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Iron Mage: Prologue

Harry James Potter, widely considered throughout the Magical World to be the most brilliant man to walk the planet. Coined The-Boy-Who-Lived from the age of one for surviving the unforgivable Killing Curse and defeating the Darkest Lord in history, Lord Voldemort. Harry was raised by mentally abusive relatives, beaten down when he did well in anything, ridiculed for even living. He went on to Hogwarts at aged 11 where he learnt of Witches and Wizards and above all, of Magic.

Of course, Harry's Hogwarts years can be discovered through the books published within all magical book stores. The short of it is that Lord Voldemort whilst defeated was not vanquished. A prophecy was made, Harry was born to be the only one able to defeat this evil wizard. A prophecy Harry did indeed fulfil, even though it came with great losses.

However, none of these books ever got the ending right. Rather than stay in the magical world and raise a family, as the books foretold, Harry abandoned the magical world and pursued education in the Muggle world. He enrolled at a University, studying physics, mathematics, mechanical engineering and politics. A heavy course load, but ever since his defeat of Voldemort, Harry's brain became somewhat like a sponge, absorbing anything and everything it could. He passed all his courses with flying colours, his professors even proclaiming him a genius.

Although Harry had abandoned the magical world he did not abandon his magic. In fact he kept up to date on the goings on in this secret world hidden among the Muggle's, training himself in spare time, becoming knowledgeable on all aspects of magic, including the Dark Arts. Ten years after leaving Hogwarts, Harry was by far as easily versed in magic as Dumbledore ever was and in regards to the Muggle world, his IQ, which was measured on the more accurate advanced IQ test, was measured at 194, gaining him recognition as one of the most intelligent people on the planet.

Harry did not stop here though, he had discreetly still been in contact with the goblins regarding his finances, once restitutions and explanations had been made regarding the break in, and had been using a heavy and aggressive investment plan. His riches had grown from fairly well off to a financial powerhouse. With these funds he created a business, Marauder Industries. The purpose of Marauder Industries was to advance the Magical World into a modern age. His time spent studying in the Muggle world was not to pass time it was to understand how Muggle creations worked and why they worked. With this knowledge he started experimenting with powering Muggle products with magical energy. From here he would adapt and even invent items to introduce into the magical world, giving visual evidence of the bonuses to accepting Muggle technology and advancing the wizarding world from the 18th Century.

After another 5 years of experimentation and inventions galore, Marauder Industries hit the magical world, it was as if the company had just appeared overnight. A building, equally as magnificent as Gringotts and with wards far greater, seemed to pop into existence in Diagon Alley. Witches and Wizards were astounded by its sudden appearance, awed, astounded and even afraid. It was only when Aurors turned up to investigate did the crowd that had gathered really got going. Reporters had gathered at the forefront of this building, the Aurors keeping them all back, forming a security line, in the centre of the building, level with the pavement were blacked out windows and a set of automatic sliding doors. The talking of the crowd had progressed into a dull roar, but this noise was soon completely silence. The doors had slid open and a figure had walked out. This figure, a much changed but still recognisable person the magical world had not seen in 15 years.

Harry Potter, walked out into the clearing in Diagon Alley, only still clear as the crowd were too stunned to move. He was no longer the short, skinny and shy but angsty teen of past. Now he stood at 6ft even, an athletic build to him, but most of all, an aura surrounded him, not visually, of calm, confidence and power. His face no longer gaunt and tired looking, but handsome and full of life, adorned by a stylish goatee which looked as if the style was made with him in mind. He was dressed in a very expensive looking tailor made Muggle suit hugging his muscles. With a smirk and eyes alight with intelligence and amusement, although hidden behind blacked out aviator sunglasses, Harry said two words that got the crown once again in a frenzy.

"I'm back!"

The three years that followed this statement was a rapid time of change the wizarding world. After showing the Wizarding World of his creations wizards and witches had been adapting their lives, installing these Marauder Industries creations into their lives, for a price of course, Harry had no intention of letting his hard work go unpaid. He had rapidly eclipsed the rich and the famous list, proving to all he was no longer a weak and malleable young boy. Every big event he went to, he was accompanied by a different stunning woman, never settling down and starting a family, he appeared to be in the spotlight every week, either for some form of debauchery or for his excellent creations. It appeared as if he never stopped, he used his fame to get him places and things normal people could only dream about. In short, Harry James Potter had become a powerhouse, the person everyone looked to in either jealousy, admiration and in most cases lust.

For all intents and purposes it appeared as if Harry was living the life the world could only dream of. So, it was unsurprising to Harry that someone would have enough and inevitably try and put an end to him. He was just surprised as to the who when it all went downhill.

