

New life filled Gregorovitch's eyes he shot to his feet grabbing his mobile workshop and flued to Gringotts leaving behind an irate goblin because the old drunkard used up the last of his flue power.

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Elijah had just finished draining a convent of young virgins. When an owl hooted above Him something he hadn't seen since his dalliances with Rowena Ravenclaw. The owl dropped a letter into his hand after reading it Elijah dropped to his knees.

"There is Hope for our Family Niklaus. I must protect your son."

At the same time Klaus was balls deep in Greta, his witch.

When an owl landed on his shoulder and handed a letter off to him. He opened it, read it and roared into the sky. Whoever dares to play such games with me will die by my hand.

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I was sitting in Griphooks office when a haggard old man burst through the door reeking of booze. He dropped to his knees.

"Lord Mikaelson forgive this one for not coming sooner. I'm Mykew Gregorovitch, one of the most renowned wand maker's in the world and officially contracted with Gringotts and only serve lords and Ladies of the most ancient and noblest houses. I'am here to craft your wand. Please follow me into my workshop."-Gregorovitch.

Following the wand maker that used to wield the Elder Wand. He took me through many rooms and doors into a warehouse of sorts. He told me to test things out to find the proper wand materials.

"Hmm heart feather of a Phoenix Wolf, mane hair of a Thestral, main hair of a unicorn and white oak as the heartwood of your wand seeped in the hearts blood of a 300 hundred year old vampire."-Gregorovitch.

I watched as Gregorovitch masterfully worked the wood carving in many tiny intricate Runes and rune schemes. While inserting each of the cores but before he started to seal it shut I was driven to cut my wrist and bleed on it. A wolf howling could be heard while it felt like death was encroaching on my heart then a bright powerful light drove it away.

"I've never seen such perfect synergy in a wand young Mikaelson, not even the fabled Elder Wand I used to poses. Thank you for allowing me to take part in creating this wand. It's the greatest masterpiece I have ever seen."-Gregorovitch.

Life, Death and Rebirth are all represented through the wand. I merely held out my hand and the wand flew into it as a red moon glowed behind me. While a black sun formed above the red moon a pair of vampire fangs formed on either side of it while a giant wolf stood above it all snarling ready to attack a burning sensation started on the back of my hand. When I looked I now had a tattoo there that looked just like the spectral image that had formed behind me.

It looked similar to the symbol that represented Klaus in the cave paintings in Mystic Falls. A knock on Gregorovitch's trunk I exited the Trunk and was met by Griphook carrying a large black trunk.

"Ahh young lord, it's good to see you with a powerful wand at your side. I have your multi-environment house trunk here with me now. I took the liberties to purchase your Hogwarts supplies for the next seven years as well."-Griphook.

"Thank you Elder Goblin, how much will it cost me in total."

"4,746G that also includes the wand as well."-Griphook.

Holding out my Heir Prewett ring I watched as Griphook touched a black metal card to it and it made a ching sound like those old toys that had cash registers did.

"Now to bond the chest to yourself you must bleed on while forcefully put your magical energy into it."-Griphook.

Doing as he said I could now feel the wards and intricate ward schemes connecting with me through the blood magic. Something that the Wardstone at the burrow also did as well besides sending a technical data report in the form of a mental message on what all of the wards, enchantments and their schemes could do.

Once inside I went to the wardstone and repeated the same procedure. In my mind there was a mental Image that took the shape of a smartphone that I could operate the wards through. Turning them on or off or writing in more rigid protocols for the wards to follow nothing too major but enough to make you feel more secure and safe.

It allowed me to operate the muggle repelling charm, notice me not charm, invisibility charm, security charm, anti-scrying charm, anti-mail wards, shrinking charms, featherweight

charms. Along with guest wards and environmental enchantments and wards along with the wards and enchantments that run the house.

Once I came out of the mind space the wardstone created I was able to visualize the smartphone that I could use to operate,alter and control the. Environment biomes and everything else there were twenty different areas with customizable biomes with a main biome in the center that was a grassy plain with a small lake and a cusp of trees. In front of a Roman villa style home.

[4] The house

Taking a walk through the house it had 8 bedrooms in the first block on the ground floor. On the second floor it was a giant master bedroom. There was a giant Alaskan king mattress that dominated the center of the room. The frame was made out of wrought iron and mahogany wood. With charcoal colored bedding.

There was a panel on the wall with white, blue and red vertical lines. That could control the lighting, heat and coolness of the room. One panel was located next to the door and on either side of the bed. The bathroom had similar panels, the shower, sink and bathtub all had the same panels with a light control panel on the wall next to the door.

