Disclaimer I OWN NOTHING JK owns HP and Meyer owns Twilight, this is an AU of HBP and NEW MOON

Dumbledore, Weasley (except twins), Hermione, and Bella bashing.

Summary: Harry's had enough of being treated poorly, he decides to move to America, with Dudley, now Devon, Luna, Draco, Neville, Colin, and Dennis. He finishes his fifth year before writing a letter to the Dark Lord telling him that he wishes to be alone. It seems as though everything would go according to plan, but with Harry nothing is ever peaceful, Dumbledore is determined to use his 'weapon' to finish off what he tried to get rid of many years ago. Harry will be betrayed by those he believed to be his family. Now he hides in Forks where he meets a vampire coven, along with a human who's bringing up feelings Harry didn't think he had, will love blossom, or will he be brought back to the war he never wanted to be apart of, one thing is for certain, Harry is no longer alone.

Chapter I

It's been nearly 14 years since I've been trapped within this cage, I have't been let free not once, although I see the outside world through those eyes, I can never fully touch anything. He doesn't even know about me, and I can't help but feel that it's that old fucker's fault. He is the one that trapped me in this place that Halloween night when I was but 1 and half. But he actually thinks that he can control me by breaking him, oh if only he knew, that by breaking him down, he's making me stronger, and my cage weaker. However, I can't let them break him down, otherwise I might perish... I have to let him find me but how?

'Where am I? I see nothing but darkness.' The boy looks around, there is nothing but darkness surrounding him, the only light is coming from him, his petite form looked weak and fragile from all the malnourished treatment and abuse he's received from his so called 'family.' His messy raven black hair, and emerald green eyes, are the only reminders that he was once a Potter, now all he is... is a hollow boy, scared and alone.

'You finally came, I am so glad.' I smile, I allow the light to shine brighter, revealing myself to him.

'Who are you?' He asks, his green eyes looking at me, with shock and terror.

'I am the real you Harrison, I am the one that you were meant to be, but that old fucker sealed me here.' I spat, I still remember it, and I will always hate him for it.

'This can't be right, you can't be me, where am I?' He asks once again.

'You are in my cage, my prison for the last 14 years, ever since your parent died,' I replied, looking at the boy, anger filled my whole being, how could this have happened, that old fool will pay.

'Why do you look like me?' He begins eyeing me. My shoulder length crimson red tied into a ponytail, my sclera black but my iris crimson red, it made me look terrifying, which of course was fucking epic.

'That's because I'm you, duh.' I rolled my eyes.

'But your eyes are...' he was looking for a good word.

'Different?' I finished, he simply nodded his head.

'That's because I'm the creature in you, or rather the demon in you.' I tried to repress a smile at the boy's reaction.

'Demon?'

'Yes, I am Damian Diabolo, you are the son of Lilith, or as you like to call her Lily.' I replied.

'Mom?'

'Yes, she was Lilith, the demonic seductress, although she didn't know it herself, she isn't a full demon, she wasn't able to come into her inheritances you however, being her son I was able to awaken at the time of your birth, but I didn't want to take over, you and I can coexist, but when they died, Albus found out about me and sealed me.' I said.

'But why? Better yet, is there anything I could do?' I couldn't believe that he just asked that, I knew I chose the perfect one.

'If you really want to, we must fuse, I become you, you become me, I won't over take you, my power is your power, but we will be able to communicate with each other.' I smiled, at his sweet smile, I really knew I chose correctly.

'How do we this?' He asks, with a look of determination in his eyes.

'Give me your hand,' I reached out my hand and watched as he did the same, as I grabbed his hand I began chanting the union charm deos ventos nostra ligas animarum parite (gods of the wind, bind our souls together). A circle appears before us, a nine star demonic seal, it begins to spin around us, I begin to feel a pull, then we slowly begin to be one. 'Don't worry Harry I won't let anyone hurt you again.

