Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction / Godzilla Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter: Encounter with the King of the Monsters ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 2 )

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Harry Potter: Encounter with the King of the Monsters By: DJ Rodriguez   (Author’s Notes: Hello everyone, I’m glad that a lot of you like my story. It’s still fresh to me, and like I said before, HP fanfics are not my strong suit. I’ll do my best though.   Darien: DJ has seen all of the Godzilla movie series, so he knows what he is doing in that department. This will be a T-rated fanfic, bordering on M-rated. Also, we would like to thank everyone who helped us out here.   DJ: So it begins! Harry Potter is going to soon meet face-to-face with a force of nature that even surpasses Voldemort!   Now, on with the fanfic!)  

Chapter 1

  Bellatrix and Narcissa, the former Black Sisters, arrived near the entrance to Gringotts. Surprisingly, no one reacted to them. Just before leaving, they cast on one another glamour charms so they could go in public without causing a riot. The two smart witches entered the bank, still wary of the goblins. They approached a teller and requested to see his superior. “Mr. Sharkle will be down in a moment.” the small creature spoke up. One thing that Bella and Cissy did acknowledge of goblins that when it came to money, they were serious and did well in keeping it safe. The goblin took the two into a small room and when the door shut, another goblin appeared. However, he was dressed in a more formal suit then the other and was sitting at a large desk.   “Thank you Mr. Octavian. I’ll take it from here.” Sharkle spoke. The lower goblin bowed then scurried back to work. “So, Mrs. Lestrange and Mrs. Malfoy. It’s been a long time since we last met.” Sharkle said with a small sneer. The two witches were not surprised to see that the goblin saw through their glamour charm. They took it down, revealing themselves to the goblin. “It has been a long time Mr. Sharkle. However, we’re here on serious business.” Narcissa spoke up. The goblin before them was in charge of both the Malfoy and Lestrange accounts.   “I see. What is the nature of this business?” Sharkle inquired in a serious tone. Bellatrix stated that she wanted to divorce her husband, Narcissa also requesting the same demand. “We want to be reinstated in the Black family. Marrying our husbands was the worst mistake we ever made.” Bellatrix finished. Sharkle now wore a very satisfying smirk on his face. He had done business with Lucius and Rodolphus at one point, and he could honestly say that those two were little more then arrogant wizards who couldn’t manage money even if their lives depended on it. They were also rude men which only prompted him to fulfill Narcissa and Bellatrix’s request with due haste.   “It will be done. The papers for them are being delivered here as we speak. They will be here momentarily.” Sharkle stated. He took out some papers of his own and told the financial situation they were currently in. Apparently, Rodolphus used up about seventy-eight percent of the Lestrange fortune and Lucius had used up eighty-eight percent of the Malfoy fortune as well. “You two came at a critical moment. Had you two stayed married to those idiotic husbands of yours, you both would have been bankrupted by the end of the month.” Sharkle informed them. Now this caused some distress for the two beautiful witches. In two minutes, a minor goblin appeared and handed a thin stack of papers to Sharkle.   “Here they are, the divorce papers. If you sign these, it will guarantee a legal and magical binding contract that will separate you from your spouses. No longer will you be Lestrange or Malfoy, but revert back to Black in every way.” Sharkle told them. It didn’t take much for Bella and Cissy to sign the forms right away. However, they had to sign it in blood. As soon as their names were completely written on the parchment, a magical aura surrounded them. As soon as it came to be, the green & blackish aura shattered like glass before dissolving. “It is complete. The magical chains that bound you to your husbands are now no more. You two are now Bellatrix and Narcissa Black.” Sharkle declared.   The women were now delighted. ‘After years of neglect and use, its over!’ was the thought that ran through their minds. The contracts then vanished in a flash of magic. “They are being transported to the Ministry. It doesn’t matter if the husbands refuse the documents, because it is now legal and you two are no longer bound to them.” the goblin explained. Narcissa and Bellatrix were ecstatic, but realized that they had to go somewhere far or else their ex-husbands would find them… and Lord knows what they would do to them. “Mr. Sharkle, we need to take out some Galleons. I’m afraid that my sister and I have to vanish for awhile.” Bellatrix spoke up.   “A wise choice. After you signed the papers, an amount of Galleons equal to ₤10,000 pounds has been transferred to the two of you. Here it is.” Sharkle stated before handing to the two ladies a couple of bags. They had the Gringotts seal on them and both weighing a considerable amount. “But, what about the Black Family vault? Couldn’t we get some Galleons out of that?” Cissy inquired. The goblin shook his head and said that the Black Family vault could only be accessed by the Head of the House, and since that Sirius was gone, it would revert to someone he chose in his will. “If you appear to hear his will, it will raise some complications. I will go in for you and state that you two are indisposed at the moment, and when the time is right I will inform you of what took place.” he said.   The two thanked him before leaving the room, their glamour charms back up. Upon entering the main branch again, they exchanged the Galleons for muggle currency. “Where do we go from here?” Bellatrix asked as they started to walk towards the exit. “We’ll go to Nita’s Magical Vacation Retreat and see what goes on from there.” Cissy answered. Right in the middle of the door when they opened it, the two passed a pink-haired woman. She was wearing an Auror badge and there was an air of familiarity. It lasted only a second before they parted ways. ‘That was weird.’ was the thought not by the two witches, but by the pink-haired female as well.   Tonks looked back at the two retreating witches moments after stepping through the doorway. “That was weird. I felt like I knew them. Bizarre.” she said to herself. In her opinion, it was like déjà vu. She just shrugged her shoulders and went to the register. “Hello, I would like to open my account and take out fifty galleons please.” she told the goblin. The goblin was about to fulfill her request when another appeared beside him and whispered something to his ear. After a few moments, the goblin told Tonks to follow him to the back. ‘Wonder what’s going on…’ Tonks thought as she was led to another room.   As soon as Tonks was in the room, the door shut and another goblin came in. “Ah, Miss Nymphadora Tonks. How are you?” the goblin inquired. Tonks was trying so hard not to hex the person in front of her, the calling of her real name was enough to get her riled up like that. “I’m good, Mr. Haschelo. Now, what is it that you called me in for?” Tonks responded. The goblin took out a large parchment and informed the metamorph Auror of the telling of Sirius’s will. “It will take place today in three hours, approximately at 3:45 p.m. Are you going to attend?” Haschelo inquired. Tonks was about to cry, the irony of it all dawning on her. “I’m sorry, but… I can’t. I have a plane to catch, and unfortunately I can’t cancel on it.” she answered.   She wanted to get away from it all for a while, the memory and passing of Sirius and also the recent training of the others getting to her. Add in the Ministry, and this was one big headache. She needed a vacation, and she was going to get one. Then this came up. She was torn, really she was. “I see. Well, I shall inform the others when they come that you were indisposed. After the reading of the will, I will call you and inform you of the situation.” the goblin offered. This pleased the Auror greatly. “Thank you, thank you! Its perfect! Thanks Mr. Haschelo!” Tonks exclaimed gratefully. This surprised the goblin, but he was still satisfied nonetheless. Another good business transaction just took place, after all.   “If you will give me the address on where you are going, I will be sure to send an owl to you as soon as the reading of the will is complete.” Haschelo stated. Tonks wrote the address on a piece of paper and handed it to the clever goblin. “Thank you. It’s a pleasure doing business with you. Enjoy your vacation.” he said. Tonks thanked him again before going off back outside. Of course she tripped on her feet and nearly fell over, but she caught her balance quickly and went to get out some Galleons. The goblin was amazed that clumsy as the girl was, she was an Auror and a formidable one at that.   Tonks got some Galleons out of her account and started on her trip out of the bank so she could apperate out to the British National Airport. Magical travel she had done a lot, but she never gone on a muggle plane before. ‘This is going to be so much fun!’ she thought as she hurried out of the establishment. Again, upon reaching the between point of exit/entrance, she passed another being wearing a cloak. The moment of déjà vu overcame her again, and both participants looked at each other. It was very brief and fleeting, but it was definite this time. ‘What is it with these weird feelings? First it were those witches, and now him?!’ she thought before the distance once again separated them. “Must be going crazy. Oh well, nothing my vacation won’t cure!”   Harry was shaking his head, a bit dizzy from the encounter. ‘I’m sure I’ve seen that woman somewhere before… oh well, probably no one I know.’ he thought. He was making his way to a teller when he spotted someone familiar. “Hey, Griphook!” he called out. The goblin, and many others in the room, were astounded to see a human call out to a goblin like he was a human or friend. The young man went to the stunned goblin and inquired “Its me, remember?”. He lifted his hairline, revealing the scar to him. Griphook gasped slightly in surprise and took Harry to another room. When he was in a private area, the goblin told Harry that little to no one had called out a goblin by name in public and in a display of open friendship.   