Similar panels could be found throughout the house in all areas. While the stove had dials just like gas stoves. The garbage bin had a vanishing charm Rune scheme that had set parameters for when and what to vanish. So say you dropped a plate in by accident it would vanish the food wastes and paper napkins but you could reach in and grab the plate without vanishing your arm.

Looking around I found the Potions lab, Rune workshop and inscription room. Along with a Ritual room and Potions supply room filled full of potion supplies. And a library/study filled with all sorts of tomes on magic including the books I'd need for Hogwarts with all the other miscellaneous supplies for Hogwarts in a school trunk only things I would need to get for myself in are the robes, dragon skin gloves, hat and winter cloak.

The Potions supplies and foodstuffs are stored in stasis charmed cabinets, racks and canisters. That could keep them fresh for centuries as long as the enchantments were fed a constant supply of magical energy.

As for the second area of the house it held a garden bath that was the size of an Olympic swimming pool but only 3½ft deep and had the bundle bath contraption that we saw in the girls laboratory in the goblet of fire move placed in the center minus the slytherin symbol.

There was also the magical plants and herbs greenhouse garden attached to the rear of the domicile walking. That had magical plants and herbs growing within.

'This place is perfect now all I have to do is collect magical creatures and create environments for them. And I'll have a limitless stock of materials as long as I don't over harvest anything. This all seems worth much more than what Griphook charged me for.'

Exiting my house trunk I was met by Griphook who was nervously fidgeting. At first I wanted to mess with him but then remembered why he was like that everyone knew the reputation of the Original family. He probably feared that if I was displeased with the services rendered to me that I'd cause the ruin of the goblin empire.

"It's perfect Elder Griphook. Please pass along my praise to its creator or creators. Now was there any response from the owls you sent out?."

"Young Lord Mikaelson, forgive me. It seems that Lord Niklaus thinks that someone is pulling a rather distasteful prank and sends a heart with a dagger through it back with the owl. While Lord Elijah has written a letter the stock is wet with dried blood."-Griphook.

"To be expected. Please may I have the letter from uncle Elijah."

"Of course, young lord."-Griphook.

"To the sender of this information I, Elijah Mikaelson swear upon my honor that if what was contained in the letters I received turns out to be false or to be a plot against my family. I will retaliate in full force. If this information turns out to be valid you will be rewarded for helping reunite me with my family. An additional warning if any harm befalls the child that is being claimed as my nephew I swear the hell my family and I will rain down upon you will make our actions in the past look merciful. I shall arrive at Gringotts Bank in Diagon alley in two weeks' time please have my nephew prepared to leave with me to the colonies."-Elijah Mikaelson.

'Hmm, interesting responses. Let's see how the honorable brother convinces the brother he wishes to kill into accepting his responsibilities as a father.'

"Thank you for your assistance Elder Griphook. Tell me is there an account representative for the Mikaelson vault."

"No young lord Mikaelson. There hasn't been a manager for the Mikaelson vault since lord Kol's disappearance some 200 years ago."-Griphook.

"Hmm how would you like to become my account manager Griphook?. I'd like someone to invest the money from the Prewett heir vault for me both in the muggle and wizarding world."

"I would be honored, young lord Mikaelson. As long as I was allowed to take 10% of the profits."-Griphook.

"Make it 15% draw up the paperwork manager Griphook."

"Of course lord Mikaelson."-Griphook.

After half an hour or so Griphook returned with a contract scroll. After looking over it combing through it for any hidden permissions or charges I was surprised I was completely limited to the Heir Prewett vault. And that Griphook kept it straight forward and on the up and up.

After Signing the contract I decided it was time to leave Gringotts and to get something to eat. I had planned on asking for Gringotts to hire tutors for me but I'd handle that some other time.

As I was exiting Gringotts I ran into Molly Weasley, Arthur, Ron, the twins and my adorable twin sister gin-gin. She hates it when I call her by the nickname I came up with for her but she never tries to stop me from calling her by it.

"Asher."-Ginny

"Hey there my cute little gin-gin."

"Humph, don't pick on me ashy."-Ginny.

"Fine fine Ginny, how are you? I know it's not been long since my heritage was revealed but I miss you my dear little sister."

"Hey, I'm the older twin so don't call me little."-Ginny.

"Whatever you say gin-gin."

"Humph, I want you to come home it's not home without you Asher."-Ginny.

