Mystic Detective Harry Ragnarok
Disclaimer: HP belongs to JKR. The mythological characters depicted also belong to their respective cultures, religions, tv and “anime”.
Summary: A higher being fell from grace. As punishment for his misdeeds, they banished him to our world. Too bad Harry Potter can’t remember why he's in the middle of it. No slash, completely AU multi-crossover with AU Norse mythology, anime, BTVS (to name a few).
Prologue Long ago... “WHY?” The figure spoke in front of the sea of stoic faces. “All I did was brought to light that we are stagnant without change. We have grown complacent and lax without new challenges no matter what they be.” As the figure spoke, he raised a hand and pointed toward their leader that sat on what looked like a high throne. “You of all people should know that!” The figure shouted. “Chaos brings change, and that brings progress and order out of disorder! It is an integral and sublime stepping stone in evolution!” “No.” Their leader said for the first time since the gathering began. “Your madness ends here. For your transgressions, you are hereby banished to the world of men.” Pale, the figure before them started to shimmer as he looked at his body in alarm. Unable to stop whatever was happening to his body, the figure shouted his parting words. “I’ll find a way back here, this I swear! While I may have gone overboard in my zeal, the trouble you people have brought down on your heads if you don’t change will pale in comparison.” As one, everyone there turned their backs on him as he was torn apart and scattered to the proverbial four winds. His parting words to them were: “You can’t do this to me you bastards!”
Little eight years old Harry Potter stopped his work on Aunt Petunia’s garden as he felt that he was being watched, but by who? He rose from the newest plant he was transplanting and looked around. As far as he knew, he was the only one home. His relatives had gone to the local amusement park for the day as their birthday gift to Dudley, while their gift to him was a long list of chores to finish when they got back. So who would be bravely foolish enough to watch him? He had seen Mrs. Figg earlier, but for some reason, he knew it was not her.
It felt fleetingly familiar, but just as suddenly as the feeling came to him, it also left just as suddenly.
Harry shook his head. The heat must be getting to him a little early. Or, he told himself, I may be going a little crazy from hunger since I hardly ate dinner last night, nor breakfast this morning.
The child doubled his efforts and tried his best to hurry and finish his chores early. If he finished it fast enough, he might be able to sneak himself some food. As his hunger lent strength to his endeavors, he managed to finish his work well before the allotted time and rushed back into the house for a little food.
Unbeknownst to the young boy that had dashed back in for much needed sustenance; the strange snake that watched him from afar due to the wards that protected the property had slithered out of sight as joy filled it. He had searched for the child for a long time and couldn’t believe his luck when he chose this neighborhood by pure blind chance and saw him.
There can be no doubt about it. It was indeed him.
“I’ve got to tell the others.” The snake thought as he vanished from Surrey without even a pop. “After such a long time, I’ve found him!”
When the strange looking snake reappeared at a location far away from Surrey and morphed into a well-dressed man, it paused before the oaken doors of a mansion as another thought broke through his happiness.
“Oh dear.” He said as he opened the door and walked in. “They’re not going to like it when they find out when I also tell them that from the looks of things, he is malnourished, and quite possibly abused by his so-called surrogate “family”.”
Suffice to say, when he told them what he saw, he was right when their reaction was pretty much akin to a large scale explosion.
To Be Continued