Magic's Heart

Disclaimer; If I owned anything, I wouldn't be here.

Warnings; This story will be M-rated, due to sexual content, swearing, blood and gore. There might be slash in the future.

Summary; Magic is such a strange thing, some saw her as a power source, but he knew better.

Harry James Potter would be the first to tell you that Magic was not a power source, that Magic has no boundaries then the Human imagination. He knew that Magic lived, it breathed, it was a sentient being without limits. Harry James Potter also knew the dangers of using too much Magic or using it in a foolish way, Magic wasn't just something that wizard and witches had, it was a privilege. That was also the reason that he had decided at the age of 17, to teach at his old school and install that ideal into the minds of the younger students.

But Magic had a different idea, Magic decided that Harry James Potter would be better off using her, where she was needed. It was Magic that ripped through the layers of time and space, to pull her most favorite child into a completely different world. A world that needed his help more then anything else.

AN; I still don't know what the world this story will be a Crossover with.

Currently people desire either;

Final Fantasy 8,

Final Fantasy 10,

Final Fantasy 12,

Super Natural,

Riddick,

Lord of the Rings.

If you want a different one let me know, though if you want the same one listed here cast your vote through PM or review.

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The Prologue

A Beginning,

Magic's Favored Child,

Her beloved Heart

She had watched the creatures living on the Earth for many years, had watched them grow and evolve. She was fascinated with how the humans evolved and became aware, fascinated with how they lived their lives. Then one day she decided that she would mingle with those creatures and some of her essence seeped into those strange creatures. Her fascination only grew when she saw them notice how they learned to use her essence. Some performing extraordinary feeds while others used her essence for damaging acts.

She watched as every generation exceeded her expectations, she watched how each generation became greater, stronger and sadly more corrupted. She observed as rifts were developed how those gifted with her essence separated themselves from the rest. How other creatures that also had received her gift were branded and named animals, beasts. And her pain at the way her gifted, her essence was used to cause harm others, only grew when innocent children had to pay the price for foolish adults.

When she had made the descision to retreat from the world, to pull herself away from all that pain and suffering, something changed. A single child was born, a child with the radiant brilliance of her gift, it was far stronger then any other she had watched. It pulled her attention and she watched valiantly over the child. She had watched his parents coo over their child, had watched them love him with all their hearts. At first she felt the disconnected fascination she had for the rest of the beings that were gifted. But that fascination changed, it became pride when she had seen the child use her gift at the mere age of one month. Since then she never strayed from the child and his family.

But at the night of Halloween the world of happy bliss the Family and She had was rudely destroyed as the man that had twisted her gift beyond recognization killed the adults and came after the child. She watched with growing horror as the green light shot at the child. To protect himself, the child threw up a feeble shield, one that he had seen his parents use when he had watched them, but the shield would never be strong enough against the green light. But even in death his parents wanted to protect them, the gift that his parents wielded shot from their bodies and wrapped around the shield in hope of strengthening it to protect their child. But it was never strong enough to stand against the green light. She could not let the child and the strong gift die, she had grown fond the child.

Her essence and being wrapped around the child and his shield. She released a coo when the child welcomed her with open arms and soaked herself in his presence. The green light hit the shield, just when she was wrapped around him. And although the effect of the light was destroyed, some of the light cut into the child's forehead, creating a lightning bolt shaped cut. Her essence soaked into the cut, mingled with a small sliver of the twisted essence of the man that had tried to kill the child.

When the half giant came to take 'Her' child away, she stayed with him. She watched him grow, watched him be abused mentally and physically. She was there with him at night, holding him in her essence, soothing his pains and healing his wounds. Whispering promises of love and freedom in his ear. And She became his mother in all that was magical. He grew to learn to use his gift, but to never use it in front of those who carried his blood. With Her help, he grew into a beautiful feminine young man. She protected him when he returned to the wizarding world, She was there to keep the nightmares at bay. She watched as his enemy was reborn, taught him to shift his shape and to always utilize his powers. He learned when to hold back and when to hide a gift. And they cherished their time together. He learned that there were no boundaries if he truly wanted something, that there was nothing stopping him, because he had Her at his side.

