Harry Evans Potter, An Earthborn Asgardian's tale

Chapter 1

Lily Potter strode across the grass, her long dark cloak bending the blades forward. A cool wind rushed across the plane, ruffling the edges of her hood. A cloud drifted past the moon. Pale moonlight caught her eyes and set them aglow like emeralds in the darkness.

She stopped between two standing stones, a tingle rushing through her body as she felt the ancient power radiating from them. Her gaze swept over the circle of standing stones, her Psionic power's picking up the voices of recent visitors and others far more ancient.

Her hand curled into a fist, this had to work. The Evans line couldn't end with her. She couldn't be the last of the most powerful psychics in Europe. Not because some jealous bitch didn't want her tainting ancient magical blood.

She stepped deeper into the circle, stopping at its center. Dropping cross-legged on the ground, she closed her eyes easily slipping into the trance her family had drilled into her head.

The Evans family had always been about breeding powerful psychics, ever since the progenitor of their line Nathaniel Evans discovered his gift.

A red aura blossomed around her body, lifting her hair into a wave of crimson behind her. Tendrils of power lashed out at the stones, stabbing into the center at the very top. Ancient rock splintered as white light burst to life within the standing rectangles that form the circle.

Crackling pale energy trailed down the tendrils snaking its way into Lily's body, her back arched, her mouth opened in a soundless scream as the emotional and mystical energy gathered in the site over a thousand years filled her body, and then she was elsewhere.

–XX –

Lily floated in the vastness of space, the pale blue of her spiritual form shining like a beacon in the darkness. A smile crinkled the smooth skin of her pale face, her pink lips turning upwards.

When she got the letter to Hogwarts, her parents were ecstatic, she was the most powerful telepath in the Evans family to be born yet magic could increase her power. They were hoping she would even ravel her cousin Jean Gray when she finished her training. If only they could see her now.

"Well this is a surprise, not many people go to all this trouble to get my attention."

Lily slowly turned.

Behind her floated a woman made of pure fire, her curvaceous form was the epitome of beauty, her eyes burned like supernovas, and her hair trailed behind her like a shooting star.

Ancient eyes stared at her, stripping her away and finding every secret she had within the blink of an eye.

"What is the spirit of the cousin of my one true vessel doing all the way out here?"

Despite herself jealousy flash through Lily. the Evans family had worked for over a century, breeding the most powerful psychics to get the Phoenix's attention, and her cousin was born with greater power by the luck of the draw.

She swallowed, "Lady Phoenix, I come before you to ask a boon."

The phoenix cocked her head to one side, a single eyebrow raised, "Oh."

"Magic is taken away my ability to have children. Every embryo I produce is dead."

"Why me? There are other options after all."

"I want to feel a life growing inside of me. I want my line to continue. My family told legends of your power. If anyone could help me it would be you."

Suddenly, a weight settled on Lilly, causing her to fold in on herself.

Beads of sweat ran down her face.

"It might have been a while since I've taken a human vessel, but I haven't forgotten your races lust for power. Why should I allow you to carry my essence in order to give birth to a child like the world is never seen before?"

"I'll admit my family has had a quest to breed the most powerful psychic in the history of mankind," she shook her head, "heck they even married me off to the Potter family, hoping his magical genes would enhance my own when it came to producing a child," a smile turned the corners of her lips, "luckily for me, I actually fell in love with the man."

"You still haven't answered my question."

"I will admit part of the reason I came to you is because I want to see what would happen when the child was born, but like I said before I want to fill a life growing inside of me, I don't want the Evans line to end."

Phoenix stared at her. She had to admit, she too was curious what would happen if she went through with this endeavor. She had watched life be born in the universe, how mothers cradled their child with such love, or mourned so deeply when they were lost. Maybe this was her chance to experience that. Besides, maybe if she helped Lily Jean would be more perceptive when it was time to become her vessel.