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He awoke with a start, breathing heavily, and sweating, this is the last time I use any kind of strong smelling cleaners, he thought, as he grabbed his glasses he noticed that his vision was better, huh I guess I don't need the glasses any more. He get out of the bed and he feel different, he put on his cousin's shirt and noticed it's a bit tighter than usual, okay that's strange. So he decided to head to the bathroom, and he was not prepared to see what he was going to see in the mirror. He was completely different, he grew taller, he seemed to have grown in muscle, his once petite form is now well toned and in great physical shape, his hair was longer with streaks of red, and his eyes were what freaked him out the most, they're the same emerald green, but with a blood red ring, okay this is getting fucking creepy... DID I JUST CURSE?

"BOY WHEN IS BREAKFAST READY!" His Uncle Vernon yelled, god why must I keep living with him, good thing I'm going to Hogwarts next week, he just have to suck it up a little longer, he thought.

You don't have to Harry. The voice called out to him.

"Whose there?" he asked.

It's me Damien remember the dream? Harry seemed to have suddenly remembered the dream he had, oh god it wasn't a dream.

"So we became one, and this is the result?"

Yep, we look fucking hot.

"Okay I'll admit it, but what now?"

Now you show those bastards that you're out of here.

"I can't just leave." he said.

Yeah you can, they can't keep you here, and I made sure that the track on you is gone, also you might want to look at your wand.

He started freaking out, he rushed back to the room and opened the flap on the floor, and in there his wand changed, "What the fuck happened?"

Well with you awakening your demon blood, your wand changed to fit your new magical core, it's core is a double, it's got a dark phoenix hair and dragon heartstrings, it's wood is now yew, 15 inches, so I guess we have a new wand. He was right, it changed, it was now pitch black with a bloody red line spiraled around it. There was a rune on the bottom, it means protection. He liked my old wand but he have to admit this wand was pretty badass, there was even a wand holster, it was black with a red metallic rim. He grabbed the wand, and he felt his own magical core synchronize with it. He put his new wand inside the holster and placed it on his belt.

I wonder... he thought. He unbuckle his belt and lowered his pants and boxer... holy crap I got bigger, I mean I was okay with a 5 inch, I mean I'm still growing, but now it's like a 6 or 7 inch he examined his member and felt a twinge of smug coming about. I'm starting to like this change. "Will I be able to cast spells?" He asked, he didn't know if this new wand would be the same as his old one.

Yeah, it'll be like you've always used this wand, also you don't have the trace on this wand, which means you can use spell anywhere you want without the fucking bitches of the Ministry arresting you. He was really starting to like this change.

"BOY WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS MY BREAKFAST!" Vernon yelled again, it should have made him flinch but now he was just pissed, he grabbed his trunk and book supplies, and he went downstairs.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he noticed his uncle was near the cupboard, arms crossed his chest, eyeing the boy suspiciously, he knew that the boy did something to change his appearance, and it angered him to no end. "I want my breakfast now boy." He demanded, glaring at the boy.

Petunia looked like she wanted to faint, she new that this could be bad news, especially if the neighbors started talking about them, she hated bringing attention to herself unless she was the one that did it.

"No, I'm leaving this dump, goodbye fatass." Harry smirked at the man's reaction, Dudley stifled a snicker.

"What did you just call me boy?" He asks him in a dangerously low voice, Dudley is next to him, looking at his new look, Harry had a deep connection with his cousin, they would always support each other, especially when Vernon was drunk and tried to rape both boys. Dudley even defended him from Vernon when he was on his routine, 'beat the living crap of Harry' time. Dudley was the only person in this house that made him feel like family.

"I said; 'Good. Bye. Fat. Ass'" He relied clearly.

"That's it boy." He makes a reach for Harry's arm but it seemed as though his reflexes got better He grabbed his arm and shove him back sending him flying to the kitchen hitting the wall with a thud. Petunia let out a frantic scream as she hurried towards her husband.

"This is the last time you'll ever see me, and if you try anything I. Will. Fuck. You. Up." He warned the both of them, glaring at the two, which made the couple shudder, his eyes had a fierceness to them and told them he wasn't kidding. Dudley just gave him a small sad smile, I really am going to miss him, he thought grabbing his trunk.

Why don't you take him with you, he has a demonic creature in him, Damien told him... Dudley a demon? For some reason the idea was actually funny to Harry, he remembered one time when he was being bullied, Dudley came in and nearly beat the crap out of all the attackers, giving him the name of Dudley the 'demon'.

