The Son of the God of Death.
Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter Or Any Of The Characters. If I did there would be a lot Of Lovely Slash-goodness!
Summary: Harry meets a strange woman and learns the real reason that he survived that night 16 years ago. He gets told the truth about who he is and which side is the bad and which is really the good. Harry also find out he has a soul mate. This is AU-ish! Change to Horcruxes. Slight DH spoiler…I think.
Warnings: M/M (male x male) relationship. LV/HP, FW/DM/GW and others. Light bashing. Bad Dumbles! Good Tom!
A/N: IMPORTANT READ THIS! Hey Guys, This is Leyra (Kio). I know I haven't updated my other stories in a while. I am writing them and thinking about editing some. However the stick with all my stories is at my friend's house so they can get all the music back on their phone. Now this is my first Harry Potter fanfic so please be easy on me. It will also be my first attempt at a FW/DM/GW! Thank you to those who have taken time to read this note.
:: Parseltounge:
"Blah!" – Talking
'Blah!' - Thinking
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Chapter One: The Story
The Corridor was dark and cold. He struggles against the tight grips of the two burly men in blood red robes. He glared at everything that passed his vision, especially the enchanted snakes that slithered along the walls. Also if looked at closely you could see the black eyes of the snakes and the venom dripping from their hissing mouths.
However the boy himself was a sight to see. He was only a boy of 17 summers. He was short for his age, standing at a height of only 5'7 with a slim almost feminine curve to his hips. He had short raven hair and the most striking green eyes. They reminded many people of the colour of the killing curse. He was skinny too, too skinny. However all of that was over looked because of the red scar on his forehead. The scar was in the shape of a lightning bolt.
He was Harry James Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived.
Harry was pulled to a stop outside a large set of oak wood doors. On the doors was a picture of the Grim-Reaper and underneath in gold calligraphy writing was; 'We of the Egorov Family have been blessed by the Great God of Death. He didn't know what to think about what that meant. He felt a weird sense of recognition to the name Egorov.
The man holding his right arm knocked on the large doors. From inside a loud, strong feminine voice came from inside, "Enter." The man opened the door and the other dragged harry into the room. The room was a deep crimson red with black furniture and accessories. Although the thing that stood out the most was the deep red and black throne behind the black oak desk. A woman sat in the throne watching Harry quietly.
Harry shivered. The room was cold and it wasn't from the large open windows. He could practically taste the magic laced in the coldness. He looked too the figure sitting on the throne. Her hair was in all directions however it looked elegant all the same. Her hair was a deep black that shone the colour of blood when hit by the rays of the moonlight. Her eyes were a striking grey that Harry had never seen before, not even on a Malfoy. She had high cheekbones a perfect nose and lush pink lips.
Harry looked at the rest of her and instantly noticed the enormous set of breasts. Harry wondered if she had used a potion or a spell to make them that big, it didn't matter to him he was gay anyway. His eyes went over the rest of her form taking in the slim structure and curves in all the right places. His gaze fallowed over her long elegant legs which showed that she was pretty tall. Harry took in the lazy posture of the girl. She had her legs dangling over the armrest and her body twisted so that she was partially was leaning against the back of the throne.
"Harry Potter ma'am," one of the 'escorts' stated breaking Harry out of his evaluation on the woman. Harry noticed both men bow to the woman at the waist like the Japanese do and then leave the room at the wave of her hand. He looked at the woman but not directly into her eyes.
"Hello Mr Potter, please have a seat." She waved her hand at one of the two seats at the other side of the desk. She took out a packet of muggle cigarettes, lighting one and taking a long drag.
Harry moved to the chair taking a seat sitting up straight watching the woman wearily.
The woman chuckled slightly, "Well Mr Potter my name is Lady Leyra Egorov. I had my people bring you here for a very special reason and everything that happens in this room stays in this room. Also everything that will be said is true." She took another drag of the cancer stick smirking, "And my breasts are real, no potion or spell was used in the creation of this body."
Harry's head was spinning as his eyes widened in confusion and slight fear. 'How did she know what I was thinking? Did she use occlumency? But I didn't look in her eyes! What truth? Who is this woman?' He couldn't stop the questions from filling his head.
Leyra groaned loudly at the onslaught of questions, "Mr Potter please calm down and stop asking so many questions!" Leyra shouted clutching her head tightly with her right hand.
Harry paled looking around the room for a quick escape but there was none so he looked back at his captor. "How do you know what I am thinking? I would know if you were using occlumency," Harry demanded quietly. He already had the Dark Lord in his head giving him nightmares; he didn't need some potentially dangerous woman in his head either.
Leyra looked at Harry sadly which shocked the latter. She put out the cancer stick and snuggled further into the throne looking at Harry closely knowing what was coming was going to be a big shock to him and that he probably won't believe it. "Harry," she called softly watching the other look at her, "I am going to tell you a story which is relevant to what we need to discuss ok?"
Harry just nodded confused and watched as a grin slowly broke across the Ladies face.
"Before the Earth was created, many billions of years ago The Devil and his brother Death were having an argument. The argument was about one of Deaths many children. The child, unlike all her brothers and sisters, was special. She was more powerful than all the great beings combined as she had something that no one had in Heaven nor Hell had. She had magic. No one then knew what magic was so she became an outcast amongst her pears."
"The Devil wanted the child killed but Death, even though he disowned her, wouldn't allow one of his own to be murdered. Death purposed that they banished her from hell, however The Devil was quick to counter saying she had nowhere to go seen as Heaven wouldn't have her either. She was too evil. The girl had overheard the argument and stepped in on her own behalf. She said that she could go to a planet and call it her own. Both Death and The Devil agreed to this and gave her three days too chose a planet."
