Harry Potter sat in the Gryffindor common room after the final battle. He had just killed Voldemort by a fluke of ownership of the Elder Wand. He held it in his hands and was looking at it. This, the supposed wand made by Death itself, sat in his hands and was the cause of the death, by a backfiring curse, of his enemy.

In his pocket sat the Resurrection Stone. It had shown up in his pocket after he took possession of the wand. He had tried to throw the stone in the Black Lake to get rid of it, but it would just wound up in his pocket as he turned to walk away.

He was confused. Was he the Master of Death now? Is that why the stone returned? What was going to happen to him now? What did the Mater of Death do?

"He walks with death." A disembodied voice said behind him, causing him to jump and fall out of his chair.

Harry quickly straightened his round glasses and brushed his long black hair out of his face and pulled the Elder Wand and pointed it where he thought the voice was. He was looking around frantically trying to find the voice. Sweat breaking out on his forehead, he quickly wiped it of on the sleeve of his shirt so it wouldn't drip into his eyes.

"Peace Harry Potter. I am not your enemy." The voice said as it materialized in front of him.

Harry saw what many would consider a very handsome man. He had an aristocratic look to his being. He had high cheekbones, a strong jaw, and his eyes. His eyes were like a black hole that seemed to draw in all the light around him. He had on a three piece suit, pure white, almost so bright it was difficult to look at. It contrasted nicely with the pitch black wings that were protruding out of his back.

"Who are you?" Harry asked as he pointed the wand made by Death at the winged intruder.

"I am death." He said in the disembodied voice that sounded like it was coming from everywhere.

"Why are you here?" Harry asked as bravely as he could, pretending there wasn't a waver to his voice. "Have you come to take me?" he didn't actually think this was a bad idea. The woman he loved was dead, killed by his supposed best friend when she admitted that she had loved him as well. He was just glad he was killed by a Death Eater with and Exploding Curse, before he was able to get his hands on him. His Godson was safely out of the country with his grandmother. Harry had left everything to him in the event of his death. He would be able to reunite with his parents and Sirius.

"Nay Harry Potter. I am not here to collect your soul. You have paid the price for the reward you have been given." Death told Harry.

"What reward. Why do I deserve a reward?" Harry asked skeptically not lowering his wand.

"You are the Master of Death. You have gained your immortality. You will help me catch those who have decided to try and cheat me out of what is my due."

"I never wanted immortality. I just wanted to be normal. Have a family, get a job and die of old age now that snake face is dead. Why would I want to live forever?" asked Harry angrily.

"And that is why you were chosen for this responsibility."

"So I'll never get to see my family in the afterlife? I will never see Hermione again?" Harry shouted at Death. "This is bullshit! I don't want this reward! Take the Hallows back and leave me the fuck alone!" Harry rage as he thrust the wand and stone at death. He would have to get the cloak from his trunk to give it to Death.

"I cannot do that. This isn't something that can be taken back. You are immortal. You are my companion. You were chosen by the Fates for this duty. It can't be denied."

"I won't do it. I'll have someone disarm and become the new master of the wand." Harry said desperately to get out of this.

"It won't work. They are bonded to you for the rest of eternity. Besides, those you seek in death, are no longer there. They have gone on to be reborn into another life. They have been bathed in the River Lethe and wouldn't recognize you even if you met them." Death said.

Harry just collapsed. "I'll never see Hermione again?" Harry asked weakly. His heart breaking all over again after her death. He was hoping to build a life with her after the war was over. They had even talked about what they planned to do after the war. They never expressed their feelings in the tent, but before the final battle, they had confessed their love for each other and shared their first and only kiss. This was interrupted by Ron who exploded in anger, and demanded Hermione belonged to him. He received a slap to face by Hermione for his comment. It was probably this scene that caused Ron to kill Hermione to spite Harry. If Ron couldn't have her, then rich Harry Potter wouldn't have her either.

"She has gone on as well. As soon as she realized she would never be with you even in death, she took rebirth. She couldn't live in Elysium without you for eternity." Death explained to a crying Harry Potter.

