In 1987, when little Harry was still a sweet, innocent boy, he was swept up in the transmigration craze and sent to Hogwarts, which had only just been founded over a thousand years earlier.
When the transmigrated Harry meets the radically reimagined Four Founders...
When Slytherin is a fanfiction-loving woman with the aura of both a mature big sister and a schemer...
When Gryffindor becomes a naturally charming young man who is devastating in every way...
When Ravenclaw becomes Hogwarts' peacemaker, everyone's trusted big sister and all-around good person...
When Hufflepuff is a tsundere, adorable, chuunibyou boy...
What sparks will fly when these Four Founders adopt little Harry?
My main updates are for the "Time Sand" series. This story updates irregularly, so I recommend waiting until there's more to read.
Currently my main ongoing work:
Harry Potter and the Four Founders, Volume One: "Transmigration Meets Transmigration." Coming soon...
I cried while reading this chapter... I really love Sif
He has never been the protagonist. The happiness in his life is just Lily, the ray of sunshine in his life, but this sunshine was also taken away by the person he hated. As a Slytherin, he was surrounded by intrigues, interests, distrust... And endless darkness. After his death, everyone knew everything about him, his love, his loss, and his despair. But he died, to no avail. He is dead.
This is the point in this article that made me cry - he is dead, no matter what, he is dead.
Even though Harry did all this, even though we knew the truth and fell in love with him.
What's the use?
I cried while reading this chapter... I really love Sif He has never been the protagonist. The happiness in his life is just Lily, the ray of sunshine in his life, but this sunshine was also taken away by the person he hated. As a Slytherin, he was surrounded by intrigues, interests, distrust... And endless darkness. After his death, everyone knew everything about him, his love, his loss, and his despair. But he died, to no avail. He is dead. This is the point in this article that made me cry - he is dead, no matter what, he is dead. Even though Harry did all this, even though we knew the truth and fell in love with him. What's the use?