"Sorry Ginerva, I won't be returning there. I'll be meeting my father's side of the family and will most likely be relocating to the America's."

"That's enough Ginerva get away from that bastard."-Arthur.

"Bye gin-gin. I'll send you letters when I can."

(Sobbing of an eleven year old girl.)

I noticed Ron and Arthur looking at me with eyes filled with hatred. Molly was looking at the ground unable to raise her head while the twins were talking about some pranks they were planning on pulling once they returned to Hogwarts. The twins as I were never close. I considered their pranks dangerous and past the point of bullying for the most part they learned their lesson about pranking me or my Gin-Gin when they put itching powder into our shampoo.

I had snapped lit their bedroom and prank workshop on fire nearly burning the burrow down. All the blame was placed on them because of the way I set everything up to make it look like one of their experiments went wrong.

Just as I was walking away Ginny yelled.

"You better send me owls everyday Ro-Ro or else I'll be cross with you."-Ginny.

Pulling a Laxus while walking away I gave the two finger wave before blending into the crowd.

[5] Hermione

As I was walking through Diagon Alley I decided to stop and check out the pet store. Going inside there were mostly owls, cats and rats taking up most of the space. But as I was walking around I was drawn to another section of the pet store where I found a white tailed eagle with recently hatched chicks.

"You're not allowed to have those at Hogwarts, Asher only an owl, cat or toad. Is acceptable as a pet and familiar."-Hermione.

"Hello, know it all Mione."

"There's no reason to be rude Asher, I'm merely informing you of the rules."-Hermione.

"I know, I was only teasing you Mione. Did you and Mr & Mrs. Granger enjoy your trip to France during the break from Hogwarts?."

"Yes, we enjoyed it greatly. Where are your parents and siblings? Asher, you shouldn't be alone here, it's dangerous for you."-Hermione.

"Hahahaha. Sorry Mione, it's just there's so much you don't know about my situation. Thank you for worrying about me though it means a lot."

"Well of course we're friends, Asher. Now what is going on and why do you say there's so much going on that I don't know about?."-Hermione.

(Sigh)

"Mione, you remember when I taught you about the darker side of the wizarding world?."

"Yes, how could I forget I haven't gotten some of those things you taught me out of my nightmares."-Hermione.

"Haa, sorry about that Mione. I just wanted you to be safe after hearing what you three went through last year at Hogwarts. Anyway, remember what I told you about noble ladies having bastard children and what happens to those children if it's ever brought to light that the child is not her husband's?."

"Yes, wait no it can't be, is Ron a bastard?."-Hermione.

"Hahanahahahahaha, No Mione I'm the bastard and the shame of the Weasley family. I have no home or family in the wizarding world anymore besides my gin-gin but my association with her could lead to trouble for her later in life."

"Oh Asher, I'm so sorry."-Hermione.

Hermione crushed me in a hug as she petted my head.

"You can come stay with us Asher. My parents will be happy to have you stay with us."-Hermione.

"Hermione I couldn't."

"Nonsense, come on, my parents are at Madam Malkin's."-Hermione.

"Mione."

"Don't Mione me, you'll be staying with us and that's final."-Hermione.

'She's cute when she actually asserts herself over something. Instead of just following along with everything like she does with Harry and Ron. I'm glad this is the movie verse because Emma Watson for the win.'

As we were going along we ran into Harry Potter. I honestly couldn't stand the little runt. He was always covered in soot and dirt walking around with broken glasses because of course he's an inept wizardling.

"Hi Hermione, Hi Asher."-Harry.

"Hi Harry."-Hermione.

"Heir Potter."

"Why do you always call me that?."-Harry.

"If you would pick up a book and actually read it. Potter, maybe you'd learn why."

"Asher, don't be rude to Harry."-Hermione.

"Snort, yes Hermione As if Potter isn't coddled enough. Go to Gringotts Harry and ask for a Heritage and Inheritance test. Then go to the bookstore and buy a book on the noble families of Wizarding Britain. Also a word of wisdom: don't trust the Weasley's so readily or the adult's you admire."

"Harry, what are you doing talking to the bastard?."-Ron.

'Whelp that's my queue to leave.'

"That's lord Mikaelson to you Weasley."

I did my best Malfoy impression.

"Bloody right and I'm the king of England, you git bastard."-Ron.

Holding up my hand and showing off my Lord Mikaelson ring and my Heir Prewett ring. Molly, who saw the rings gasped in shock, knew the Mikaelson signet from the night she lay with Niklaus. But the real reason she gasped was because of the Prewett heir ring, something that had once belonged to her before she was disinherited. For laying with a Weasley and losing her purity.

