The war had lasted years too long and Harry was left alone, the only one to survive on the battle field. He couldn't take it. But Death had different plans for him. This is a Harry Potter time travel fanfic, enjoy! I am terrible at writing descriptions, so if you decide to read this, props to you. Also, if you reread a chapter later on and see a sentence that wasn't there before, don't be surprised, I tend to adjust it when I want to. TW: please look at the A/N at the beggining of the book Mature Content. I do not own Harry Potter in anyway, the series belong to JK Rowling. I only own this fanfic and its storyline. None of the pictures in this story, including the cover, belong to me. All rights and credit go to the rightful owners.

Most people think the Generation of Miracles came together by Fate. Most people think that the Miracles are all in the same grade-same age. Most people think there are only six players. Most people are wrong. Perseus 'Percy' Jackson. The boy that scouted the Miracles out with his ability to look at a person and immediately know their potential. The boy that helped the Miracles develop their skills in the areas they would progress in best. The boy that had taught Akashi Seijūrō to be Captain and to awaken his Emperor's Eye. The one that introduced Midorima Shintarō to the strength of the stars and Astrology, helping build his confidence and thus the skill to shoot from any corner of the court. The boy that helped Murasakibara calm his temper and rationalize himself through sweets and junk food. The one that taught Kuroko how to use his lack of presence to develop Misdirection. The one that helped Kise find happiness in basketball when all other sports were boring to the male. Until he disappears when the Generation of Miracles becomes first years in high school. And they all think he abandoned the sport.

Damian has an Damian has an old two-way league communicator. It was a connection to his brother. A way to keep an eye on each other. That's not a problem, right? Well, it turns out that having your not-so-dead brother calling you first thing in the morning really cuts down your sleeping hours. Or: Dami thought Danny had died. Mother even told him so. So why is it years later that Danny calls for help While proceeding not to explain what he actually needs help with, is causing him so many problems