Disclaimer: you may think that after reading all those other stories that the law of averages will mean that I own forgotten realms and Harry Potter. You would be wrong

Albus Dumbledore was getting ready to make his traditional speech at the beginning of Harry’s fifth year when with a pop 12 of his students disappear. They reappear instantly in what appeared to be a white infinite space.

“What just happen?” Asked Harry.

“I transported you here because I need a service of you.”

“Look at the big golden talking ball” Said Luna.

“What service?” Asked Hermonie.

“I need someone to feel in for the gods in the realms. They all decide they need a vacation. And no you don’t get a choice in the matter.”

“Longbottom you are now the god of plants and their caretakers, lavender brown you shall be in charge of destiny, Percy Weasley you are in charge of law, Crabb and Goyl you shall lead the orcs, Malfoy you get evil, suffering, revenge, and trickery, plus darkness.”

“that’s a awful lot for one bloke mate.” Commented Ron.

“I only have thirteen gods.”

“thirteen?” Asked Hermione.

“Eh am here too.” Answered Fleur.

“speaking of which you are the god of charm and beauty.”

“Fred and George Weasley you get to have a wish come true. You are now the gods of pranks, chaos, and mayhem.”

“Luna Lovegood you are the god of the mystic, you are also in charge of time and animals. Ginny Weasley earth, water, and passion are yours”

“Hermione Granger you are the good of freedom, magic, fire, crafters, and information”

“Harry potter you shall be leader of this parthathon, and shall be the god of the sky, death, guardians, underground dwellers, travelers, avengers, the strong will, luck, reptiles, and halflings.”

“I will say may the gods have mercy on the realms but well you know, now if you excuse me I need to get on my vacation too, here the instruction books try not to mess things up too badly we should be beck in a millennium of so, don’t worry about your homes I call in some favors and had time slowed down so only a few second will past while your gone.”

An: suggestions for the next chapters are more then welcome