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Dynast King Return	By : Narutolovr Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 10119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter World or Final Fantasy world in any form or way as well do not make any money from them. This is a form of fiction.

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Naru: Hello AFF fans. Due to getting a e-mail I have to change my Author not for its over 600 words. So for the original author note and definitions please visit my fan fiction (dot) net profile. And click on this story to see the original author note and definitions. Fan Fiction (dot) net Profile: FireX-2

Warning: Yoai, Yuri, Neglect, death, Sex, Possible torture, mention of possible rape, Abuse, Harem, bigotry, Wrong-Boy-Who-Lived, Futanari (probably), Hermaphrodite (Probably), lack of morality, and anything else that I can possibly come up with along the way.

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“….Talk….”

‘….Thought….’

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Chapter One: Historical Pages

Celebrations were at hand in this war plagued world that was filled with magicks. This is a world of wizards and witches separated from the rest that call muggles. The reasons for their cheers and joyful drinks for the fact that the man that had fighting for so long was finally killed off last night. Death was granted to him from a backlash of his own spell when a child magicks had created a shield at the last minute. The child did not go unscathed for the child has a scar on his shoulder. This was truly one of the most joyous of nights for many people who had fought and died against the Death Eaters and their master. What a vile creature that man had been to people. Only if they knew of the truth that was hidden by a few people who was there that night. Those people were the James and Lily Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Albus Dumbledore.

They knew the truth that Voldemort was not dead and will come back for revenge against the young Tristan. Until the day he will be old enough, the child will begin his training against the mad man. The small group was both depressed about the fact that they had to sacrifice this young boy in the end. But for the many lives that they will save in the end; it was a sacrifice they will have to face. To sacrifice the life of one for the lives of many was the truest glory but the greatest of tragedies. So the Potters made a decision to spend as much time as they could with their youngest son; for his life and time with them was short. I know many are asking what of the older son of the Potters. Let’s say that the child was not treated well for the first few years of his life. Don’t despair for the child was not alone for the mist was forever with him. Along with the mist a certain fiend and a servant was with the child. For this is the story of the beginning of a new era. This is the story of the new king after all. I know many a questions plague thou mind at the moment but sadly I cannot share those details. For, to tell you is against the code of the seers even though I basically broken the code already. I do not care for I am old and to die soon.

May this book land into the future hands of the new Dynast-King as this is all I can write as I grow tired of life. As a seer blessed with a grand gift of future site; I see many trails and things that have blessed you child. May you prosper young child. For two worlds will merge into one.

– Marquis Hanzo Ondore of Bhujerba, 16th grandchild of Mrqs. Halim Ondore. Ch. 17: A Seers hope and Wish

-----Four Years after the Event, Potter Manor-----

A young child stared at the scene before him in anger, jealousy and despair. He felt these certain emotions because of the fact he was yet to receive that kind of treatment in his young life. He did not remember the last time that his parents wither hugged or kissed him. You see that the child was looking in the living room where his parents were currently playing with the twin of the child. Even though they were twins the children look nothing alike and they never will be. The small child never understood why parents ignored him in favor of his brother. He did nothing special around the house outside the few accidental magicks that “was” his.

You see that the truly powerful magicks that was accidentally performed in the manor was done by the neglected son. Despite him telling his parents he had done it, they merrily written it off and congratulated the other for performing it. They would send the raven haired child to his room for what they believed to be a lie. This would cause the boy to cry for the disregard of the truth and neglect from his own parents. Only the house elfs would comfort the young master of the house.

The young lad decided he had enough of watching the happy family of his and decided to go to his room in the east wing. The truth of the matter was that the whole east wing of the mason was his and his alone. He could not stop the pain that came from the neglect of his own parents as walked the hallways of the manor. He did cry out his pain as he felt the tears of it roll down his cheeks. Those tears were ignored for he was use to the childish tears of his, because to him it wasn’t never to long before new tears would fall from his face. These tears were always seen but never to be wiped away. Stopping in front his room the young boy wiped away the tears before opening the door. Soon a smile graced the small boy face as he sees a familiar creature in his room. The creature seems to disappear and reappear when it was needed.

Apparently, the child and the elf’s were the only ones to see the creature. Closing the door behind him the boy ran up to the bright red creature and hugged it. The creature gave a small growl of affection as the boy began to rub its outer shall. Sadly the boy did not know what he was playing with. The creature that befriended the boy is a fiend made of pure magicks and technology of long past. Mist filled the room and wrapped around the boy to comfort and relax the boy from the troubles a young one should not have.