"When the three days were up a meeting was held and the girl told her father and uncle her choice. She said that she didn't just want any old planet; she wanted a planet of her own. She told them that she would make her own planet. The Devil was angry at the thought as it took billions of years to create a planet but the girl said if they let her do this then they would never hear of her again, like she never existed. Death and The Devil agreed."
"However the girl didn't just stop there, she told them both that they were banished from ever stepping foot on her planet. She even said god wasn't allowed to interfere. The brothers agreed to stay away. So a few billion years later she had created her planet and called it Earth. She said goodbye to her old life and started her new one."
"Eventually the young demon got bored of the empty plains of earth so, she thought that she would play god and create sufficient requirements to sustain life. Once ready she started evolution watching happily over billions of years as her planet grew."
"Next the humans came along. She was she was overjoyed that she had created proper life and had company. She found that some of the humans were like her and had magic so she decided to call them witches and wizards. She taught them how to control the magic properly and came up with the spells to help them focus on one thing and not may at the same time. She taught the muggles about morals and about where she came from and who she was. She also taught them about god and what part he played in the balance. She told them how everyone was the same and that it should stay that way. People started treating her as a god and worshiping her and she made them all see she was just like them, that they were all equals."
"Quickly the humans spread like rabbits and the earth was consumed by them. The humans soon changed the story of how they came to be and she was changed from an equal to a great God. Soon evolution took it to another level and created mystical beings. The girl soon fell in love with a mystical being….a vampire to be exact. They had three children, a daughter and twin boys. The daughter married into another family and the twin boys married and had children of their own."
"Time flew by and the girl watched as her family grew and either marry into another family or make her family bigger."
Leyra paused to spark up another cigarette and looked over at Harry. She smiled brightly as she saw the boy was sitting on the edge of his seat looking at her with wide eyes. Just like a kid when so engrossed in a story. Her smile dropped and her heart lurched out to the boy. She knew everything that his relatives did to him, the beating, starvation, slavery…and…the…rape. She felt bile and anger rising within her but she couldn't have done anything to stop it otherwise….HE would get rid of Harry anyway he could. Attempted murder would be her first guess.
Leyra took a deep breath pushing away her thoughts. "Where was I? Ah yes;"
"Once her family reached any age they wanted they could stop the aging process. No matter how old they got they could not die as she was death and so were her family. Then one day her lover was killed and she had to take his soul. She at that moment had decided to bless the vampires with immortality and other mystical being with a slow aging process."
"So time went on and then she felt it, another one of her kind come upon the Earth. She found that it was her father and she felt hate and anger rise within her as he had broken the promise. She watched closely as her father tricked three brothers into believing that they had cheated him."
Harry took in a sharp breath and whispered in awe, "The Deathly Hallows!"
Leyra nodded and continued;
"He gave them each a gift. She fallowed her father as he took two of the three brothers' souls. The last brother he could not find as Death had given him a piece of his cloak, so the brother could hide from Death. She watched the brother hand over the cloak to his son and went with her father willingly. She felt even angrier that her father had come along and taken three of her souls! She decided that she would go to Hell and confront her father and uncle."
"And she did. She went down to Hell and cornered her father and uncle with so much anger that even her features changed and her magic lashed out at them. She told them that if she EVER caught her father or uncle meddling on her planet again that they would pay a dear price for it. They made a new promise that was bonded together by her magic so that it couldn't be broken."
"Life went on as she: taught, healed, and looked after many orphaned children and took them in as her own until a family lost or could have a child came along and adopted a child. Then one day she found four magic beings creating a school. She helped the scholars create their dream by adding a soul to the centre of the school giving her, her own magic to help look after and protect everyone in the school. The founders name houses of the school after themselves and name the school Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"The school became a success and soon more school were popping up all over the world hiring and firing people and looking after the children within their walls. However Hogwarts remained the most special as it had its own soul kept alive by children in the school and the teachers. (1) The founders also wrote what they learned of the history from the daughter of death and included her into the history. However the books were changed over the years of being re-written. Things started to turn bad as muggles had forgotten all about magic and mystical beings over hears and started to hunt them. So that's when the wizarding world separated from the muggles."
"Years passed and so did the founders and Hogwarts saw a lot of new headmasters and teachers. Then the war started, yes there had been wars before but the young Godling knew that this was going to be a bad war and last for MANY years to come, and it did."
"Now, only a few years ago, though the girl was known to have found another lover, a wizard. They had a single child together, a son. Their son was taken away from them and the wizard father murdered in cold blood. Their son was blood adopted to a family who were fed lies about the child being an orphan and was part of a big prophesy and needed a strong family to protect him. The man who had taken the girls son and murdered her second husband is thought to this day to be a 'Light' wizard and the family and many other fallowed his every beck and call. The girl was furious and tried to get her child back, however the 'Light' wizard threatened to kill every child at her beloved Hogwarts if she tried anything. However the blood adoption went wrong, even though he has their blood running through his veins his real blood doesn't accept it."
"The name of Deaths daughter was Leyra Egorov and her son was called Harry Eric Egorov who was blood adopted by the Potters and renamed as Harry James Potter."
"No…." the faint whisper was the other thing that filled the deafening silence.
Tbc….
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A/N: So yea…that is the first chapter….well this has been going around in my head and I have already got some of it planned out and I have already started on the second chapter, which I am writing by hand first so that I can hopefully update quicker. I have decided to do this with the rest of my stories but I can't start them until I get the stick back from my mates' house.
So what did you think?
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Anyway reviews and criticism are welcome.
JA.
Leyra Egorov (Kio-Chan)