When the war was finally over and he had won his fight, She had watched as he taught children some of the things he had learned. But change was hard and slow, people rebelled against it and She knew that no matter how badly they both wanted to see everything change, it would never happen. The world he lived in was too set, too focused on traditions. And she knew that only one option remained.

She waited until the right moment, before using her powers to sweep him away from the world he had known. Encasing him in her own power she ripped open a rift in time and space, pulling the young man behind her. She would take him to a world where he was needed, a place he could change and maybe even find a home. A home away from his fame and the name he had. She would take care of Her child, Her favorite child.

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Harry was walking along the hallways of Hogwarts, he could hear the whispers of Magic as usual, She was telling him about the happenings of the world. It was a soothing thing to hear, although She rarely carried good news, the sound of her voice always gave him a feeling of peace and safety. She was his mother in all but blood, she was Magic after all. A sigh escaped his lips when her voice left him for a second and he felt a bit of unease.

Time had changed a lot of things, him more so then others. Sadly the world he lived in was standing in still water. It was causing mold to fester in a once so vibrant society, it caused the rotting of human nature and the gift people carried was no longer what it used to be. She would never tell him, but he knew, that it was causing her more pain with every single day.

Thinking about pain, his mind wandered to his past and the suffering he had endured. He paused at a window and stared at the grounds of Hogwarts. The cabin that once belonged to Hagrid, his first friend, was nothing more then a ruin. The Grave that housed his old Headmaster was damaged and the Castle herself had suffered more then just a scar. He could see Neville tending to the plants in hopes of having them grow again and help recover the surroundings of Hogwarts. He could see Hermione, several of his surviving teachers, some people from the Order and workers from the Ministry taking note of the damage and trying to see if they could fix it, or call in the help of others.

In the distance was Ron together with his siblings, keeping several students busy. In hopes they wouldn't look at the still ravaged lands. He released a sigh again, knowing that nothing would ever be the same again, knowing that the scars this time were too deep for them to recover. They would need a miracle and he knew that he was going to be the one saddled with that job.

A soft giggle just behind him, had him turn around and stare into the blue-silver eyes of Luna Lovegood. The girl had changed during the war. He knew that Hermione saw the girl as an oddity and most thought her insane, but she was one of the few that could feel his Mother. Luna Lovegood out of all people seemed a lot like him and his Mother. "It will never be the same again, with or without you." Luna told him gently. Her eyes holding knowledge that not any ever got. It came from her gift and her curse. Luna for all her oddity and even her ability to hear Her, was a seer.

"Am I going somewhere?" he stared at her confused, his head tilted a little to the side and his bangs were hiding one of his eyes. He blinked his shining green-eyes at the other when she simply smiled. Luna would never tell him what she saw unless it was dire, he believed it was her way of amusement. "I hope you will have fun, Princeling." she turned around without a further word and walked away.

Watching her leave Harry continued down the hallway to his classroom. A teacher, he was now a teacher and he hadn't even completed his own education. He shook his head, the faces of all whom had died floating before his eyes. A single tear trailed down his cheek, it would never hit the ground, as his world was swallowed by darkness.

The whisper of Magic filled his senses, the stretching of his muscles and skin set his nerves on fire, the surge of power almost seemed like it was ripping him apart from the inside out. He could hear Her voice loud and clear, this was Her gift to him, a second chance in a world that needed them. He could feel the affectionate tendrils of her power soothing his agony, felt the brush of feather soft lips and the words that he would forever remember.

"Be Happy My Heart."

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End Prologue

I hope you all loved this Prologue.

Now I just hope you people know what world you want this story to cross into.

Let me know what you thought of it~

Love

Lucretzia