"Why! Why can't I be normal? I couldn't even fucking die right!" Harry raged as he flipped over the chair that was next to him. "Who the fuck gave the Fates the right to do this to me? Why the fuck do I get to live forever while all these people are killed by a madman seeking immortality and I get it by a fucking fluke!"

"You have a choice Harry Potter. You can embrace your new life, or you can hate it. You will live till the end of time. How do you want that existence to go?" Death asked quietly, his disembodies voice getting clearer.

Harry was seething. He had little choice. His love was gone forever, and he would never get to have the future he wanted with her. "Will Hermione be happy in her new life?" Harry asked with difficulty.

Death tilted his head to the side as if listening to something, "Yes. She will have a very good life, and will be happy."

"How can you be so sure?" Harry asked skeptically, not sure if he believed Death.

"The Fates told me." He said simply.

Harry deflated, all his anger gone. His love would be happy and that's all he ever wanted for her. His family had moved on as well, all gone for rebirth. "What of my parents and Sirius and Remus and Tonks? Will they know each other in their new life? Will they still be friends?"

"Souls have a way to try to find the familiar, even if they can't remember. The soul is a mysterious thing. Not even the Lethe can take away everything. Impressions, emotions. These can be taken with the soul into a new life."

"So they could be together again?" asked Harry hopefully. Maybe his parents and their friends would be together in their new life.

"It's a possibility. I won't know until I claim their souls again." Death said simply, his face a blank mask of emotion.

This deflated Harry's slight hope that his family could be reunited. He gave a sigh and really thought his situation over. He could continue to fight this, and be miserable for eternity, or he could do this new job he was chosen to do. And really, he wanted to be an Auror, how different could hunting down people who wanted to escape death be?

"So I would be chasing down people who cheat you. Is that all I have to do?" asked Harry wanting to get all the information before committing to something. He should have done that before he did that damn horcrux hunt.

"Essentially. There may be tasks that I need your help with, but other than the people who need to be taken out for cheating me, your time is your own. You may do as you please." Death said as he gave Harry a ghost of a smile, as if he knew Harry had made up his mind to help him.

"What tasks would you need help with?" asked Harry skeptically. "You're Death. What could you need help with?"

"I have other duties besides ferrying the dead to be judged. I may need you to take over every once in a while. And I may need you to deal with some other people when I don't want to, like my boss."

"Death has a boss?" asked Harry surprised. "Is it God? Is he real?" Harry had never been a believer in God. Too many bad things had happened in his life to ever believe there was a divine plan for him. However with the knowledge that Death was real and so were the Fates, he was having to reevaluate his thinking.

"Are we talking real or metaphysical? There is a one creator god I suppose, Chaos. He created everything. But I'm talking about gods as in plural. The Greek ones to be precise. My name is Thanatos, or as the Roman's called me Letus." He said as he shifted into a more muscular form as he mentioned the Roman name for himself.

"So the Greek gods are real?" Harry asked in disbelief? He sat down heavily on the sofa next to him. "What else is real? Monsters? Oh how about Egyptian gods while we're at it!" Harry said sarcastically.

"All those are real. You think only the Greek gods exist. Many Pantheons exist, some more powerful than others. In your duties you may even meet some of those gods. Just know you are a part of the Greek and Roman Pantheon now. Your ancestor Ignotus Peverell was actually a son of Hades, making him and his brother's demigods." Thanatos said as he answered Harry's sarcastic questions.

"So I'm a descendant of a god. Hades, Lord of the Dead, that god?" Harry said disbelieving.

"Yes. The three hollows were gifts to his sons as he felt they deserved a reward for bringing honor to his house. Sadly, he knew as soon as two of the brothers chose an unbeatable wand, and a stone to bring the dead back, that they would soon be joining him in the underworld permanently. He was the smartest. Had to give that boy my cloak to hide him from my presence. I was very annoyed with Hades for centuries because of that." Thanatos said as he conjured and elegant winged back chair to sit on as he retracted his wings into his back and sat down.