"Ronald, hush now before Lord Mikaelson and Heir to Prewett decided to enter an honor duel with you."-Molly.

"B-but those are to the death."

"Exactly Ronald."

"Ro-Ro."

(Glompe)

"Yes, what is it gin-gin."

(Hermione giggling)

'It's cute the way those too are with each other. Sometimes I can't help but be jealous of Ginny being able to get Asher's hugs whenever she wants. and getting called by such a cute nickname while receiving his head pats.'-Thought Hermione. (not sure on this part.)

"Nothing just happy to see my Ro-Ro you looked so cool earlier and vanished like a spy in one of those movies we went and watched at the muggle theater."

'God that's such a horrible nickname. It sounds too much like Ron-Ron. But if it makes her happy that's all that really matters. Some might find it weird but after living from a baby till now I've really grown attached to Ginny. I guess that's a part of being twins though.'

"Lord Mikaelson."-Arthur Weasley practically snarled.

I quickly wrote a transfer note for 47,000 Galleons out to the Weasley family for raising me and caring for me up to this point.

"Mr.Weasley on behalf of my father and the Mikaelson family. Here's a bank note in the amount you would have spent if I remained in your care until the age of 18. With this any debts imaginary or inquired have been settled."

"Hermione, I will catch up with you another time. So you can spend time with your friends."

Before Hermione could say anything and before Ginny could protest. I was gone and on my way back to the pet shop. Buying the white-feathered eagle chick and performing the familiar bonding ritual. The eagle grew to the size of the adult's of its species after my blood dripped onto its head and my magical energy flowed into her. I decided to name her Shiera.

The salesperson put a giant bowl of cut up fish in front of Shiera who gobbled it down happily. As that was going on another salesperson was gathering up everything I would need from avian care products and food pellets.

"Can you also grab me some Falconer arm and shoulder pads so Shiera here can ride on my shoulders or arms until I can visit Madam Malkin's and order some custom robes."

"Of course my lord, just a moment."-salesperson.

After twenty minutes of fitting leather forearm and shoulder protectors I was ready to go.

After that was finished I was walking by Olivander's when I noticed Ginny inside getting her wand looking adorably mystified. But I kept walking and entered the flying broom and quidditch supplies store. Where I bought the Nimbus 2001 and one in an all black coloring and quidditch gear for safety.

[6] Leaky Cauldron & foiling a brown hole divers plot

Pulling my house trunk from my pocket I entered inside to put away my recent purchases. Leaving the store I decided to go to Flourish and Blotts book emporium. Of course as soon as I walked in the smell of shit and cloying perfume burned my nostrils.

The trademarked smell of Lucius Malfoy. I watched the confrontation between Lucius and Arthur. It was much more aggressive this time around then it was in the movies.

I walked up to Ginny and hugged her from behind.

"Eep. Ro-Ro, that's not funny."-Ginny.

I couldn't help but laugh at her adorable reactions.

"What is this ratty stuff?. No little sister of mine is going to Hogwarts with third hand stuff. I quickly pocketed Riddle's diary after I took the Cauldron from her hands."

"Ro-Ro what are you talking about?. I'm fine getting used books."-Ginny

"I know you are gin-gin. But I'm not okay with you getting them and being bullied because of it. Now come on, let big brother buy your supplies for you."

"But I'm the big sister. Thank you Asher."-Ginny.

"You're welcome Ginny. Here there's enough Galleons to go buy the best robes and uniforms money can buy from Madam Malkin's. Don't let Molly or Arthur take it from you and make you wear Ronald's hand-me-downs."

"No Ro-Ro, the books are enough."-Ginny.

"Ginerva, please let me buy you your school supplies and clothes. I don't want you getting bullied just because you're poor."

"Humph, nope I guess you'll just have to come to Hogwarts with me and protect me from all the bullies."-Ginny.

"Gin-gin."

"No Asher, it's not fair. First I lose my little brother because of something stupid. But I thought everything would be okay because you'd be at Hogwarts with me but-then-but then-you- you, said your father's family is coming to get you and you'll be going to the colonies. If-if you do that I'll-I'll never (hic) see you again. Please don't go Ro-Ro."-Ginny.

Ginny was clutching my shirt tightly looking up into my eyes with tears leaking from hers. Ruffling her hair softly.

"NOOO STOOP MY HAIR."-Ginny.

"Hahahaha."

