Harry the Magister Supreme

by

the DragonBard


I do not own any of these characters, or any of the games, books, movies, skills, spells, items, or techniques mentioned in this story, except those specifically created by myself. All others are owned by their respective copywrite holders and/or creators. Especially any characters from the Harry Potter series, which is the property of J.K. Rowlings.

A one-shot look into a possible future for Harry, from the timeline of 'Harry Potter, the Arch-Magus.'


It had finally come down to this, the climactic battle between the forces of Light, the Order of the Phoenix, with some aide from the Ministry led by Harry Potter, against the forces of Darkness, the Death Eaters, and those creatures whom they had allied with; giants, werewolves, vampires, Dementors, Acromantulas, etc, led by the Dark Lord Voldemort.

"GIVE UP, POTTER!" Voldemort yelled, with the aide of a Sonarus spell. "NO MATTER HOW MANY MUGGLE-LOVING FOOLS YOU HAVE BROUGHT AGAINST US, YOU HAVE NO CHANCE AGAINST MY FORCES!"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Oh brother, someone is obviously overcompensating." He sighed. "Guess I should do something about that."

Harry began to walk out into the no-mans-land between the two forces, ignoring the cries of protest from everyone.

What followed next, as Harry alone fought against the entire Death Eater army, would go down in history as one of the most onesided battles in history.

The first wave of Death Eaters were killed as each was struck by Harry's Magic Missle spell between the eyes. Then, as the Death Eaters froze, shocked by Harry's accuracy, he began to pull out the big guns.

DRAGONSLAVE!

ULTIMA!

HALLOWEEN!

METEOR!

SODOM!

MEGADEATH!

With each spell, masses upon masses of the dark army were wiped out, leaving nothing behind but smoking craters, until finally, only Voldemort himself remained.

Voldemort looked around in wide-eyed terror at the destruction of his army. Deciding descretion was the better part of valor, he tried to escape, but found himself trapped.

"Did I forget to mention I cast a few spells to prevent you leaving?" Harry called out, from where he was surrounded by all of his gorgeous girlfriends. "Now where was I? Ah yes, I was kicking your snake ass to the curb."

Harry then summoned his army of Aeons, unleashing them against Voldemort, until the dark wizard was just a bloody smear on the ground.

Dumbledore sighed, as the army of the Light gathered around their hero, and began to party. The old wizard turned to McGonagall. "Looks like we have to replant the Forbidden Forest again. Third time this month."


Just a bit of April Fools day silliness. Chapter 4 of Arch-Magus is almost done, and hopefully will be out soon.