Harry sat down and really thought about all this new information. He had a job now, he could leave Britain behind him. He wouldn't have to be the Man-Who-Won or any of that crap. He could be Harry Potter, just Harry Potter. He could look after his godson Teddy when he wasn't working. He could move to America to be closer to him. This actually could work out very well for him. After giving a sigh, he looked Thanatos right in the eyes and asked, "When do I start?"

"Get your money from the goblin's first. Those creatures will try to steal it from you in reparations for the damage you caused escaping from the bank. Tell them it was a quest for Lord Letus and show them this." Thanatos said as he handed Harry a necklace with the Hallows symbol in a strange metal that chilled him to his bones as he first touched it, before it vanished. "That is the mark that will show them you speak the truth. They will not try to claim anything from you for fear of angering me. Then we will begin your training. You need to be able to fight people who are vastly more powerful than that pitiful Voldemort."

Harry gulped at the mention of people who were stronger than Voldemort. "Let's get started then."

It was an intense 5 years of training for one Harry Potter. In that time he had filled out from a thin wiry individual, to a lean mean fighting machine. He chuckled whenever Thanatos said that. He had filled out with muscles to where he looked like an Olympic swimmer. Muscular, but not so much where it hindered his movements. He had cut his longer hair to a short hairstyle that he styled into spikes as it helped control the infamous Potter hair.

In the time of his training, he was pushed to his limits with magic, both with a wand and wandless. Thanatos had called in a favor with Hecate to have her help with his studies. She took one look at his wands and scoffed. She told him in no uncertain terms that wands are training wheels for real magic. They had a use for pin point precision work, other than that they were useless. She would only teach him real magic, and make him a sorcerer, not a silly wizard. To say the methods of harnessing magic were different would be an understatement. Learning to use magic wandless hurt! This was because his magic channels in his body were small because his reliance on his wand. They had to make them grow before he could do any real magic. She had him expand them by forcing him to do every spell he knew wandless, it would be easier as he already was familiar with what he was doing. It was an intense 8 months before Hecate deemed him ready to begin learning her magic's. He spent the next three years learning from her.

When he wasn't practicing magic, he was learning to fight physically. Magic was good and all, but it couldn't solve everything, unlike what the wizards in Britain thought. Thanatos had his only demigod son alive work with him on that, supplemented by the War Goddess Enyo, twin sister of Ares. Thanatos had some sort of relationship with her, but would never disclose what it was to Harry. With the way she sent Thanatos winks and suggestive movements, he could guess they were involved in a relationship. It would make sense, war and death go hand in hand.

She was brutal as a teacher. While nicer and saner than her brother Ares, she still reveled in battle. There was no blunt swords or spears to practice with. You either learned, or you were stabbed. Harry found this out the hard way. He wasn't giving it all because he was tired during one of their sessions, and had dropped his guard, and received a sword in the gut for his efforts. He learned that day he was immortal, instead of the red blood he was expecting, he was bleeding gold ichor. He was patched up with some Nectar and Ambrosia, and he vowed to never let his guard down again. While he wouldn't die, it still hurt an unbelievable amount.

During his fourth year of training he was sent out on his first quest. He was to bring the soul of a German wizard who was hiding in Russia to Thanatos. He was prolonging his life by using a dark ritual that stole the youth of its victims and gave it to him. His primary targets were young boys. This infuriated Harry and took the quest gladly.

It turned out to be a bit of a disappointment to Harry. Other than the fact the wizard had a ritual that would steal youth, he had little else in his spell repertoire. He stuck to the Unforgivables when Harry confronted him, when those failed, he begged for his life after he saw Harry take an AK to the chest and keep coming towards him. A quick sword thrust to the gut with his special sword given to him by Thanatos for his missions, and the man's soul was sent screaming to Thanatos.

