I beg of you all to review this story. I've had a very rough couple of weeks since my computer contracted a virus that freaked me out. Luckily, this story was writen on my ipod.
Disclaimer: Don't own Hellsing or Harry Potter.
Matryoshka: the russian word for a nesting doll.
Now continue onward!
Love, Keta.
My Broken Matryoshka
Prologue: Matryoshka's Family
Hush-by, Don't you cry
Go to sleep a little baby
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays, dapples and grays
Coach and six a little horses
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses
-All the Pretty Little Horses (Becky Jean Williams)
Vampires. Synonymous with vile, evil and murderous. Creatures that feast upon fear and their victim's lifeblood. They're feared throughout the world with myths and legend spreading with them.
But the most feared vampire in the world isn't feared by everyone.
A young man in the Britain, a wizard, will never fear Dracula (or Alucard, as he's known now) because said vampire won't hurt him. The teen with the nickname of Matryoshka is just that, the vampire's doll, his special toy. He lives in a gilded cage, the Hellsing Mansion, with an invisible diamond studded collar. His eyes betray his innocence, broken only by small glimpses of insanity.
His name is Harry.
The doll lies at the vampire's feet. The younger's face is twisted up into an innocent smile of adoration. "Matryoshka," Alucard whispers, and the boy looks into his eyes. "Do you wish to leave me?"
"No! No! I won't! I won't!" He clutches the red trench coat, fear blossoming in his eyes. He whimpers pathetically and rubs his face into the soft material.
"Good. Will you stay here forever?" He nods, and the vampire grins.
These games, where Alucard would test his wizardling's loyalty, soon became a regular occurrence as the boy's affection for him grew. To an outsider it would seem cruel, but Harry knew better. Alucard just wanted him to grow up the same way Sir Integra did, under his careful watch.
Shortly after taking in Harry, Alucard created a fledgling, the police girl, Seras Victoria. Seras became one of his safety lines as well as a link to the world he once belonged to; the Wild Geese became the others.
When Pip first came, he was disturbed at the notion of a human being cared for by a vampire. But he eventually came to terms when he saw a rare moment of affection from Alucard to his wizardling, a kiss to the temple as he held the boy during a rare flashback of his life before his fifth birthday and the horror wrapped gift that came with it.
That birthday was the day that a freak vampire and his ghouls murdered his 'caretakers' (that term is used loosely) and cousin. He remembers being roughly drug from his cupboard by a hand to small and cold to be his uncle's. It was a vampire, vile and cruel, determined to drink him down and turn him before using his new fledgling in a volatile way.
He remembers struggling with all of his might and the hot breath on his skin. Then it all became a blur as Alucard came and saved him, and for the first time in his life, he felt safe.
Green eyes peer into an ornate office, Sr. Integra's office. "Harry, don't stand around all day. You can come inside."
The boy slinks in quietly, shutting it softly. The woman with long blonde hair at the desk smiles at him and gestures for him to sit down next to her.
"Hello, Ina." The nickname brings another smile to her face, and her blue eyes glow brightly. "Did your meeting with the idiots go well?"
Her grin vanishes, soon replaced by a frown and a growl. "That bad?"
She nods. "Didn't you take Alu?"
"That's the problem."
"What do you mean?" the seven year old asks.
"Anderson was there."
"Oh, Alu tried to fight with him."
Despite Harry's comment not being a question, Integra nods. "I really need to keep him on a tighter leash. Preferably a chain one with a barbed wire collar." Her statement makes Harry giggle, and she reaches out to ruffle his hair, thinking 'if anyone tries to hurt you...'
At the boy's eleventh birthday, when his letter first arrived, Integra, Walter, Pip and Seras were elated. However, Alucard was not.
He was pissed off.
How dare they try to steal his boy away! How dare they try to take the doll that he had spent years molding into the childe he'd always wanted! How dare they take his Matryoshka away!
But one look at the boy's giant grin had those thoughts swept from his ancient mind.
And so the boy was sent to Hogwarts.