The boy that was being neglected in the manor was not known to many because of his brother. This boy is known as Harry Potter. Even though he was not known by many there were those who watched the boy to see when he was ready. For what the fate and responsibility of what is to come. Such a being that watched the boy was one of the numerous house elfs of the manor. The Potters neither knew nor cared to see if he had belonged to them. As the young master played with the fiend the house elf silently walked to the bed and placed several books upon it. As quickly as he appeared into the room he had left it without a trace of being there. The elf prayed a final a wish that the other child he watched will raise to greatness despite the challenges brought to him. For, what this young Potter child is going through is nothing compared to the other has to do.

-----Unknown Location-----

In a long winding, white hallway a young child ran. The young child has long white hair, crimson eyes, tanned skin, wearing black jeans and a blood red shirt. Adheesha – (1) Sanskrit – (2) is the young child name. As for the reason for the child running down the hallway was not known to the people he bumped into until they heard a long and high pitched howl. What chased the child was one of the many kingdoms trained hellhounds. Many of the ill prepared servants in the hallway tried to stop the hound but the creature swiftness made it hard to capture it. Some of the servants had run to get the help of one of the many trained warriors in the castle.

Adheesha could feel the pain and fatigue in his legs as he continued to run down the corridor. He feared of what was going to happen if his legs gave out. But he knew that was going to give out to exhaustion sooner or later, and becomes the fiend new meal for the day. Even though he escaped being the meal of a fiend many times before, but the only difference this time is that the hellhound is a canine trained to track and hunt a person down. Dodging another person the little one nearly crashed into in the hallway. The kid quickly made it to the stairs and quickly dash down them. Due to the youth hasten flight from the fiend the child had missed a couple of steps and started to tumble down some of the stairs. The white haired child hit some of them painfully in the fall before being stopped by one of the many knights in the castle. Slowly turning to see the knight that stopped the little one see a stern looking women with long rabbit like ears.

This knight was one of the many known as Viera – (3) who had left the woods to see the changing world around them. The women knight is one of the few who try to protect the young child from danger. Sorrowfully, here duties of being a knight mostly kept her away from protecting the child. She did what she could to make the child life have not so many afflictions come. Seeing the hound at the top of the stairs caused the women deepen her scowl on her beautiful face. In this week alone, this is going to be the fifth time she was saving the child from sort of fiend. What made her angry was the fact that the child father did not give a flying fuck about it. Anger was not the solution right now. Displacing the anger she gathers her magicks and summoned the spell ‘Stop’ to halt any further actions of the hellhound. More magicks was gathered as she used another spell known as ‘Warp’ to send the fiend to one of the castle many kennels. She will deal with this mess later on. Right now, the child was the more important person at the moment. Looking at the child in her arms with sadden eyes. She could tell without the use of magicks that the youngling was extremely hurt from the fall. Magicks flowed into her hands as the most powerful healing magick spell she knows started to heal what injuries on the white haired being. Doing what could be done at the moment; she picked up the child and went over to the orange teleport crystal next to the stairs. Taking out a teleport stone from inside the armor, she used it to teleport to the personal medical bay of the castle.

Placing a ‘vanish’ spell of the child before starting a quick walking pace to a room already assigned for such occasions. The youngling didn’t move much and that worried her very much. This made her quicken her pace through the mass of visitors that had a few healers and nurses in the bunch. Stopping in front the intended destination in the ward; she gently tightens her grip around the little one. Opening the door to the empty room; she strode to the white covered bed and placed the youngling one the soft bed. Brushing away some of the stray hair out the adolescent face as a scowl resurfaced on the Viera face. She didn’t understand why the father bluntly ignores the needs and protection of the little one. The father did the same to his first soul mate, in which, caused a slow death. The only reason the father leaves is because of the second soul mate the father found. Mournfully, that might what have caused the leading mate to die. For, attention must be given equally to all soul mates so the group can live peacefully and the anchor mate can retain the majority of their magicks. This was of the many ways this kingdom was created.

Backing away from the bed, she walks over to a round blue orb – (4) on the wall of the room. Pushing the ball into the wall a light blue screen appears in front it. She started to look through the contact list of doctors to see if the regular healer was here. Letting out a sigh of relief to see the healer was here. Pressing on the contact a mini-menu appeared above it. Clicking the new message option a keyboard and blank type area glowed into life. Typing a short message about the child being here, she sends the message to the healer. Letting the screens disappear before pressing the blue ball again. This causes the device to shutdown. All she had to do now was to wait for the healer to come. Standing around is useless so gone over to sit in the chair next to the bed. She only stare at the little one with sadden eyes. Wondering why they have to happen to this child. Brushing a few more strands of hair out the youngling closed eyes.