After that he was sent on quests to end others who sought to cheat Death. On one quest, he had his first encounter with a magician from the House of Life. They were both looking for one wizard named Jeff the Immortal. Apparently he had stolen from one of the House of Life's Nome's. As soon as the magician laid eyes on Harry he attacked. He screamed about Godly abominations and tried to hit him with, what Harry thought was a boomerang. Harry turned him into a toad for his trouble, laughing to himself at the irony. He collected the soul of Jeff the Immortal, who thought that using Inferi was a good idea. Harry used a fire spell taught to him by Hecate to burn them to ashes, and freed the spirits to go to the afterlife. Jeff then tried to fight with a sword, but was quickly disarmed and beheaded by a determined Harry.

While Harry before training would have been horrified by his current method of killing, the current Harry had been brutally trained by a sadistic War Goddess and an emotionless child of Death. He had to learn to let go of that squeamishness long ago.

After rummaging through his pockets looking to see what was so important for a magician of Egypt to come after him, Harry found a scroll that detailed a ritual to summon the Egyptian deity Set, a god of Chaos and Violence. Harry decided to keep the scroll. Something like this didn't need to be in a place where people could access it.

After making sure there was nothing else that could cause problems for Harry or his bosses, he had to destroy a spell book that described ways to raise the dead, he transformed the magician back into a man and quickly bound him.

"I have taken care of the problem. Jeff the Immortal is dead. You can have the body as proof of his death. I already have what I came for." Harry said to the struggling magician.

"I want what he stole! That is my mission. Where is the scroll?!" he shouted as spittle flew out of him mouth.

"Destroyed. No one should have something like that where it can be used." Harry said with a smirk on the outraged face of his captive. He redoubled his efforts to get free.

"You abomination! Gods have no place in the world!" he screamed.

"I'm no god. I just work for one. Tell your bosses that the scroll is gone and let's leave it at that. I will let you go, but if you attack me, I will kill you. Do you understand?" Harry said as he drew his sword. At the man's disbelieving face, Harry added, "If I kill you, you won't be seeing Anubis or Osiris, you'll get Thanatos and Hades. Do you want that?" After the man's terrified expression Harry released him. After giving him a cheery wave Harry apparated back to his boss's office in the Underworld to report a job completed, and to give him the scroll for safekeeping.

When Thanatos received the scroll he was furious. "Those magicians have broken the truce we established with them centuries ago!" he raged. "They have no idea what having a scroll like this entails for them."

Harry was watching his boss rage around his richly appointed office. His black wings flexing in his irritation. "So what can having this scroll cause?" Harry asked to break off his boss's angry mumbling.

Thanatos stopped and gave Harry a furious glare. "This one scroll could cause a war between us and those damn Egyptians! They were forbidden from having ways to summon their gods! That was the truce!" Thanatos smashed his hand into his stone desk causing it to crack from the force.

"Why though? Why can't they summon their gods? The Greek ones run around, so do some other pantheons. Why are the Egyptian ones banned?"

"Because they don't have true bodies when they are out. They possess a human conduit to walk the earth. Thus keeping them from obeying the laws set forth by Chaos! Alexander didn't conquer Egypt for the hell of it! He was a son of Zeus sent forth with Greece's army by his father to enforce the laws set forth by the creator! They were crushed and the gods banished to the Duat from whence they came. If Zeus sees this he would wipe Egypt off the map. He would have the support of the other pantheons as well. It wasn't just the Greeks fighting the Egyptians and their magicians." Thanatos started pacing his office before walking to his door and exiting at a hurried pace.

"Where you going?" called Harry as he ran to catch up to his boss.

Thanatos looked at him with a frown, then said, "This needs to be shown to Hades. He is the one who is going to have to decide what to do with this. This is not something that can be let go. This could launch the planet into World War Three."

"Holy shit." Harry gasped out. A war on that scale would kill millions, and with the nuclear weapons the mortals had, that number could reach the billions. Harry could just see why this was upsetting Thanatos so much.

