Title: Harry Potter: Shadowhunter

Chapter 1: Revelations

Summary: What if Harry Potter was never found by Aunt Petunia? What if he was found by the Lightwoods instead?

DISCLAIMER: Don't own a thing

'normal talking'

"thought speak"

demon language

'Albus, are you sure this is a good idea? I mean … the Dursleys are the worst kind of muggles out there. Their son is spoilt rotten … the boy's mother wouldn't stop looking over the fence to spy on their neighbours … the boy's father, oh, the boy's father is the worst there is. I just can't describe him.' McGonagall said exasperatedly.

'Minerva, I'm sure he's going to be fine.' "Besides that little brat will be protected here, after ten years of staying here, he'll be able to be moulded to my will." Dumbledore added as an afterthought in his head.

'But he won't know his real parents. His real family. His real heritage!' Minerva hissed at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore ignored her as he put little Harry Potter on the Dursley's front doorstep, with Hagrid weeping quietly in the back, he put a letter in Harry's blanket. The letter stated that, no matter what, he must have the magic beaten out of him. They all turned quietly to head back to Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall still fuming about Dumbledore leaving him on the doorstep of the dreadful Dursley's. They didn't know that on the other side of the world, in New York, a huge flash of light emitted from a map in Hodge's library/study. It didn't go unnoticed. Maryse Lightwood, head of the New York Institute, saw a bright light flash from the library. She went over to investigate and suddenly, as it had come, it went out. She saw a baby boy, maybe a year old, just sleeping in the middle of the library. Maryse was astonished.

'ROBERT!' Maryse yelled as loud as she could.

Back in Little Whingeing, Surrey….

The three teachers felt a searing heat from a flash of light on their backs. They all whipped around and saw, where Harry had once been, a mark on the Dursley's front doorstep. They all walked over to take a look and they didn't know what the mark meant. The mark was the mark of Raziel, a sword piercing a gothic-looking R. Dumbledore was fuming, not only fuming but furious.

This is my first crossover between HP and Mortal Instruments. Hope you all like it!

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