Henri Samedi

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The idea for this story started out as a modified version of Reptilia28's challenge and I will give credit to the writers who took the challenge and completed the work. BUT after I wrote to Reptillia28, explained me idea and the response I received was "Whatever", I changed my idea and evolved the story in my own way.

Harry will evolve into a Super Harry and a Godling Harry, but it will not be immediate. This is a pre-Hogwarts up to 5th year. No real Bashing, Dumbledore will be Manipulative but overall good man, who has had his plans stomped on by the changes in Harry's life.

The story is set 10 years later than in canon, not for reasons of technology as in some stories, but in National and International events that happened between 1990 and 2005, which will be used as part of the story itself.

If you don't like any of these concepts, please go elsewhere.

Prologue

Eleven year old Harry's underdeveloped and underfed body became instantly aware. The first thing he realized was that he did not hurt. The second thing he realized was the he was standing on something moving but he could not move his body. His head was free to move as he wanted but nothing else worked. The last thing Harry realized was that he was not scared and felt like he was wrapped in a warm comfortable blanket.

He saw that he was not alone, there were several other people traveling with him. He could not make out specific faces, but he saw, men, women and children all traveling with him. He then looked down at what was moving. He found that he was standing on a moving path of color. It slowly changed from color to color, up and down the spectrum.

The pathway was moving them toward a massive building. Hundreds of other bridges also moved toward a building that Harry could only compare to an office building. He noticed that the building went several stories up and down from his point of view. The levels below were obscured by clouds and the levels above reach further than he could see, also fading into clouds.

One strange thing Harry found was that there were white and gold escalators coming from the sky connecting to every level to the left of the paths. On the right were black and red escalators descending into the clouds below.

As he neared the building, Harry blinked and the next thing Harry knew, he was sitting in an office of some sort. He was sitting across a desk from a dark skinned man wearing a dark purple suit, white shirt and a purple and white silk top hat. The man had a pair of mirrored sunglasses with one of the lenses missing. They were pulled down on his nose as he said "Petit, vous créé une tempête de merde avec les panthéons"

When the man realized that Harry did not understand him, he snapped his fingers and repeated himself, but this time Harry heard "Little one, you sure created a shit storm with the pantheons".

Harry cringed and tried to shrink into himself.

"Oh no, dear child, it was fucking hilarious!" The man explained and then began laughing. His baritone voice seemed to be like rolling thunder, but at the same time comforting to Harry.

"The Celtics, Norns, and the Romans were the loudest. Bridget and Juno actually started hair pulling until Freyja bitched slapped both of them. The Chinese and Japanese as well as the Greeks also added in that they wanted you." The man paused to wipe an imaginary tear from his eye. Finally after all the hall was tore to hell, the Koreans of all things, suggested a third party deal with you, so you got me now."

"Huh?" Harry responded in complete confusion.

"Ah shit, you as confused as fuck, hum?" the man said and then smiled. "I'll start at the beginning then."

"Your previous Death agent has been reassigned and the other powers that be, got in to a fight over who would replace the previous agent." He then extended his hand and said, "I am known as Baron Samedi, The Voodoo loa of death, crossroads, healing and sex." He leered at the last word, but then realized Harry was too young to care about that yet.

"Am I..I..DEAD!?" Harry screamed.

"Yes, little one, but it is not the first time and it will not be the last time" The Baron replied bluntly.

Harry hiccupped a sob away as he realized what the man had said, "not..the..first..time?" He asked slowly.

"No Harry it is actually your third time" He then explained, "That is what has everyone here so upset. Most people don't have that many unapproved deaths in their whole existence, let alone in the first eleven years of their life."

"How did I…" Harry tried to ask.

"This time or the times before? Samedi asked.

Harry just nodded numbly. He honestly wanted both questions answered.

"Well the first time you died was the night that your parents died." He began to explain. "While the Killing Curse of the "Wandies" did bounce back and hit ole Tommy-boy Riddle, the energy knocked you into the wall and you died of brain damage."

Harry nodded in understanding; He remembered that Hagrid had told him about how his parents really died.

"The second time was another head injury, you fell out of a tree, that bitch Marge Dursley had that damned mutt, 'Ripper' tree you in. You hit the pavement hard." The Baron continued.

"This last time," he began but Harry interrupted.

"I remember that one." Harry said bowing his head, another tear leaked out of his eye.

