AN: Hello! Harry Potterheads and Lord of the Rings fans, welcome to my new fictions…. HARRY POTTER AND THE THIRD AGE! Now I know some of you will be wondering what happened to my other story, the HP and Yugioh crossover called 'Harry Potter and the Game of the Gods'? DON'T WORRY! I'm not stopping it, in fact I might get another chapter out tonight, who knows. But I wanted to do something a little different, you know, branch out a bit more, and as well as HP and YGO crossovers I also like HP and LOTR crossovers so I thought I'd do one, hope you enjoy the first chapter!
Harry's first thought upon walking back into Diagon Alley after exiting Gringotts bank with a trunk full of all his money, was that of apprehension. This was the first time he had been out to Diagon Alley since his defeat of the Dark Lord Voldemort during the final battle (he had flooed into Gringotts from the Burrow), which had been staged over one horrible night at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. As he wandered through the cobbled streets he thought back to his multiple trips to the wizarding shopping street and he felt a sort of melancholy. 7 years ago he had walked the same path as a clueless 11 year old boy who had just been told the best information any sane 11 year old could get. He was a wizard. What young boy would not get excited at the prospect.
He spent his first couple of years at Hogwarts pretending to be the naïve little Gryffindor that everyone expected him to be. Of course, why not give the people what they expect, might keep them of his back. That's right, little Harry Potter did learn how to lie and deceive during 11 hellish years with the Dursleys, I mean, how could you not. If he hadn't been able to lie like he did then Vernon would have done a lot worse to him than lock him in a cupboard without any food. The things Harry did were probably better forgotten. Mostly big pranks and just generally getting on their nerves whilst maintaining complete and utter innocence. He was good. And he knew it.
He only really lost his composure during his 5th year, but that was more due to Voldemort inside his head than him. The bloody Dementor situation wouldn't have even happened if he wasn't so stupidly sentimental as to carry his Holly and Phoenix wand around rather than the Elder Wand which he had acquired on a trip to Ollivanders for a second wand during the summer before his 3rd year. Who knew that Dumbledore had a fake, a powerful fake, but a fake nonetheless. (AN: I know it's cliché to give Harry the Elder Wand but I want him to be as powerful as possible) Ollivander had apparently received it off a mysterious stranger and was told to keep it a secret until the rightful heir came along to claim it. Obviously that happened to be Harry, he seemed to be at the centre of everything. Not that he was complaining this time of course, that wand was incredibly freaking powerful and it didn't have the trace on it. That's how Harry had been practicing every summer, did they really thing a 15 year old with hardly any training could take on a bunch of inner circle Death Munchers and live to tell the tale. 'Morons' Harry thought.
But now after he had defeated the Dark Tosser he had increased his skill to an unimaginable level. During the hunt for Horcrux's he'd discovered a book just lying there in the Forest of Dean. The book detailed how to find out if you were an elemental, and what element you could control, obviously as Harry was special, he could control all conceivable elements, but again, he was not complaining. Although there was no need to use those powers in the final battle because defeating Voldemort in a duel was, dare he say it, easy. It was everyone that they lost was the topic that was almost constantly on his mind these days. Remus, Fred… even little Colin Creevey had perished. Tonks had survived, thank god. During the walk through the forest he had seen his parents, Sirius and Remus. He'd promised Remus to look after Tonks. Harry was confused when Sirius grinned and winked at him, but he put it out of his head to continue on the task. Now that he had time to think about it. He couldn't help but think of Tonks. She had never treated him like a child, even though they'd barely spoken to each other, she was beautiful, anyone with eyes could see that, her personality never failed to put a smile on Harry's face. The way she could make the best out of any situation, since Remus' death she had been rather torn up, but always put a brave face on when Harry came round to see his godson, Teddy. Teddy, that's who Harry really felt sorry for, he knew what it was like to grow up without a dad, it was horrible without the guidance and joy that a father should bring. Harry thanked the higher powers that Teddy still had his mother and Andromeda to look after him. Maybe his life wouldn't be as bad as Harry's. 'Correction,' he thought 'It's definitely going to be better than mine'
He walked through the newly refurnished Alley and visited many shops along the way to get things he may need. You see Harry had been having this strange feeling that something was going to happen soon. He called it his sort of sixth sense, Tonks had called it his incessant paranoia, did he mention that she was funny like that? Yes. Well, anyway, he had taken to carrying round a shrunken trunk with all of his valuables in just incase he was whisked off anywhere or if he was kidnapped by some bitter Death Eaters. The reason he had now got all of his money with him was that the feeling had increased one hundred fold that very morning. He decided it was better to be safe than sorry. He had invited Tonks around that evening with Teddy just in case anything strange did happen to him, you may be asking, why are you potentially putting Tonks and Teddy in danger? Well, the feeling Harry had been having wasn't a malevolent feeling so he didn't believe it to be dangerous as such, which was why he wasn't freaking out and having every ward known to man on Grimmauld Place where he had been staying until he could get a new house for himself, he would have stayed in Potter Manor but he couldn't do that until it had been thoroughly cleaned by the house elves there, 20 years of dust accumulates.
