jakekrm
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Hadrian James Peverell, Lord Peverell, Lord Potter, Lord Black. Once upon a time those titles meant something different. They meant Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived, Man-Who-Conquered. They meant change and power. And for some they meant knowledge, and magical artifacts. They are, after all, one long line of a family interwoven.
Or so people believe. The truth is always different. There is no family. Only one lone Lord, his blood-adopted Godson, a handful of shades and two immortal alchemists measuring time not in years, not anymore, but in eras of change that they somehow always get roped into. And damn it if those occasions don't turn out more fun than anyone anticipated. Potter luck at its finest.
A new era, a new face, a new adventure and new acquaintances. How fun. Age apparently does makes one quite mad, doesn't it?
Be ready. Because here come shenanigans. So. Many. SHENANIGANS!!!
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