James Sirius Potter picked up the book and wondered at the size of it. Certainly it hadn't been this thick when he bought it. He carefully opened the book and leafed back to the last page he had read a day or so ago. He grinned when he realized what had happened. He had achieved his first goal and it had opened up another section. He read through the greeting but when he turned the page he froze for a full minute before he read past the name.

Harry James Potter

Harry began the game July 31st 1991 on his eleventh birthday. He successfully purchased the book though he didn't realize he had moved into the section marked 'Restricted to 17 and Older'. He is currently one of two players who achieve this books first goal of paying for the book without letting anyone know.

Currently he is still in the game with 697,542 goals set and achieved and 25,271 failed. He currently holds the record for the most goals achieved and has the best succeed to loss ratio ever held by a long standing player. Harry has held many other distinctions during his play. Those include but are not limited to being the youngest to ever start the game, the oldest player to ever still be in the game at the age of 168 and of course holding the distinction for the longest play.

Harry set his main goal in the game to be fair and equal treatment for all regardless of species. This high end goal is the most morally correct main goal from any player at any time. He hasn't achieved it worldwide, and probably never will, but he has the laws in place to achieve it. Other than the other owners of the books no one is aware that Harry Potter is running things. If he were to quit today he would win The Game. He understands the purpose of The Game and uses it to help others rather than himself.

The last time he opened his book was on August 1st 2148. He still picks up his book several times a week. Harry feels his greatest accomplishment is not any of the many laws to benefit magickind, nor is it any new contributions that he helped create to aid us. His greatest accomplishment is his family. His second greatest accomplishment is making a world where they can be happy and safe.

James stared in awe at the book he had purchased not more than a few days ago. He had been sure he wouldn't be anywhere close to the youngest to ever try to play this game. In fact at 148 he had only got it to keep his mind busy. Never in his wildest dreams had he thought he would find this. He snapped the book shut and slowly stood and left the room.

"Mary I'm going to visit with my father for a little while." He said as he passed the kitchen.

"Grab that box of biscuits off the table and take it with you. They're his favorites. Tell him I said hello would you." She replied as she fed her youngest great grandchild.

"Ok. Are there any left for me?" he asked eyeing the box.

"We made a double batch." She grinned, "Its Catalena's first try."

"Something special then." He picked up the box and left the kitchen to pop away. Arriving at his parent's home he knocked on the door as he pushed it open, "Anyone home?"

"In my study son." Harry's voice still sounded strong to his oldest son.

James put the box on the kitchen table then made his way up and sat in the chair opposite his father. He looked around the office of the man who had more power magically, and now he knew politically too, than anyone else in the world. The room didn't look like the center of the world, he thought idly. His father closed a book and put it on his desk, it was one that James recognized; he had one just like it in his pocket.

"Welcome." Harry looked at him with a blank face.

"Welcome?" James asked.

"To the game." Harry grinned, "Do you hate me?"

"NO!" James stressed emphatically, "Just surprised, you don't look the part."

"What are your thoughts?" he asked.

"I think… you've had a very interesting life." He scratched his chin.

"You know that's a bit of an understatement." Harry grinned.

"How did you get the book at eleven? Or did they not have it in a warded section back then?" James asked.

"Oh, it was warded all right." Harry grinned, "But you know what my first decade of life was like. Is it that surprising that a ward would agree that I was more than mature enough?"

"Not when you put it that way." James agreed, "You know this puts a whole different perspective on your Hogwarts and ministry years."

"You know I never used this to get myself ahead." Harry made sure he understood.

"I know." James smiled, "I meant how hard you worked to gain respect outside of your defeat of Voldemort and all the other stuff you did. You never took advantage of that fame for yourself. You only ever used it to help charities and stuff like that. The respect you earned from not using it is what fueled the ability to make the changes you did."

"Exactly." Harry smiled softly, "I'm glad you understand. I'd be very upset if anyone thought I was manipulating people for my own gain."

"You don't really even manipulate people." James waved him off, "Everyone has so much respect for you they just hate to disappoint you."

"You know when I started I was reading the stats at the back and found that Albus Dumbledore and Tom Riddle were both in the game. Both tried to manipulate me to do what they wanted." Harry began, "At one point I watched their achievement counts with an almost desperate eye. Every time one of them received an achievement I was afraid it would lead to something bad for me. For a while I couldn't go more than a few hours without checking the book. When I realized I was so obsessed with it I put it down for a month and refused to pick it up. When I looked again they had each earned ten new goals but nothing had happened to me. I was able then to use it in a practical manner again. I tell you that as a warning."

"I understand." James grinned and they sat in silence for a moment, "You know I'm rather surprised Aunt Hermione never figured you out."

"It was Draco that I was surprised didn't catch me." Harry chuckled, "Hermione was a muggleborn so she wouldn't have known about the book. Draco knew the game existed but didn't know I was in on it. He had even looked for a book for more than a decade. He never knew his father had one and only read the original part."

"I'm rather laughing at myself right now. Not only had I heard of The Game but I've seen this book in the store for the last five decades and didn't want to bother with it because it was just a game." James grinned, "I never thought it was… useful."

"I cringe every time a young one gets the book." Harry grimaced, "I keep wondering what I'm doing wrong that someone wants to rule the world."

"They just want to rule it themselves." James grinned, "I'm still trying to get my mind around you."

"I find it amazing that people still want to know what I think." Harry chuckled, "I would have thought they would move on to something younger and cooler."