Harry was walking through the Ministry of Magic, Auror guard surrounding him, as he carried his latest invention, granted this was only a prototype but the possibilities of this small glowing disc in his hands was endless. He called it the Arc Reactor, a magical power source that could keep the wards around a home going for 50 lifetimes, or something big i.e. The Ministry of Magic for 15 minutes. Yes, he admitted, 15 minutes was not long, but as was stated, this was only the prototype and with it he could unlock a way for all types of magical things to be powered without being renewed for generations.

Everyone was silent as they made their way through the hallways, so deciding enough was enough Harry spoke to break the silence.

"I feel like you're taking me to a court hearing. This is crazy. What did I do? I feel like you're going to come to a stop and snuff me. What, you're not allowed to talk? Hey Forrest!" He said, turning his head to look at the Auror guard around him.

"We can talk, sir." Said one Auror.

"Oh I see. So it's personal?" Harry quipped.

"No, you intimidate them." Replied another.

Harry looked at the Auror who just spoke. "Good God, you're a woman" pausing for a second, "I honestly... I couldn't have called that. I mean, I'd apologise., but isn't that what were going for here? I thought of you as an Auror first."

"I'm a Hit-Witch." She replied, a grin on her face.

"You have, actually, excellent bone structure there. I'm kind of having a hard time not looking at you now. Is that weird?" He continued, eliciting a snort from one of the Aurors. "Come on, it's okay, laugh!" This it seemed was able to ease the tension from the group as they all loosened up and joined the snorting Auror.

One of the Aurors stopped laughing and looked to Harry. "Sir, I have a question to ask."

"Yes please." Harry said looking at him.

"Is it true that you went 12 for 12 with last year's Witch Weekly cover models?" the Auror asked in an awed but timid voice.

"That is an excellent question. Yes and no. March and I had a scheduling conflict, but fortunately, the Christmas cover was twins." Harry smirked, "Anything else?" he asked the group, "Your kidding me with the hand up, right?" he said to a young looking Auror, who had in fact raised his hand.

"Is it cool if I take a picture with you?" the young Auror asked.

"Yes. Very cool." Was Harry's response, as the young Auror fumbled around in his pockets and pulled out a Marauder Industries camera, passing it onto one of the other Aurors to take the snap.

"I don't want to see this all over the Daily Prophet" Harry jokingly said as the young Auror raised his hand up in a peace sign. "Please, no gang signs." Harry dead-panned, watching the Auror start lowering his hand. "No, throw it up. I'm kidding" He quickly said.

"EXPULSO" was shouted, as one of the Aurors was about to take the picture. An angry purple light sped towards Harry, smashing into the Arc Reactor in his hands. The force knocked Harry back, he felt an immense pain in his chest and felt as though his magic was rushing towards where the pain was located. He could faintly hear spells being thrown around him, and one by one bodies hitting the floor. After what he assumed was a few minutes three figures loomed above him. Three faces from his past he wanted to forget.

"Think you could have the last laugh Potter? After everything we did for you, you just upped and left not caring one snot about us. Then you come back and lord your fame and money over the rest of us! That's not on Potter!" Ronald Bilius Weasley shouted above him, once best friend of Harry.

"Really Harry, without us you would never have lived to see today, then you leave without us, pulling a Lockhart and stealing other peoples accomplishments and claiming them as your own. There is no way all these creations of Marauder Industries came from you! You were only ever a mediocre student in school!" said Hermione Jane Granger, the third wheel that made up the Golden Trio of days harry had long wanted to forget.

"You were supposed to be with me Harry! Did our relationship, MY LOVE, mean NOTHING to you? We could have been so happy, a family by now with children off in Hogwarts! Instead you leave me like some common witch and when you do return you are off gallivanting with some scarlet women! Do you know how much that hurt me Harry?" Ginerva exploded in historical Weasley Temper fashion.

"Well Potter, this is it, your payment for leaving us out dry! There was a plan in place and you completely ruined it! Now we are going to end it once and for all. Any last words?"

"Y..ye..yeah." Harry struggled through laboured breaths. "T..t..to .. the ... b..b...bat cave!" He managed to get out, and with a small pop he disappeared.

A/N: As you can see the prologue is largely based on the opening to the Iron Man film, my mind worked overtime to try and change it into something that could be used in the wizarding world without staying so muggle. A reference to batman at then end there aswell. I plan on referencing some films that i have loved wathcing in th past and may make a challenge for people to spot the reference and say where its from.

This was the pilot chapter, what do you all think? Worth continuing? The big plan is not during the timeline depicted but in the past, i will not divulge how this will all happen but it is all planned. I have a seperate document to go along this story that has every chapter plot detailed to keep me on track and focused.