Harry gave off a small smile and replied “Well, I’m not an everyday wizard. And not because of this scar. I’ve made friends with a lot of ‘creatures’, ones I trust somewhat more then most humans.” Again this surprised Griphook. Before he could ask of anything more, another goblin stepped in on the scene. “Thank you for bringing here Mr. Potter quickly, Griphook. You may leave now.” the male goblin declared. He was dressed in an attire that was different then any of the other goblins. Griphook bowed to the goblin, then to Harry before leaving. The Boy-Who-Lived bowed slightly in reply before turning to the goblin that was sitting at an elaborate desk. “The rumors of your relationship with non-human beings are true, I see.”   “Who are you? And why was I brought here?” Harry inquired. He just entered to take some Galleons out of his vault, but now it seemed that something major was about to happen. He could feel it in his heart. “My name is Grandalf, and I’m a solicitor of the Black Estates. We’re currently waiting for the others arrival for the hearing of Sirius Black’s will.” the goblin answered. This response floored Harry good. “W-Will? A hearing of his will?!” he exclaimed in surprise and shock. Grandalf was confused by this reaction. “Yes Mr. Potter. I assumed you got our letter explaining the details.” he stated.   Harry’s body was now shaking in anger. “No, I didn’t.” he replied. Harry had a pretty good idea on why he had not gotten a letter from Gringotts concerning this. “Tell me, please. Who else was informed of this?” Harry asked. Grandalf answered that Dumbledore, Nymphadora, Remus, the Weasley’s, Hermione, and the Black Sisters. Harry was puzzled by the last statement, Grandalf explaining that he had just received a report giving the details of Narcissa and Bellatrix’s divorces to their ex-husbands. Harry was about to say something else when several parties entered the room. The solicitors of the Black members entered the room, Mr. Haschelo and Mr. Sharkle.   To say Dumbledore was shocked would be a massive understatement. He entered the room hoping to have the reading of the will over with quickly, only to have his hopes dashed by seeing his weapon in the same room. Remus was glad to see his young student once again, but didn’t have the heart to look him in the eyes right now. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the rest of the Weasley’s copied Remus. They were glad to see Harry, but did not have the heart or courage to look at him in the face. “Harry, what are you doing here? I thought you were at home.” Dumbledore said. Apparently it was the wrong thing to say, as the room started to tremble a little. Harry’s body was also trembling, but with suppressed anger.   “I came here in order to arrange for a vacation. What I find instead is a treachery that goes beyond what I thought of.” Harry answered softly, angrily. His magic was trying to break free again, his will reigning in his anger but the emotion building up like an overflow of water does in a dam! His magical core was begging to be released, the tension just too great to contain in. Remus was about to say something, anything to calm Harry down, but one look from the young man silenced him. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were very scared at seeing this subtle display of power. Harry let out a scream of rage and threw his hand out, a basketball-sized orb of pure raw magic energy shot out from the palm. It streaked towards its target, Dumbledore.   The old wizard still had fast reflexes despite his age and also the shock he was still in. A silver shield flared to life, and when the orb of power connected with it, a loud booming sound came out. The silver dome was still intact, but Dumbledore was pushed back by a few feet. The Headmaster of Hogwarts was speechless, as were the others. Harry was still trembling in a rage, but was slowly calming himself down. An aura of red was surrounding him, but was slowly dissipating. After a few moments, he was under control again. He looked coldly at the old man and whispered “We’ll discuss this later.”. After the display of magical might, the reading got underway. Harry sat far from the others, and whenever they tried to speak to him, he would give them a cold gaze that would make even Tommy-boy himself flinch.   “Okay, the reading will take place now.” Grandalf declared. A large basin rose from the ground and out of it popped the ghost of Sirius. The goblin explained to Harry that it was a memory charm, a recording that Sirius gave to them.   “Hello everyone. If you’re seeing and hearing this, then I’ve kicked the bucket. Heh, what can I say? I’ve had a harsh life, but that never got me down. I just hope I took some of Voldemort’s Death Eaters with me to the next world. In any case, let’s get down to the good stuff, shall we?” the memory started out. Harry was wearing a sad smile, seeing that even if talking about his death, his godfather was very jovial about it. It was like his whole being was brimming with life. “I leave the Order of the Phoenix and its leader Dumbledore my home, Grimmauld Place. I hope its to be of some use to them, wasn’t of much use to me. I leave my niece Nymphadora and her mother Andromoda a sum of one million Galleons. And if little Nymphie is hearing this, I can honestly say this. I loved teasing you about your real name, and now I won’t have to worry about you hexing me if I do this. Nymphadora! Nymphadora! Nymphadora!” Sirius exclaimed with laughter. It was infectious, the whole room laughing or chuckling. If Tonks was in the room right now, she would be the color red, her hair becoming a flash of rainbow colors.   “To the Weasley’s, I leave the sum of seven million Galleons. You lot were good to my godson, and its high time you had a large sum to match your large hearts. Do whatever you want to do now! Ron, go out and buy a better broom! Ginny, go out and buy yourself a fancy dress! Mr. & Mrs. Weasley, spoil your children! They honestly deserve it. And you can’t refuse it, cause I just had it put into your vault now.” Sirius said with a grin. The Weasley’s were stunned and had a right to be so. Ron couldn’t believe it now. He was rich! He finally had some decent money, and could do whatever he wanted with it. “To Hermione Granger, I give her the sum of one million Galleons and also the Black Library in my home. Thanks for sticking by Harry, you smart witch you. I owe you one for that, and I hope my library helps in that debt.” The Granger girl was speechless, and also had some tears coming out of her eyes.   “To my good friend Remus, I leave to him my motorcycle, my summer retreat at the coast near Eastbourne, and also two million Galleons. You were my best friend and now the last Marauder. Teach the new generation, especially my godson, all that we now. Make a new set of Marauders! One that would carry on our vibrant legacy! Just make sure they like getting detention.” the memory said with a chuckle. Remus was on the verge of a breakdown. His best friend still had a sense of humor and it showed a lot. “To Narcissa and Bellatrix, if they are divorced from their arrogant assed husbands, I leave you both with fifty thousand Galleons each. If they are not, I leave them with one galleon, knut, and sickle. Sorry ladies, but that’s the way it is if you’re still married to those life-sucking leeches.”. Had the Black Sisters been there, they would have been glad to hear it.   The memory turned to Harry. “And to you, my reason for living and keeping the faith, my godson Harry… I leave to you everything else. You are now the Head of Black House, if you want to that is. If so, they put on the Black Family ring. You will then have access to everything; the other properties, the Black vaults, the companies we invested in, stocks & bonds, precious gems, the whole damn works! You were the one who gave me hope and strength while I was in Azkaban, you were the one who did the impossible and stood up to Voldemort and his men. I’m proud of you Harry, and I bet that your parents are too. If I died protecting you, then so be it. I would not have asked for a more higher honor then that.” Harry’s emotional dam was about to burst, but in sadness and tears. He wished that if he had the chance, he would give everything away just to have him back.   The memory ghost stated “One more thing, godson of mine. One last piece of advice before I go for good. Fill your veins with life! I know times are tough now, and no doubt that danger is around most corners for you, but never give in! Fill your veins, your whole being with life! Do what you can, when you can, how you can! Take a vacation or something if you like, just as long as you remember not to let anything get to you. Being an uptight, arrogant ass like Snape is not the way to go, I can tell you that.” This got the young man laughing hard, tears still spilling from his eyes. The memory then bid them adieu and faded away. The basin returned back into the ground floor. The goblin Grandalf went to Harry, presenting him with a purple velvet box. He opened it and inside was the Potter and Black family rings!   “You are of age to bear both the Black and Potter family rings. If you choose this, you will be forever known as Harry James Black-Potter or Potter-Black. However you choose to see fit. You will have all of the rights, privileges, and responsibilities of an adult and Head of both houses and family.” Grandalf explained. Dumbledore got up and was about to protest when Harry silenced him with a cold look. “You have done a lot of things, and made a lot of mistakes in the past Dumbledore. But not informing me of this, and now having the gall to object to what is given to me… that is just low.” Harry stated venomously. Mrs. Weasley was about to reprimand the young man for speaking to the Headmaster like that, but Mr. Weasley took her arm and shook his head no.   Harry turned to the goblin and bowed to him. “I accept this responsibility, Grandalf. Please, let this be done.” he said. Grandalf handed the rings to Harry, the young wizard putting them on his hand. The Black ring went on his right finger, the Potter ring on his left. Suddenly, a tremendous surge of power filled the room! An aura of black, green, and red seeped out from the rings, surrounding Harry. Everyone gasped as they saw the display. Harry’s being was now being filled with power, a power he didn’t know but it was welcoming to him. After a few moments, the aura of colors was absorbed into his body. “Congratulations, Harry Black-Potter. You are now the sole heir to both the houses of Black and Potter.” Grandalf stated. This was without a day one of the happiest days in Harry’s life!   