"Dad, you stopped that guy last year in France." James pointed out, "As long as you're still defeating dark wizards they'll still seek out your advice."

"James, I'm getting tired." Harry looked at his son.

"You want me to leave so you can nap?" he asked.

"No, I mean I'm slowing down. If my reputation hadn't preceded me I would have lost in France." Harry explained, "I'm out of the fighting business."

"Good." He stated emphatically, "I'm glad you've finally seen sense. You aren't going to announce it, are you?"

"No. But they'll figure it out when I don't show up. Warn your brother will you." He said, "Crime may try to pick up."

"I'm having dinner with him and the Head of the DMLE tonight." James agreed with a grin thinking of his nephew following in Harry's footsteps as the head of that department, "We should have a decade or two to get a few more aurors trained up for the expected increase."

"You may not have that long." Harry sighed, "I'm 168, all my friends have already passed and your mother passed far too long ago. I may be willing myself to go but I think I won't be here for 175. When I die…"

"Dark wizards will be coming out of the woodwork." He agreed. The two sat in somber silence for a few minutes, "Well I better go get ready for my dinner. Mary and Catalena baked cookies today and I sat your box on the table."

"James, congratulations on getting the book the right way." He grinned, "I've been alone in that spot for a very long time. Most people either steal or inherit it."

"What do you want to do with your book?" James turned when he reached the door.

"Hmmm, don't know." He replied, "I haven't thought about it. I'll leave you some instructions I'm sure."

***** years later *****

On Harry's 180th birthday James picked up the book and handed it to his two siblings, "Dad wanted the two of you to read this. I've known about it for more than a decade and he wanted you to know too. After you read it we are to burn it."

"James, what are you talking about?" Lily picked up the rather thick book.

"Just read the marked page then I'll explain." He insisted.

She opened to the marked page and began to read with her brother Alistar reading over her shoulder.

Harry James Potter

Harry began the game July 31st 1991 on his eleventh birthday. He successfully purchased the book though he didn't realize he had moved into the section marked 'Restricted to 17 and Older'. He was one of the few players who achieve this book's first goal of paying for the book without letting anyone know.

He ended his game with 749,221 goals set and achieved and 25,383 failed. He holds the record for the most goals achieved and has the best succeed to loss ratio ever held by a long standing player. Harry held many other distinctions during his play. Those include but are not limited to being the youngest to ever start the game, the oldest to ever play the game at the age of 179 and of course he holds the distinction for the longest play. He has the record for the most people helped and he has the record for the number of times he saved the world.

Other than the other owners of the books no one was aware that Harry Potter was running the world. He understood the purpose of the game and used it to help others rather than himself. His main goal was fair and equal treatment for all, regardless of species. He came very close.

The last time he opened his book was on June 22nd 2160. Harry felt his greatest accomplishment was not any of the many laws to benefit magickind, nor was it any of the new contributions that he aided in creating, amazingly it wasn't even the number of times he saved the world. His greatest accomplishment to him was his family. His second greatest accomplishment is making a world where they could be happy and safe.

Harry died on June 22nd, 2160. He is only the third person in history to win the game. His influence will be sorely missed as will the wisdom he used to wield it.

This book will no longer be part of play. When a winner ends his game his book is frozen in that state and cannot be passed on.

"What is this?" Al asked.

"It's a game whose main goal was to rule the world." James grinned, "Our Dad won."

"How did you know already?" Lily asked then answered herself, "You're playing the game."

"Yes but I'm only doing it to keep my mind sharp." He answered, "I'll never win the game. But that's ok because I don't take it seriously. This isn't a bad thing."

"I know." Al smiled as Lily flipped through the book, "What are all these blank pages?"

"Those are the players who are playing right now." James grinned, "You can't see them?"

"All I see are blank pages." Lily flipped through, "At the front it has the introduction then Dad's after that is blank pages."

"Interesting." James grinned, "I can read it all. I guess it's because you aren't in the game."

"Maybe we don't need to burn it then." Lily asked hopefully.

"No he wants it burned." James sighed, "He doesn't want any more Potterfacts loose on the world."

"Ug I hate that name." Al growled, "Is it too hard to say Harry Potter artifacts?"

"Evidentially." James and Lily laughed at their brother.

"By the way I'm fighting the push to declare today Harry Potter day." Al smiled, "The only thing keeping them off is that his will says not to and I'm the Minister."

"You know." Lily grinned, "I think I would give quite a lot to know Dad when he was a child. How many eleven year olds could play a game like this without any selfish desires? I can't think of many adults that could do it."

"Lil's did Dad ever tell you about his childhood?" Al looked over at his brother hoping she knew.

"Of course." She was looking over Harry's page again.

"More than what was in the history books?" he asked.

"I know the Dursleys weren't nice." She shrugged, "But he was so nonchalant about it I'm sure it wasn't really bad."

"Lil's." James sighed, "His childhood resembled a house elf's life closer than it did anything else. He had more broken bones in those first ten years than what I've had my whole life. It was really bad. He just down played it, a lot."

"Why would he do that?" she asked in shock.

"We are talking about our father." Al grinned, "You remember him? The Understatement King of the world. He helped a little to rid the world of Voldemort. He held a minor position in the ministry. He was headmaster for a few years. You remember the man I'm speaking of?"

"Oh shut up." Lily shook her head, "You're right though he always did have a knack for that."

A widely grinning James lifted the book and said, "The understatement ruler of the world."

"Still I wish I could have seen him." She turned from her brothers and headed from the room.