They made it to the palace where Hades and his wife Persephone resided when she was here six months of the year. Harry could see the garden created by Hades for his wife, filled with flowers and trees made from gemstones and precious metals. He saw a lone pomegranate tree that had the juiciest fruit he had ever seen. Harry knew somehow the fruit would be the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.

Harry reluctantly continued following Thanatos into Hades version of Olympus in the underworld. He remembered the story he was told when he started his training that Hades had modeled his palace off the place he was only allowed to visit on the solstices.

As they walked through the corridors Harry marveled at the construction of the palace. It was made with black marble that was polished to a mirror surface. There was a thick push carpet that ran down the corridor they were walking down. He also saw rich hardwood floors in halls they passed. They stopped outside a huge stone door carved with scenes of death. Battles from ancient times to the dropping of the bombs on Japan. Each scene was in such detail that the looks of agony and fear could be seen on the faces of the people carved into the door.

Thanatos just pushed open the doors and walked up to the throne where Hades was seated, his wife's throne next to his, empty, as she spent time out of the underworld.

Harry was nervous meeting the Lord of the Dead. In his years of training he had never actually seen him. He was tall. Standing about 6'8''. HE was wearing a robe so dark, it looked as if it was drawing all the light in the room into it. He also saw it was moving. Faces would press against wailing in despair, even if no sound was made. It was kind of creepy. He was also pale, like he had never seen the sunlight, seeing how he was the Lord of the Underworld it was probably true. He had eyes so dark they looked like black holes, with a gleam in them that screamed evil genius. His hair was black and fell down to his shoulders, and was just as dark as his robes.

"Why have you come before me Thanatos?" Hades said in a deep baritone voice that seems to shake Harry to his core. There was a nagging feeling at the back of Harry's mind that recognized Hades as one of Harry's ancestors.

"There has been a breach of the treaty with the Egyptian Magicians. They have kept scrolls to summon their gods, namely Set." Thanatos said as he handed the scroll to Hades.

Hades unfurled the scroll and read it over. When he finished, the room became bitterly cold in his fury at what he had read. "They dare keep rituals like this?" Hades asked in a chilling tone. "How did you come of this Thanatos?" he said as he gave a penetrating stare to Thanatos.

"My Companion Harry Potter. He united the Deathly Hallows given to your sons long ago. He is your legacy." Thanatos said as he pushed Harry in front of himself. Harry gave him a hard glare for his actions.

"You have a piece of my power in you, I can sense it. You are descended from Ignotus. He was one of my favorite sons." Hades said as he looked over his many times over great grandson.

Harry bowed to the Lord of the Underworld and said, "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance my Lord."

"Where did you get this?" Hades said as he brandished the scroll in Harry's direction as he leaned forward in his throne.

"I collected it from a man I reaped for cheating Death. He had stolen it from one of the Egyptian Nomes. There was a magician who was very frantic on getting it back. Now that I learned why having this scroll is bad, I understand where the franticness in his actions were. Will this lead to war Lord Hades?"

Hades sat back in his throne and cupped his chin in thought. After a few moments he said, "No. A war between the pantheons will end badly for all of us. Things are stirring right now and we can't afford such a war right now. But, we can use this to gain some concessions from the Egyptians. This will stay between us. I will negotiate with the Chief Lector on what we can do to keep this from my dear brother." He said with a sneer at the end.

Thanatos thinking that the meeting was over, gently nudged Harry and motioned for Harry to follow is out. Before they made it out the door completely, Hades called out, "You have done well Harry Potter to bring this to my attention. I will be watching you." The door shut after this was said.

This was the first time Harry had met Hades, but it wouldn't be the last. In the last year of his training he had gone on 3 different quests for Hades. One where he had to deliver documents to of the Egyptian breach of the treaty to different death gods. He most memorable visit was to Hela in Helheim, who made him very uncomfortable as the half dead, half alive goddess hit on him and invited him to her bed. He politely decline the invitation. He also met Anubis, to invite him into the Greek underworld to have a meeting with Hades. The Egyptian god looked resigned to the meeting. He knew things weren't going to be fun for the Egyptians.