"It's not funny Asher. A young lady has to look proper."-Ginny.

"Bwahahaha."

"Humph, meanie."-Ginny.

"Ginny, I can't promise that I'll join you at Hogwarts but even if I can't I'll find a way to spend time with you and Mione one way or another."

Walking up to the counter I ordered the books Ginny would need for the first year and told the salesperson to mail them to the Weasley residence along with Lockhart's books.

"Alright Gin-gin it's time for us to say goodbye. I still have to find a place to sleep tonight."

"Don't say goodbye Asher it feels wrong just say see you later on see you next time but not goodbye, goodbye feels like forever."-Ginny.

"Okay gin-gin see you next time."

I gave Ginny a kiss on the forehead and nose before leaving the bookstore and exiting Diagon Alley into London. From there I found a park set down my Trunk and activated its wards while entering. Whipping together a quick Shepherd's pie I ate and went to sleep after taking a luxurious bath. Before climbing into my ridiculously huge harem king sized bed and falling asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow as Shiera slept in the owl nest outside my bedroom. Completely forgetting about the Horecrux in my cloak pocket.

Waking up to the artificial sunlight shining in through my window I got up feeling like I was forgetting something important. Going downstairs into the kitchen and reheating the leftover Shepards pie and eating it for breakfast as I tossed a food pellet up in the air and watched as Shiera caught it in the air and ate it.

After finishing breakfast and putting my baking dish in the cleaner. I made my way to the library and started reading my first year spell book. Setting my wand down on the table beside the big soft leather chair I was reading in I tried performing the lighting charm Lumos.

There were lot's of failures but then again I was just saying the spell. I had a bit of success though after around the thousandth time I spoke the spell. But it was a tiny filtering sparkle of light that lasted less than a second.

After getting a spark in, I tried visualizing the effect I wanted to happen and putting my will into making what I wanted to happen. When I did so a bright ball of light shined in front of money blinding me.

'I'm such a fucking dumbass. Yeah let's shine a bright ass light into my eyes.'

"Holy fucking shit I just performed magic, hahahahaahahaha."

(Picture an eleven year old you dancing around yelling I'm a wizard or witch and I can do magic yelling Lumos every few seconds.)

After settling down I went over to the door of the study/library. Turned the lock locking the door and using the same methods I used for practicing Lumos with the unlocking charm. Discovering that like with Lumos one needs Visualization and will to perform magic but then I got thinking about intent I made a ball of light that blinded me but what if I had an intention besides making a ball of light like intending it to be above to illuminate the entire room.

So testing out my theories it turned out to have undeniable results. To perform proper magic one needs to make the intention of the spell clear while visualizing the spell itself and the will the spell into existence. Now I performed each spell with the wand following the directions and pictures in the book exactly. To cast spells with a wand was to skip all three of those steps from before the wand movements and the saying the spell itself had the same result if not more powerful result of actively performing everything in your mind.

[7]

While doing all of this I came to one realization I needed music and not Wizard ballroom music that everyone listens to but rock, country, rap, hip-hop, blues, metal, classic rock all of it. Looking at the record player tucked away I'm the corner of the room I wondered if muggle vinyl would work with it.

Getting dressed I rushed to Gringotts and had them convert 10,000G to pounds then I practically ran all the way to a music store. Buying all the vinyl albums they had I rushed to a secluded place to store my records before repeating the same method multiple times over visiting all the music stores in London. Gathering up an impressive library of music.

Putting on an N.W.A record and listening to Fuck the police while practicing magic rappin along. While practicing all the beginners' charms. Charms are low grade spells that are easy to perform and can usually easily be casted without a wand if one practices them enough. Or at least that is what is says in this grade 1 book of Spells.

But after trying to perform augmenti the water making charm I had to call bullshit on that. Any bit of magic that created something from pure magical energy I found tremendously difficult without a wand in hand.

But for the most part every other charm I tried came easily to me. After practicing with them until I became physically exhausted.

'This is only the first day, imagine the magical powerhouse I'll become if this trend stays.'

I felt this nagging feeling that if I tried to perform any more magic for a while I wouldn't like the repercussions. But like any young boy I did so anyway and emptied the contents of my stomach before my head bounced off the floor and everything went black.

Waking up feeling like I had the worst hangover of my life. And waddled my way to a bathroom to take a shower under the perfectly pressured spray of water I felt my symptoms of magical taxation recess. Before my belly started rumbling in hunger. I didn't bother to dry off or put clothes on and noticed as I walked the water dripping off my body vanished. As soon as it touched the floor.

