Author: spacecakeje
Pairings: HPTMR
Rating: T, but will probably go up in later chapters
Disclaimer: Harry Potter sadly doesn't belong to me. The demons do though *grabs possessively*
Summary: little harry is sick of the Dursleys and runs away. He discovers a new world before coming back to the wizarding world and meets Voldemort and the DE's.
Evil!dumbledore, sexy!harryXtom
Demons and wizards
1. Runaway
My name is Harry Potter and at the moment I'm ten years old. I live with my aunt, uncle and my cousin. They took me in when I was only a year old. Ever since I was five I cook and clean and do chores around the house. They say my parents got themselves killed, but surely they didn't wish for me to end up here. Sometimes weird things happen when I'm upset, desperate or excited. When my uncle notices, he tries to beat the weird stuff out of me and sends me to my cupboard afterwards.
Well I'm sick of it, tonight I'm planning to escape from my personal hell. I've been collecting stuff I need to escape and I can pick the locks on my cupboard. Wouldn't want the freak to steal the silverware now. No, freedom here I come!
As I walk out the front door I smell the air of freedom; no more bruises or starvation at that family's hands. They won't report me missing, they could care less if I'm dead or alive. I start walking and glance at a map I found. London here I come.
After a few days of hiking I find myself downtown London. As I take a look at my map I bump into another man. The man is heavily cloaked, his features hidden underneath a hood.
"Oh sorry sir, I wasn't paying attention."I mutter
"No need little boy, I was careless myself."
NORMAL POV
As the man looked over the boy for any injuries, he caught sight of a lightening bolt scar on Harry's face. "What's your name young one?"
"I'm Harry Potter, do I know you sir?" Harry asked uncertain.
"No you probably won't recognize me but I knew your parents and my lord has been searching for you."
"What for?" Harry asked, curiosity burning. Somebody who knew his parents!
"Well because you are his heir, you're Prince Damian, that's the name he gave you at birth. Let's talk this over someplace else where they have food. Merlin knows you can use it." He suggested.
"Ok, but no funny business, I can scream very loud." Harry warned. Food was indeed welcome. "What is your name?"
"My name is Ayasei." he stated.
Harry was led towards a small pub and was ordered by Ayasei to eat as much as he could stomach. While he was eating Ayasei started his explanation. "I'm second in command to my King. In the Demon Realm, which is where we're from, the King can't produce male heirs, only daughters. Your parents were wizards but your mother couldn't get pregnant by your father. So the King proposed a deal. Your mother would be able to get a son, but the child would be part demon and later taught demon magic. You were born, but a year later your parents got killed. Nobody really knows who killed them, but you were taken before we could intervene. Wizards believe it was Voldemort, the Dark Lord but we think it was someone else.
"So you're a demon and I'm part demon and technically I still have a father?" Harry asked bewildered by the sudden influx of information.
"Yes that sums it up" Ayasei said dryly. The boy had sharp wits.
"Can I meet him, my father?!"
"We can go as soon as you're finished."
As Harry stood, Ayasei held out an arm. "Hold on, the first time can be unsettling.
AN: My very first fanfic
reviews please, good bad ?