Vernon had shot him with a shotgun moments after he returned to Privet Drive with his school supplies. The last Harry remembered was the large man yelling about freaks.

Harry was so glad that he had Hagrid return that beautiful snowy owl to the store. He could tell it hurt the man when Harry asked, but Harry would rather not have the life and death of such an innocent creature on his mind and heart. Now he was even happier that he had requested it.

"Well it has been agreed that you cannot remain in that place any longer. There are several of us that believe we owe you a better childhood" The Baron explained, "So you are going to get it."

"What about Hogwarts?" Harry asked. He actually was excited to go to the school and learn magic.

"Oh you will be going there if you still want to learn "wandie" magic after we are done with you." The Baron said calming the young boy. "But that will not be for a'while, I am sending you to learn Voodoo and nature magic, also known as Wicca, for a little bit."

He then smiled again, adding, "You may not like what we are goin' be doin' to ya', at firs' any ways."

"What?" Harry asked.

"We are going to make it so that you are taken to New Orleans, Louisiana in the United States." The man explained softly, "We are going to give you to a woman who will be your mama in all but blood. She will give you a good childhood and in nine years, you can go to Hogwarts if you want."

"Nine years, I will be too old then!" Harry whined.

"Oh no little one, you are going back in time to six months after you went to the Dursley's. I will force that woman to take you where you need to be, and that way Vernon Dursley won't be laying another hand on you." The Baron said coldly. In that moment Harry got a glimpse at the real Baron.

The man's face was covered in a shadow and when the shadow lifted his face was that of a skull with a cold emptiness in the eye sockets. His hands were replaced by thin pale bones. In that moment Harry was glad he had not upset the man.

"The woman you will be having as your new family is called "Mama Renee", she is one of the Voodoo elders in the parish, never had any children, but wanted some. She always mothers the area children." The Baron began to explain.

"She will teach you what you need to know about Voodoo," He then paused. "But know this, you may be Harry James Potter son of a "wander" Witch and Wizard, but you is also going to be Henri René Samedi, The Baron's Boy.

The Baron smiled broadly but then noticed that the boy looked confused, scare and very pensive. He sighed and asked, "Did I go too fast for you?"

The newly renamed Henri nodded silently. His mind swirling with confusion and questions.

The Baron smiled and said "Then I will begin at the beginning." He took a deep breath and continued. "You, your memories and your magical core will be sent back to the April before your 3rd birthday. You will be given two more magical cores, though they will be of a different type than what you have now. Do you understand so far?

"Magical cores? Henri asked.

"Yes they are like the battery in an automobile, when you use magic it takes a bit from the battery to make the magic happen, but by resting, exercising and eating you gain that energy back. Your core, grows from the time you are born until you become an adult, then a couple of times in life it is given a larger boost. Your Wandie magic will be what you have now, plus the little bit you had as a two year old, it will be almost double by the time you are eleven again." The Baron smiled as Henri nodded in understanding.

"You are also getting what the American Magicals call a 'devotional' core and a 'natural' core. The devotional core just means you will be able to do Voodoo magic without draining your Wandie core, it will also grow as you get older. Your natural core will be smaller most of the time but it will grow the more you are in nature and the more you use natural or Wicca based magic." The Baron paused at the confused look on Henri's face. "It will be explained to you as you learn. Just know that while each of the cores can help recharge another, the magic cannot be combined."

"Do I got to be two again?" Henri asked, his voice almost a whine.

"Yes you do, it is so you can be a more or less normal chil', learn things that you are goin'a need and heal from the treatment those Dursleys did to yo'" The Baron's accent slipping as he explained.

Henri huffed but nodded his head.

"You are going to retain your learning that you have done so far, but your body is going to be a two year old, so some things are not going to be as easy to do." The Baron explained. "That being said, you may need help going to relieve yourself, but you will be able to excel in learning to the point that you may be able to skip several grades when you go back to school. You will just need to understand that your emotions are partially mental understanding and partially a body function and it will get frustrating for you."

Henri nodded again, slightly sad.

"When we return you, you will no longer be at Privet Drive, but on your way to a new life. The Baron continued to explain. "We are going to make it easy for Renee to adopt you, both in the magical world and the mundane. I will also make it so that Dumbledore and his people do not learn of you absence until it is much too late."

Henri nodded and relief finally showed on his face.

"I will be watching and visiting so you don't need to worry" The Baron said and then smile, "Remember you are Henri René Samedi, The Baron's Boy."