'Sweet a self-cleaning house. But still I should look into getting a house elf or two.'

Cooking up a steak, mushrooms, onions and home fries. I sat down to eat while Shirea flew over and sat down across from me. I could practically feel her drooling over the rare steak on the plate. Cutting off a large piece for her.

"Here you go girl. But don't beg at the table. I won't always share my food with you."

"Hoot Hoot."-Shiera.

She just kept staring at me with those big hopeful eyes waiting for more steak. Sighing to myself I just slid the plate over to her and started cooking up some more food for myself.

"HOOT."-Shiera.

"No, no more for you, you greedy bird."

"hoot."-Shiera.

"Aww come here girl I'm sorry for being mean to you but no more people food for you today. But from now on I'll cook for both of us to have enough for one meal a day together."

"HOOT HOOT HOOT."-Shiera.

"Hahahahaha."

'So this is what it is like having a familiar. I can see why Harry is so attached to hedwig.'

After cleaning the dishes I went upstairs to my bedroom and put on some clothes I had brought with me from the Weasley's. I picked up my discarded clothes and robe from yesterday and watched as Riddle's diary fell from my robe pocket onto the floor.

'Huh I can't believe I forgot something so dangerous.'

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Klaus was sitting in an elegantly crafted wood and leather chair drinking the most expensive bourbon available to him at the time. Thinking about the letter he had received earlier that day.

'It's not possible. There's no way for a vampire to have offspring. I should know I've spent a thousand years seeding oats and nothing has come of it. What could possibly have changed to make it so.'

But as that thought crossed his mind the images from one of his drunken dalliances played in his mind. Of him sleeping with a powerful pregnant redheaded witch with large breasts and wide hips that made him feel like a little boy receiving his mother's love.

It was something he had forgotten about as soon as he left the room he had rented at the Leaky Cauldron. But now he remembers and even feels disgusted with himself if he truly has a son that means he abandoned him for 11 years. In a fit of self hatred he destroys the room he had been sitting in all the elegantly crafted furniture and paintings. Nothing but broken and splinted debris on the floor.

'I'am not Mikael. I must make things right with the boy if he is truly my son. But how to do so my response was not the most indicative towards starting a father son relationship. Don't abandon me like Mikael, I just want to be loved.'

At this thought the beautiful estate that Klaus had been calling home for the last few years became nothing more than rubble.

(How was this part I tried capturing Klaus and some of his issues. because we all know Klaus is a very complicated guy with so many issues it's kind of hard to even begin trying to understand his thought process.)

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Putting the diary in my pocket I left to find a second hand store in search of a solid metal jewelry box to store the journal in until I can decide what to do with it.

After hours of searching and constantly touching my pocket to make sure the journal is still safely tucked away in my pocket. I found the perfect box to put it in made of solid lead plated in gold. I found it in an old pawn shop for 50 pounds.

'God I can't wait to get a house elf and send it out on errands.'

After locking the diary away in the box and placing it in one of the vacant rooms. I went to Diagon Alley in search of an enchanted magical trunk like the one we saw moody trapped in in the goblet of fire movie. Entering the store that had the picture of a chest on it I went inside to my surprise they had exactly what I was looking for on display.

"Hey how much for that large metal chest that has high security?."

"Sorry kid those trunks are for Hit-Wizards and Auror's we have lower grade chests you can buy that are similar though."-Salesperson.

"Alright I need seven of them."

"Hmm alright, give me a moment."-Salesperson.

The chests that I could purchase were much smaller but big enough to fit the jewelry box inside of with some added room to store some more items. They were about the size of a home lockbox that people usually buy to store documents and some valuables in incase of a fire.

'Now I should be able to safely store Horcruxes until they can be destroyed.'

[8] More magic practice

As I was storing my purchases in my also newly purchased school trunk. A shiver ran down my spine before I was ambushed by a very angry Granger. One of the most dangerous magical beasts of any world a witch.

'Don't believe me just remember Qetsiyah. That witch is the prime example of why you should never piss off a witch. They don't just make you burn. Oh no they turn your girlfriend into an immortal anchor so you can spend an eternity in the after life together. But still letting you keep your immortality so that you can willingly kill yourself by drinking a cure for the immortality they created for you and when you don't automatically kill yourself. Like they want they throw you into a deep dark pit with said cure for immortality. Then when you don't do what they want you to, they resurrect themselves to finish you off.'