Harry was never made privy to what agreements were made to avoid a war between the pantheons, but war was avoided and no more mention was made of it after he finished his deliveries.

Harry was now relaxing in his house in the woods west of New York City. He decided to get a house closer to Olympus, rather than the underworld because he had taken a liking to the woods he was now living because of a hunt for a woman who was stealing the life force from babies who was hiding out.

He was just thinking of apparating to Chicago to get some deep dish pizza, when he received an urgent message from the underworld delivered by Hermes Express Delivery Service. He opened it and paled at its contents. He immediately summoned his battle equipment from his armory and apparated directly to into Hades throne room to find it in chaos.

There were many people running around yelling orders at each other. The skeleton guards were marching around aimlessly. Harry was worried if the throne room was like this, what had happened to make it like this. Harry found Thanatos and quickly went over to him to see what the hell is going on.

"What the fuck is going on to cause all this chaos?" Harry asked hurriedly, not liking the worried face on his boss.

"Hades Helm of Darkness has been stolen while he was on Olympus for the winter solstice. He has not let anyone know. He's sending all his subjects out to look for it. He believes a child of his brother's has stolen it." Thanatos said gravely.

Harry paled. This could lead to war for both the mortals and the gods. Hades was not well liked by many of the Olympians, or any other Greek gods and Goddesses. He had some supporters, but many shared some type of domain with him and had to interact on a regular basis.

Hades around a group is kind of scary, but alone or with his closest council, he had a very dark sense of humor, and told the raunchiest jokes. He had a horrifying temper though. Harry had seen it blow just one time when there was a small revolt in the Fields of Punishment. Many people payed for that lapse in attention on the prisoners. Some of the wardens were now the prisoners in their former prison.

Hades entered the throne room and silence instantly fell silent. He angrily stalked to his throne and grew to the godly height of 25 feet and said in a deathly cold voice, "My Helm has been stolen while I was on Olympus. I want it found and the thief brought before me. I will make them wish for Tartarus when I'm through with their punishment. You will do this until it is found. If I find my brothers have had a hand in stealing it, I will unleash the dead upon the earth and wage war on them both!" Hades shouted causing many in the throne room to flinch in fear. "Now find my Helm and the fucking thief!" he yelled causing all but Harry and Thanatos fleeing from the room.

Harry and Thanatos approached Hades as he slumped in his throne. "You really think one of your brothers stole it?" asked Thanatos with a frown on his face.

"Of course not! Poseidon would never do something like that, and Zeus wouldn't risk my wrath. It had to have been a demigod because gods are forbidden from stealing each other's symbols of power." Hades tiredly said as he rubbed his temples.

"But Thanatos said you suspected your brothers?" Harry asked confused at the change of Hades story.

"Unlike what many believe, I have a good relationship with him. We don't try and kill each other's kids, and we actually talk to solve our problems by talking. He notified me that Zeus's bolt had been stolen as well. The thief who stole his bolt stole my Helm as well." Hades said as he gave up on rubbing his temples as just laid his head back against his throne with his eyes closed.

"But he does have a son. Percival or something." Harry said. At Thanatos and Hades looks on incredulity, Harry quickly added, "I met his mother at a candy shop in New York. You could smell the scent of the sea on her. Her son showed up too. Looks like a copy of Poseidon to me."

"I knew he had a son, I've kept my monsters away from him. I had no idea he blessed the mother with protection." Hades said stunned.

"He would risk his wife's anger at that?" Thanatos said in disbelief.

"What's the blessing and why would it make his wife mad?" asked Harry in confusion.

"This is not something that can be shared. This needs watching. Harry you are to find his son and watch him. I know he is not the thief, but my brother will think differently when he discovers the broken oath. Protect him. No doubt he has a satyr already with him. Do not make contact. Keep him safe. I have much to discuss with my brother." Hades said as he stood up and flashed away.

"Well fuck. There goes my pizza plans." Harry said as he mentally prepared for his quest.