A/N: Work is killing me, Muses have been ignoring me, I got sucked back into my Beelzebub!/HP fic on AO3 (Check it out! ^-^)

And now I just wanted to write something happy, so I'm doing one of my Poll Choices.

So!

"Harry is a Pokemon Breeder" is a Go!

Enjoy the creative title, I just couldn't figure it out but this totally works.

Eggs

Prologue

Harry didn't know the hows or whys of his arrival within this dimension. He'd been in the Department of Mysteries, leading a group of Unspeakables through the paths he could remember taking back in his Fifth Year, when an alarm had gone off and an exhibit of red, green, and blue stones started glowing before they'd exploded.

When he'd woken up, he found himself in the care of an older, stern man named Professor Geoffrey Rowan, who had apparently found him as a bruised, bloody mess on his front lawn three days before.

It was then he'd first heard (and met) the fascinating creatures called Pokemon, and learned that he was in some island Region called Sinnoh, one of several different Island Nations (Although they preferred to be called Regions for some reason). The Professor and his various Aides didn't mind him tagging along to learn more about their World over the next few weeks, until he was fully healed and had finally decided to leave.

He'd declined the offered Pokemon to take with him. After all, he didn't want a Pokemon that was given to him like a present. No, he would travel, and learn, and maybe get himself a Pokemon if they both decided it was a good fit.

The, at the time, eighteen-year-old had traveled for a good five years. He visited all the Regions, volunteered at every Pokemon Center he came across, studied with every Professor, lent a hand for room and board at every Daycare. He helped wild Pokemon, abandoned Pokemon, even stopped several different attempted Pokemon Thefts by different organizations (Although Team Rocket was a reoccurring set). He had even traveled with different Pokemon for a while, before going their separate ways (A headstrong Sudowoodo had followed him through Johto until it had found itself falling in love with a Ditto at a Daycare and had decided to stay. A sweet-tempered Pidove had stuck with him until evolving and joining a flock of wild Unfezants. An aggressive Machamp had stayed a month until a Trainer needed a helping hand in a battle and the muscular Pokemon decided battling was for it and Harry gave him his blessing. On and on it went.)

Now, however, Harry had found his own Pokemon, one that had chosen him over power or familiarity or a group of her own kind (and they'd run into a couple, these last two months together). He'd found her scaring naughty teens in the middle of the night in a city in Sinnoh, laughing as they ran screaming from her. His own laughter had caught her interested red eyes, and Wizard and Pokemon became inseparable.

And so they were, a pair of pranksters wandering together until he'd finally decided to settle down in a small cottage in the countryside of Unova. During his travels, his love of all things Pokemon had brought many different jobs dealing with them to his attention, but, more than anything, caring for them was what attracted him the most.

So, with a bit of work, a few different letters of recommendations, a couple of tests, and finally buying himself a single pokeball for his little friend (At her insistence), he was able to get a Pokemon Breeding Licence and start up a small business of sorts.

Looking up at his cottage, the simple sign reading Mischievous Eggs hanging off the roof over the porch, the twenty-three-year-old smiled. Mischief the Misdreavus crooned sweetly from directly behind him, grinning happily at the sign that was named in her honor, the bright green scarf on her head bearing their new symbol, an egg with a "Scary Face" on it.

Mean Look was her favorite move, after all, along with Taunt, Astonish, and Hex.

"Let's get started, shall we, Mis?" the Wizard asked; Mischief bobbed her head happily and sang one of her rarer, happiness-inducing croons, spiraling through the wall of the house and leaving a chuckling Harry behind to levitate his crate of Mystery Eggs in.

He was looking forward to seeing them hatch and find either good homes or go on to live long, happy lives in the wild. Humming along with his Partner, Harry Potter smiled to himself.

It was good to be alive.

A/N: Feel free to suggest prompts and such, like Baby Pokemon Shenanigans, someone trying to buy his business from him, Mischief getting up to her namesake, whichever! Most if not all chapters are going to be small, just cute/happy little things to get me in the Pokemon mindset and such.

Also, why a Misdreavus, you ask? Because I haven't seen him with one before and, come one, they evolve in to the MAGICAL Pokemon, Mismagius!

It seemed honestly too perfect to give up ^-^

Anyways,

Enjoy!