An ignoble end and a humble new beginning.
Earth, year 2200.
The end is nigh... so many have said that, but Hadrian 'Harry' Potter was witnessing it.
Harry hadn't had an easy life... His parents were murdered and he was sent to live with his vile aunt and uncle where he was malnourished, physically and psychologically abused, used as a mistreated servant, and forced to dumb himself down to below his idiotic cousins grades. Harry was lucky to still secretly grow his intelligence and prepare for his future.
It was at age eleven that Harry thought he was free of them... he was told that he was a wizard. Harry was thrilled beyond words and threw himself into his studies and new (or is it old?) culture. Harry was sorted into Ravenclaw and he focused on his studies and self-improvement... and then he learned that his parents murderer still went free when he went to protect a Philosopher's Stone.
After surviving that Harry stepped up his studies... He studied hard and he hired tutors and tested out of Potions, History of Magic, and Defense Against the Dark Arts and even pursued a Mastery in them despite the objections of Hogwarts Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. Despite the massive work load, harassment from idiots who believed that he was the Heir of Slytherin and petrifying students, and the escape of Sirius Black and public revelation of his innocence Harry had achieved his three masteries. Life seemed to be getting better for Harry.
And then his fourth year happened.
Bartemius 'Barty' Crouch Jr. put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire, and the school turned against him once more. Harry won the damn thing to spite them all and then called them all fickle and unworthy of being saved from Voldemort.
After discovering Tom's horcruxes, Harry did just that and even took the Deathly Hallows for himself in the process, defeating Tom in an hour long duel and then leading the purge of his powerbase.
When it was all said and done and everyone wanted to grovel and praise him and girls tried seducing him, he said 'fuck you' to everyone and went and did whatever he wanted. Getting anywhere near his stalker Ginny Weasley wasn't one of them, and that's for damn sure.
Harry completed his education and then traveled to learn magic and enjoy life some... but even that was lessened by foreign followers of Voldemort trying to kill him and getting slaughtered. The only person that they managed to kill was Harry's godfather Sirius and oh boy did they suffer for it. Harry killed their children, who also tried killing him, and made them all watch.
After that, Harry mostly slept around, performed his political duties, and continued learning at muggle university.
It was when Harry finally had another chance at happiness, by marrying someone that he actually loved, and discovering that Ginny Weasley killed her that Harry just gave up on being happy. He still tortured Ginny Weasley to death; lasting for months as punishment. Arranging for Ronald, Percival, and Molly Weasley to all die slowly for their involvement was a bonus... a bonus that did nothing to heal him. They wanted access to the Potter and Black wealth... they died for their greed. Oh people tried pinning it on him, but Harry was extremely careful and got away with the murders.
Life hadn't improved afterward, most believed him Dark for getting real justice and Harry didn't care. They were all sheep and if he wanted their opinions then he would give them new ones to spout.
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