Phoenix drifted closer, "Fine, I will help you. However, be warned there will be a price to pay. A child born from my energy will cut your life in half. He will be born from your womb, but in every way that matters, he will be mine.

Lily nodded, her tongue darting out to wet her dry lips, "That's fine."

Phoenix raised her hand, her fingers curling in on one another, "Raise him well Lily Potter I will be watching." She poked Lily in the forehead.

Lily's back arched as fire traveled through her veins.

–XX –

James Potter carefully made his way down the rough stone steps of Potter Castle. He could feel the magic radiating from the stone against his skin like pins and needles.

Potter Castle once called Gryffindor Castle had been in his family for over a millennium. The castle contained some of the most powerful wards on earth, put in place by the family's founder Godric Gryffindor. He only hoped his many times great-grandfather could forgive him for what he was about to do.

After losing his mother in the fall of Atlantis, Godric Gryffindor, a fairy child charged his line with keeping their magic strong. Not through traditional inbreeding, but by breeding with other creatures of magic.

After the fall of Atlantis, Godric found like-minded people, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. Together, they found at Hogwarts to give the survivors a safe place to go, and teach the children magic. Not everyone came to their safe haven, others scattered across the world, giving rise to the magical communities.

Most of the inhabitants of these communities either married others with magical potential, or married other magical beings. Either way the result was the same, it eventually gave rise to a race of people that could tap into the universal energies easier than others. The race was called the Homo Magi or children of magic by some.

James's hands curled into fists, his silver eyes glowing in the darkness. Now that legacy was in danger all because of one bitter man not being able to accept a woman's choice.

With a flick of his hand, torches in the darkness burst to life revealing a small circular room. Rectangular Norse runes created a small circle in the center of the room. Pale candles sat atop each rune their small flickering flames reflected in the large diamond in the circle's center.

The diamond was the hearth stone of Potter Castle. It contained the accumulation of over one thousand years' worth of magic.

"Ancestors please forgive me," he whispered, "I don't know what else to do. The seed in my loins is dead."

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a silver pocket watch. Flipping the latch with his thumb, he checked the time.

According to ancient records, Odin should be entering the Odin sleep right about now. That is when he would be at his most vulnerable. Using the family magic, he should be able to pull Odin's spirit here, but this would leave the Hearthstone drained, and Potter Castle vulnerable for the first time since its creation.

He shook his head, he had to do this. He couldn't allow his line to end. Besides, with the power of Odin flowing through his veins, his child would be incredibly powerful, even if these unique circumstances changed it a bit.

He checked the watch again, he had to hurry. He had to get this done before Lily returned. He never told her what Snape did. Not only because he was her former friend, but also because what kind of man can't give his wife what she wants most.

Spreading his arms wide he closed his eyes, jumping slightly as he connected with the Hearthstone. He flexed his fingers as tendrils of blue energy crawled over them. "Father of thunder in a deep sleep, I summon you to come here and stand before me."

Tension built in the room causing beads of sweat to pop out on James's forehead, gluing his dark hair to his skin.

"Father of thunder in a deep sleep I Summing you to come here and stand before me."

The room shuddered and thunder rumbled in the distance, sending a mixture of fear and anticipation down his spine.

"Father of thunder in a deep sleep, I Summoned you to come here and stand before me."

Thunder boomed overhead, shaking the Castle.

Clenching his fist, he pushed his will forward.

"Father…" He began, but before he could finish.

Thunder shook the castle, a bolt of lightning slammed into the wards, cutting through them like butter. The roof above him exploded inwards, the force of the explosion sent him flying backwards.

He slammed into the far wall, stars exploding in his vision.

After a moment the stars cleared, but something warm and wet ran down the back of his neck. Ignoring it for now, he stared into the circle.

The crystal was gone in its place was the spectral form of a man. His single light blue eye locked on James, his long white beard resting against ornate armor that covered his broad stocky frame. He clenched a large hand ending in thick fingers.

James rose into the air.

"Why have you summoned me here, boy?"