Twenty minutes passed before someone came through the hospital room door. This made the warrior look from the child to the door. She gave the familiar and older healer a sad smile before speaking, “Hello Healer Giichi – (5). How’s being the head of the medical district treating you?”

“Bah, that’s not important right now. What attacked our charge this time?” asked the healer as he shuffled over to hospital bed. Looking over the child in the bed he can tell that the injuries are bed and a healing spell was applied.

“It was one of the hellhounds. Luckily I was able to warp it away to the kennels, but the injuries came from falling down the stairs while running away,” answered the Viera as she walk somewhat away from the bed so he can work. A scowl formed on the wizen healer. Out of all the years he lived, Giichi never heard of a hellhound chasing after a child in the pursuit of killing. The hounds were trained to only attack if directly commanded to. Unless there someone who was sadistic enough to train and release a hellhound to hurt an innocent child. That thought made the healer sick to his stomach. He held a small hope that was not in this case, because of the chance of it happening again soon was frightful. Giichi could only wish for the culprit to be caught and punished before it happens.

The head healer promptly made sure that any injuries Adheesha obtained were all well documented and can be properly healed by using advanced diagnostic spell on the child. The healer went over to the head of the bed and pressed a green button. A slot opened from behind the bed that let out a white bar. The bar had a glowing green light underneath. The green glowing bar ran down from the head to the feet of the child before a piece of paper with a list of injuries formed into the air above. The bar went back to the slot and the slot closed behind it. Scanning over the injuries the man already formed scowl deepen. Apparently the child did get injured from the hellhound. There were several puncture wounds on the back side of the youngling legs and back. The wounds most likely came from when the hellhound to try to disabled Adheesha from running any further into the castle. Aside of that, and some broken bones, the boy was fine. Gathering a large amount of magicks the healer performed the spell ‘Cura’ and let the white magicks – (6) flow into the child. The healer could not use a more powerful form of the spell in fear of doing more harm than good. The bones will have to heal the rest of the way on their own. Looking back at the Viera the healer spoke, “This has to stop. I don’t know how much more of this the youngling can take.”

“I know, but he does nothing no matter how many times we tell him. I would take him as my own, but under the circumstances I cannot,” voiced the knight as she walked over to the side of the bed. She gazed down at the child with wanting of the child as her own flesh and blood. The healer could only shake his head in disappear for he knew he would do the same if was not for the circumstances the Viera mentioned. They could only hope that the future for their young prince. Unknown to them a small elf watched the scene with much sadness. Sad that he could not do anything more than it suppose to do for the hurt child or the two people in the room. The elf quickly casted a vanishing spell on himself and stealthily sneaked to the bed to place a book underneath the pillow. The very house elf quickly left the room in one of the many shadows of the ward.

To Be Continued...

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Definitions:

Naming:

Name (Origin) (Gender): Meaning

(1) Adheesha (Sanskrit) (Boy): Ruler, Emperor, and King

(1) Adheesha (Indian) (Boy): Ruler, Emperor, and King

(5) Giichi (Japanese) (Boy): One rule; righteous one

Information:

Subject (Category): Definition

(2) Sanskrit (Language): An ancient Indo-European classical language of South Asia. Occasionally used in Jainism; the language is primarily used in Hinduism, Buddhism and. Info at a later date.

(3) Viera (Race): Rabbit like creatures with long ears, with Hume characteristics also. Due to their long feet they tend to wear stilettos most of the time. Along with the rabbit features they have heightened sense of smell and hearing. This at times tends to be a disadvantage against fiends if not trained. Viera are also sensitive to the mist around them. Info at a later date.

Tech (Technology): Even though muggles and the kingdom have the same technology basically. The only difference is that the kingdom technology is much more advance with theirs. Info

(4) Computer (Technology): Information will be given at a later date.

(6) White Magicks (Magicks): Magicks that basically deal with the healing arts. As in getting rid of poisons, dieses and fixing broken bones. Please look at Fan Fiction profile: FireX-2 for full information and definitions.

Cure (White Magicks): Restores a small amount of HP to one ally.

Stop (Time Magicks): Halt the actions of one foe

Warp (Time Magicks): Banish all foes in range

Vanish (Arcane Magicks): Render one ally invisible

Cura (White Magicks): Restores health to all those in range. The next ranking healing spell in white magicks category and is basically taught to everyone with enough magicks.

Bomb (Fiend, Bomb) : A weapon used against mages in days of old but were left to grow wild. Will react swiftly to the presence of magick, in which, can trigger the explosive energies contained within it in a physical form. Information will be given at a later date.

Hellhound (Beast, Wolf): It’s a hunter of the highest order, with a body of jet black and aura of eldritch ensorcellment. Information will be given at a later date.
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