Persephone_Child

Harry Potter is a bad apple - a delinquent - a horrible example of a boy entering his teen years. Why, the Dursleys can tell you that right away! There's nothing special about him, even if he once thought the scar on his forehead looked like a thunderbolt and that he used to think about flying. No. To put it simply, there's just nothing magical about him.

Take a delightful peak into a peculiar alternate universe where "magic" is synonomous with "occult"! WARNING: The following fic contains irony, Monty Python humor, camp, and maybe a spot of liquified brain matter. Don't worry about that. ^_^ (Satan and the Occult claim no ownership to Harry Potter.)