"Lord Odin, I need your help. Magic has made my loins dead."

"What does that have to do with me? There are other alternatives to continuing your line."

"My family has a tradition that each new generation must increase the family magical potential."

"So you want me to what, lay with a mortal. Why would I…" He stopped, his head turned staring into the distance. He sensed her presence, the woman he loved, the woman that could never be tamed, Phoenix.

A portion of her was on earth, a small smile tugged at his lips. Oh these foolish mortals, this man's wife suffered from the same affliction. She also went to otherworldly help, giving him a chance to have the woman he couldn't get out of his mind since their first time together.

Raising his free hand, he snapped his spectral fingers.

The castle was restored to pristine condition.

"I will help you."

James's eyes widened.

"But, you must be my vessel for tonight. The Odin sleep makes it impossible for me to be here in person, and limits my power," this of course was a lie, but there was no way he was going to let this mortal have Phoenix.

James hands clenched into fists. Could he really allow another man to sleep with his wife, even if it was in his body? Maybe he should just tell her the truth. An image of his wife's heartbroken face appeared in his mind, he shook his head, he couldn't do that to her, family was as important to Lily as it was to him.

Taking a deep breath, he nodded his silver eyes hard, "Fine."

Odin's spirit rushed forward, and James knew no more.

–XX –

Lily Potter stood at the window of the Potter cottage in Godric's hollow, a glass of wine cradled in her hand. Today was supposed to be a joyous day. They had won rights for the European mutants in the magical community. It was now possible for them to hide in magical enclaves with wizarding society.

She glanced behind her, her eyes lingering on the playpen in the center of the room between two high backed chairs and an antique couch with a wave across the back. Her one-year-old son Harry stood, gazing at her with emerald eyes so much like her own.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around her, and the scent of broom polish filled her nose.

"Do you think we did the right thing, contacting a god and a cosmic entity so we could have a child?"

Lily had confessed to James what happened with Bellatrix Black just before graduating Hogwarts. She thought he would be furious that she allowed the Phoenix, or at least a portion of it to possess her body temporarily. To her shock, he seemed relieved. Then he told her what he had done. They had agreed to never keep secrets from one another again.

Burying his nose in his wife's crimson hair, James breathed deep, inhaling the scent of roses and old parchment. "Our families have had traditions. We were living up to those traditions. Our son will be the most powerful of our two families."

Lily turned, "I don't want our son raised with our family traditions, I want him to marry for love, not because his wife is a powerful psychic, or because she has great magical power."

"It didn't work out so bad for us, but I see your point."

Lily leaned her head against James's chest. She had been sent to Hogwarts because of her magical potential in hopes that it would increase her Psionic abilities.

For years she was best friends with Severus Snape, until he fell in with the crowd that thought those that did not descend from magical bloodlines shouldn't be allowed to enter Hogwarts.

After that she inexplicably drifted towards James, who had recently lost his parents in an accident. It wasn't until her own parent's deaths that she learned that's what both their parents had been hoping for.

She shook her head, in the end it didn't matter. Severus ended up cursing James to be infertile, while Bellatrix Black cursed her never to be able to bear a child. It was only by otherworldly intervention that Harry existed now.

"They found Bellatrix today," James began, bringing Lily out of her thoughts.

"Oh?"

"She was sentenced to twenty years in Azkaban."

"And Severus?"

James's face twisted into a scowl, "According to my colleagues in the magical law enforcement office, he has joined the hybridization movement."

"What's that?"

"It's a movement led by Gellert Grindelwald. Gellert believes that by breeding mutants and wizards together, we can create something more powerful."

Lily glanced at Harry, "He's not wrong." The boy in question raised his arms in the universal sign for wanting to be picked up. The young mother moved forward, a smile spreading across her lips.

Lifting Harry into her arms, she turned, "Do you think Harry is…"

Suddenly the door to their home exploded inward, sending wooden shrapnel flying into the far wall.