He was studying the rings when he said to Grandalf, “Please, escort the others out of here. I need some time alone to talk to you.”. The goblin agreed to his request and had some of the guards escort the others out of the room. Dumbledore and the others protested, saying they wanted to talk to Harry. The young man didn’t look at them but called out “I do not want to speak to any of you. Just go get your claims and leave me alone.” The way he said it brought chills to their spines. With little resistance, the party was escorted out. The new Head of Black and Potter looked at the goblin and requested the total value now of the Black and Potter fortune. The clever goblin went back to his desk, taking out some forms from a drawer.   “According to these files, the Black fortune even after the claims, total amount to five hundred million Galleons. And if converted to muggle currency, it would be equal to about ₤2.5 billion pounds. The Potter fortune, even after all this time, has the total amount of eight hundred million Galleons. Converted to muggle currency, it would be equal to ₤5 billion pounds. In a short sense of it all, Mr. Black-Potter, you are now the 2nd richest man in all of the magical and muggle world.” Grandalf stated. This brought Harry crashing down to a whole new level of awe. Grandalf informed him that the Blacks and Potters invested in both magical and muggle companies, and were still going strong. He now owned precious metal mines in Africa, South America, and Australia. And also some Potter retreat properties in Asia, most on a large island east of China.   “Sir, I would like to see my parents will as well.” Harry said. Grandalf apologized and answered that his parents instructed them not to reveal the will until he was married. And he couldn’t go to the Family vaults until he was married as well. “Your parents wanted you and your loved ones to see it. You can take money out from the vaults, but you can’t see them until you have a wedding ring on your finger.” Grandalf said. Harry was a bit puzzled by this development, but decided to honor his parents’ wishes. “Now, anything else I can do for you Mr. Black-Potter?” the goblin asked. Harry smirked and answered “I would like to take some Galleons out. Time to take my godfather’s request.” Now that Grandalf knew why, to get away from the others and show them that they were no longer in charge of his life.   Grandalf pointed to Harry a retreat on the island east of China, saying that his parents went there a lot during the summers. He informed him that his parents learned some desperately needed techniques and arts that were crucial in fighting off Voldemort. The goblin then gave Harry a large pouch and a black wallet. The wallet had the insignia of the Black and Potter family crests. “This wallet contains a muggle credit/debit card, which will allow you to transfer any of the money from the vaults and change it to the proper muggle currency. And this pouch is a regenerative moneybag, which will instantly transfer whatever money you need from the vaults. It can hold up a maximum of ten thousand Galleons, and after that amount, it takes some time to put more in it.” Grandalf explained. Harry thanked him immensely and left the room, going another way thanks to the goblin.   Harry, Tonks, Fleur, and the Black Sisters were heading for the same destination… Japan! But what did it hold in store for them?   ~In Japan~   The Japanese Special Defense Force (JSDF) were busy with their current project, gathering up the body of a large cyborg monster. They were trying to raise from Tokyo Bay the remains of Mecha-King Ghidorah, a monster from the future that fought against the King of the Monsters himself, Godzilla! They needed the technology and designs of the future to create a new weapon, one that would be able to stop the mighty green monster in his tracks in case it came back again. The Minster of Japan, the Emperor, and G-Force (Godzilla Force) were positive that with this futuristic technology at their disposal, mankind would reach a new plateau that would open up more possibilities.   (Author Notes: So, what do you think? Not exactly top notch like most HP fanfics, but best I could come up with. And for the record, Harry is not an elemental. He can just releases pure magical energy, if he becomes aggravated enough. It’s kinda of like when you turn on a hose full blast, but put a knot in the middle of it, you should figure out the results.   Darien: Harry and his soon-to-be harem will learn a lot on Japanese customs, culture, and codes. They will adopt some of their martial arts, especially for Harry the martial art of Tai Chi. He needs something in order to learn patience, control, and grace. If any of you can think of something for all of them to learn, let us know in the reviews.   DJ: Out of all the codes and laws they will learn, Harry is going to live by Godzilla’s code when he goes in to face Voldemort and his flunkies back in Europe. The code is this: unspeakable power, unstoppable fury, and unbreakable will!   R&R, no flames, enjoy, and leave long reviews!)