Hogwarts: Iron Fist Harry and Draconia

The year Voldemort fell, the pure-blood families of Britain discovered something strange: they could no longer have sons. The purer their bloodlines, the more true this was.

To keep their family names from dying out, these families began doing something their ancestors had never done before: seeking husbands for their daughters.

And the most suitable boy in all of Britain was named Harry Potter.

Harry Potter knew nothing about this. All he knew was how to box.

When he was nine, he fell down a well while saving a black cat. In the few minutes between life and death, his consciousness traveled to another world, where he lived for seven years and learned how to box.

After waking up, he got up every morning at four to train. By the time he was eleven, even his cousin couldn't beat him.

But just then, his letter from Hogwarts arrived.

To prepare for the Dark Lord's eventual return, Harry Potter pulled on a hood, took off his glasses, and stepped into the world of magic. This time, he had not only a wand in his hand, but a pair of mithril knuckle-dusters as well.