"Asher Roland Mikaelson, how dare you run off yesterday on your own when I told you you'd be staying with me and my parents."-Hermione.

(More than a few adults are chuckling.)

Standing there with her arms crossed glaring at me with her face burning red was Hermione. With her mother and father standing behind her, her mother desperately trying to keep her laughter contained.

'Ugh I like her when she's a bit assertive but this is a bit over the top.'

"Mione."

"Don't Mione me Asher you're staying with us and that's final I won't hear another word otherwise or else. I'll-I'll get Ginny involved that's right I'll involve Ginny now come with us."-Hermione.

'Ohh nooo anything but that. Hahaha, what is she going to do to Mione besides cry. Yeah fuck I'm weak to tears.'

"Mercy mercy mercy."

"Humph, Just this once, I won't let you off easy next time though so be warned."-Hermione.

"Please let go of my ear now."

"Yes dear, let him go, you're causing a scene."-Mrs.Granger.

Once her actions were pointed out to her Hermione froze and she started squeezing and pulling on my ear even harder than before. Becoming bored of this little game I pried away her fingers from my ear holding her hand in mine as I dragged her out of the store carrying my purchases in the other hand.

Both of Hermione's parents were walking along behind us snickering. At our actions Hermione had her head down while her hand clutched mine tightly. Hermione was actually 13 and it was starting to show with her being a witch. With how they mature faster than boys.

Once we were out on the streets of muggle London our little group closed in a bit more but of course the Leaky Cauldron is placed in a rather risky part of town. Everything was fine until a man reeking of booze, vomit and something I couldn't quite place.

He grabbed Hermione and pulled her out of my hand. He had a knife but before he could hold it up to threaten her. I moved faster than ever before grabbing the blade of the knife and punting him in the nads. He released his grip on the knife and in a shocking display of dexterity. I reversed my grip from the blade to the handle and stabbed him in the throat with his own knife.

Pulling Hermione behind me while ripping the knife from his throat and stabbing him repeatedly. There was just this raging heat in my veins calling for more blood. I hadn't even realized I was snarling like some crazed animal until Hermione hugged me from behind and my body stilled.

I was completely drenched in blood. The mugger's head was hanging off his body only connected by a few strands of connective tissue. Now that the rage was gone or at least down from a boil to a simmer. I could hear the sounds of Mr.Granger retching up his stomach's contents.

My hands were trembling. I looked down seeing that at some point the blade had broken. There were shards of metal and bone sticking into the flesh of my hand. Someone walking by the alley screamed and started dialing a number on the mobile telephone.

"Asher we have to go, your eyes are glowing."-Hermione.

Hermione grabbed her mother and fathers hands and dragged them while. Hermione's mother grabbed my uninjured hand and dragged me with her further into the alley once we were further along.

"Hermione, stop."

I pulled my trunk from my pocket. Placing it down and pushing the three Granger's towards it.

"Get in, we can hide in here until the bobbies are gone."

Once we were inside Hermione clung to me like a kola soaking her own clothes in blood. Mrs.Granger hugged the both of us from the side, tears hitting our heads. As she quietly sobbed in relief and fear. After a few minutes both Granger women let me go.

"Oh my look at your hand we best get that cleaned up before it gets infected."-Mrs.Granger.

"Are you alright Asher?."-Asher.

"Of course, it's nothing but a typical Wednesday for me."

"Humph,"-Hermione.

"Oww, what was that for Mione?."

"Don't make jokes right Asher Roland Mikaelson. I'm being serious."-Hermione.

"Hermione, I nearly decapitated someone. And I'm not even the least bit bothered about it. So no, I'm probably not all right."

"Now, now Hermione, I've got to dress his hand now you can either help me or you can join us quietly."-Mrs.Granger.

But when she grabbed my hand it was completely healed up.

"That's strange. It's completely healed. Ohh what am I saying you both deal with things I find weird all the time. Well as long as you're okay, dear, thank you for protecting my little bookworm."-Mrs.Granger.

"You're welcome Mrs.Granger, besides I can't let anything happen to my Mione now can I."

"Asher, Mom, stop it."-Hermione.

"Hehehehe, aww is my little bookworm embarrassed?. Asher, call me Jean or aunty Jean. I don't like being referred to as Mrs.Granger."

"Okay Jean."

[9]

Mr.Granger was standoffish, he wasn't openly hostile but he wasn't too trusting either. I honestly didn't understand how Hermione and Mrs.Granger were so calm about seeing what I did. But then again Hermione was nearly turned to paste by a Troll and almost killed by Voldemort or Quirellmort, a three headed dog and whatever else last year at Hogwarts.