And so he finished his shopping and apperated back to the house, he walked in through the front door and into the living room to find Tonks and Teddy sitting on the ground playing with one of Teddy's favourite toys, his stuffed Werewolf that Harry had gotten him (by owl mail of course). Harry just watched them for a minute, they didn't seem to be aware of his presence, he decided to have a little fun, he got out his invisibility cloak very quietly and draped it over himself. Slowly he walked towards them and sat down on the sofa watching them from the side. Then quick as a flash he wipped his cloak off. His sudden appearance caused Tonks to scream and Teddy to start giggling madly. He'd make a great prankster one day.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" Tonks screamed after she had regained her wits. "I THOUGHT WE AGREED NOT TO DO THAT ANYMORE!" Harry and Teddy looked at her, then at each other, then back to her, then back to each other again and promptly dissolved into laughter. Tonks just huffed and crossed her arms. Then a mischievous smile spread across her face causing both boy's laughter to die out. Teddy was now smiling at Harry as if he knew what was about to happen. Harry was looking decidedly nervous. Tonks slowly got up as Harry started to back away.
"Well you know Harry," she said in an innocent voice moving towards him "I was actually looking forward to seeing you, you see there has been something I've been meaning to do…" her voice turned husky at the end as Harry reached the wall and could go back no further.
"Umm… I-I… you h-have, have you?" Harry stuttered out nervously as Tonks grabbed his shirt and leaned in an inch away from his face.
"Yes, yes I have.." she said. Harry thought that it was quite hot in there and was preparing himself, but Tonks had different ideas as she put her hands on his sides and started….
Harry gasped and fell down on the floor laughing, Tonks straddled him and continued tickling him.
"No! NO! I g-g-give! Uncle! Uncle!" Harry gasped. Tonks smirked. It was then that they noticed that their faces were inches apart. Tonks looked confused for a moment before she slowly leaned in. Harry wasn't sure what to do next so he just let her come to him. Their lips met.
It was unlike anything Harry had ever experienced before, there were literally sparks as she kissed him softly, kissing Cho had been a disappointment as she'd spent most of it weeping, Ginny had been fiery as they tried to devour each other's mouths but with Tonks it just felt, dare he say it….right. Before it could get too heated in front of Teddy who was watching in what seemed like the baby version of amusement, they broke apart, both with a contented sigh. They both smiled at each other and Tonks laid her head on Harry's chest, both enjoying the moment. Then of course Teddy no longer found this game interesting so started to cry. Tonks sighed and got up off Harry and went over to Teddy where she calmed him down enough to start playing again. Harry got up and smiled at the two.
"I'm guessing this means we're together then?" he said. Completely forgetting the ominous feeling he had been having.
She got up and kissed him again. "What do you think?" she asked after they broke with a smile. Harry just grinned.
"I'll take that as a yes?" he said. She grinned back. "I'm just going to go and have a shower then I'll be back okay?" Harry said. She nodded and he left the room.
The whole afternoon was spent with the three playing games with Teddy, eating lunch, going for a walk through the local park and a bit of snogging between Harry and Tonks, Teddy no longer found it funny after the tenth time so it wasn't as much as Harry might have liked, but he wasn't complaining. After they had laid Teddy down for bed they went back into the kitchen. Harry saw the Daily Prophet lying on the table. With a big advert in the centre which said in bold '500 GALLEONS FOR A PICTURE OF HARRY POTTER'. The man himself sighed wearily, there goes what was left of his privacy. Tonks rubbed his back soothingly.
"Hey, look at it this way, no one will reject you when you offer them a place in your harem!" she stated cheerfully. Harry who had been drinking a glass of pumpkin juice started choking on it.
"WHAT!" he exclaimed after he got his fit under control. Tonks burst out laughing.
"That's what you get for scaring me earlier!" she said triumphantly. Harry pouted.
"Minx" he muttered. Tonks just grinned.
After Tonks had gone to bed (they had decided earlier that there was really no point in leaving, she had pretty much moved in then and there), Harry decided that he needed time to think about things. He got out of the king sized bed Tonks had insisted they shared, not that Harry was complaining, and made his way up to his little sanctuary outside on the roof. It wasn't very complex, just a comfortable place to lay in the centre with an amazing view of the sky. Harry liked to have the lamp posts down on the street below out on nights like this when you could see millions of stars. So he just used magic of course. Mainly the deluminator that Ron had lend to him. He laid down in the centre and just observed the universe above.
Harry loved it like this, so peaceful and quiet, where there was nobody who would hound him for pictures or autographs. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling on his senses. Then he did something that would change his life. Just as a shooting star raced over him in the night sky he said.
"I wish I could be someplace where I wasn't known"
That simple line set into motion events that would change Harry's life forever. With a flash, Harry James Potter, Boy-Who-Lived, Vanquisher of Voldemort….
AN: Oooooohhhhhhh, what's gonna happen next? Hey guys thanks for reading the first chapter of my new fanfic, if you could review it I would be most appreciative, thank you again and see you in the next chapter! BYE!