"Is this really a house trunk Asher? It's so large and there's all those blank places."-Hermione.

"Mione you've heard of Newt Scamander's adventures yes and probably read his book on magical creatures and where to find them."

"Well of course I have. Why?."-Hermione.

"Newt Scamander was the first known person to create a multi-environment house trunk like this one here. But sadly the man kept it to himself until he needed funding to open his Zoo so he shared his idea with the goblins and from there the goblins have kept this invention very tight knit. Only using it amongst themselves and their fellow magical creature allies."

"Then why would they sell such a thing to you if you're a wizard?."-Hermione.

"You stated earlier in the alley that my eyes were glowing Hermione. Tell me, have you studied werewolves that hail from the cursed tribe?."

"Gosh you're a born werewolf and a wizard but how I thought that only wizards and witches that are bitten by a werewolf can become them. And that if a child is born between a witch or wizard and a werewolf that the child would be either or not both at once."-Hermione.

"That is where you would be correct but magic works in mysterious ways. Now imagine my father being a descendant from a line of witches that could give Merlin a run for his money. Being the son of both a powerful witch and werewolf whose mother created the first vampirism spell or Ritual. The boy himself activated the curse after being turned into a vampire and feeding until he killed his food. Now that boy was the first hybrid who also carried the magical gene laid with a powerful witch in her own right that gave birth to a son of her own."

"Are-are you saying that you're not only a wizard and a werewolf but also a vampire?."-Hermione.

"Not yet I'd have to die to activate my vampire gene and I'm not too keen on staying an immortal eleven year old for eternity."

"Is that why you gave me the slip yesterday?. You know that doesn't change the way I feel about you. I'm your friend and you can share anything with me.-Hermione.

"Thanks Hermione but it was a lot to take in and I needed my space with not only losing my family and my home but being something that has little to no rights unless remaining a pureblood in the society I was raised into. Honestly Mione I don't know how you cope with being a muggle born in the magical world. You barely have more rights than an intelligent magical creature and if it weren't for Dumbledore who knows if you'd even have that many rights."

"What are you talking about? Hermione never said anything about this to us."-Mr.Granger.

"Bloody Hell Asher why'd you have to say something like that in front of my parents."-Hermione.

"They have a right to know how dangerous wizarding Britain is not only for you but for them as well."

"You see Mr.Granger, Jean muggles are considered lower than dirt by the hierarchy of the magical world for the most part but especially so in wizarding Britain."

"Technically speaking with the laws in place a witch or wizard could come into your home and rape, kill, torture or whatever else thay wanted to do to you as Hermione's parents as long as they were a half-blood and up. As long as they don't breach the statute of secrecy they will only have to pay a penance of a fine."

"If they wanted to do anything to Hermione they would have to make her submit willingly or otherwise. Which with the type of witch or wizard that would do these acts in the first place they won't care of Hermione's decision and do as they please anyways and leave her nothing more than a rotting corpse or a broken girl."

"The magical world may seem wondrous and amazing with their near equal gender neutrality and magic but in truth it may as well be the 1400's all over again."

"Why weren't we told of this by that McGonagall woman?."-Jean.

"I have to say I find it hard to believe what you're saying."-Mr.Granger.

"Believe me don't believe me I care not either way."

"He-He's telling the truth Mum Dad, The truth is a wizard that we've heard referred to as you know who used these laws to his advantage to commit many atrocious deeds. The reason Harry is both so honored and hated is because he is credited with defeating the dark wizard when he was a year old."-Hermione.

"That's insane, are all wizards and witches clinically insane."-Mr.Granger.

"For the most part."

"So why are you telling us this now and why didn't your parents ever bring it up?."-Jean.

"Honestly my parents are purebloods but they're the shame of the wizarding world of Britain. They probably just didn't want to miss out on a chance to make some friends since most of them died in the war against Voldemort's supporters. Also you're muggles and Arthur Weasley is obsessed with muggles. And the things they make but of course the idiot spends most of his time trying to decipher the use of a rubber duck. When he should be researching the weaponry and communication devices muggles have created in preparation for the inevitable war between our kinds."

"You really think there's going to be a war?."Jean.

"Of course there will be. Let history be my proof. Every time there is a group of different people with different philosophies, culture, religion, view, skin color and whatever else it always leads to war. Heck it already has, WW2 was started by a wizard named Grindele Wald. And WW3 was nearly started by Voldemort."