"Come with me Dudley, we can escape this fucking pathetic prison, we can travel like we always wanted." he looked at him, with a pleading look on his eyes.

"Really, you mean it?" His face lit up, he was like a kid on Christmas. They always planned on leaving this prison, as they called it, and travel around see the world, but they were afraid of Dumbledore finding them and bringing them back to the Dursley's and back to Vernon.

"Yeah, get your things ready and we'll leave this place." He replied, Dudley just nodded at went up to his room, as fast as his thick legs could carry him, note to self, get him into shape.

"You will not take my Dudlikins with you, freak." Aunt Petunia scold at the boy, she didn't care if that freak left, she wasn't going to let him influence her son, and corrupt his mind.

"Call me that again and I will show you how much of a freak I am, aunt Petunia." He smiled at her devilishly. Harry may hate Vernon for all the beatings and attempted rapes, but he hated Petunia with a passion (of a thousand spirit bombs!). He was her sister's son, her flesh and blood, her only last reminder of Lily Evans, but she couldn't care less. She turned a blind eye while her perverted husband tried to make Harry strip, or would just give the boy stale bread and water. He couldn't believe that he was even related to her, the only good that came out of that 'slut,' since he knew she was sleeping around with teenage boys, especially with Dudley's friends, was that she gave birth to his only family member that truly cared about him.

She flinched at his smile and retreated, they suddenly heard Dudley coming downstairs, a trunk like Harry's behind him. "I'm ready to leave Harry," he said looking at his 'parent's' for the last time, he didn't even hide the smile on his face.

Harry looked at the trunks and knew it would take a while to get away far enough with the luggage they had. Then he remembered what Damien told him earlier, "I think it would be best to shrink them since it would be difficult to escape with all this about." He suggested.

"I thought you weren't allowed to use magic?" Dudley asked, there was a hint of worry in his tone.

"Well let's just say this change I had has it's perks, are you ready?" Harry smiled as they placed the trunks on their pockets, he held out his hand towards him.

"Yes, you know I am... goodbye Petunia, Vernon, Dudley Dursley is not longer your son, I'm now Devon Potter." He said looking at his parents, he grabbed his hand.

You want to use my power to leave this place? Damien asked him.

Yes, please, he relied, he felt as a surge of magic, began to flow out of his core, it felt weird but very familiar, as though it was always there, just sleeping. A black mist began to emit from Harry's body, and Devon in fright pressed himself closer to Harry, until his chest was pressed onto Harry's arm. They began to be surrounded by the mist, he could see the terror in Petunia's eyes. "Goodbye Petunia, have a nice life." Then they were shrouded by the mist until they were no more.

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They arrived in a small room, it had marble flooring, and the table was made of oak, as well as the chairs. The walls were painted white, it was so beautiful, there was black door across the table.

"Where are we Harry?" Devon asked, he was looking around the room mesmerized by its beauty.

"I don't know." Harry replied, just then the door opened and a goblin walked in.

"Ah Mr. Potter, I see you have finally awakened your magical inheritance." The goblin smirked.

"Um who are you?" Harry asked.

"I am Griphook, you are in one of the many rooms here in Gringotts." Griphook announced.

"How did we get here?" He asked, stunned by the turn of events.

"You're here because I know there are somethings you are going to want answered." He replied, sitting down on one of the chairs, Devon and Harry followed his example and sat down.

"Alright so what are my questions?" Harry asked.

"I know you know about your demon blood, and from the power you displayed you have Damien as your alliance. Then there is Devon here who has Mikael, also known as Damien's right hand man." He looked at Devon who's eyes widen at the sudden revelation.

"I-I-I can't have demon blood in me, don't I need to be a wizard for that to happen." He asked.

"Not necessarily, demon blood unlike other magical abilities are passed down by blood and family, regardless of having a magical core or not, your great, great, great, grandmother was the first person in your line to unite with a demon called Abaddon, the uncontrollable, Abaddon, was the most fierce of all demons, and unstable, which is way it couldn't be united to it's vessel." The goblin said. "Your great, great, great grandmother was able to unite with it, allowing her blood to be fused with demon blood, people become vessel's through rituals and they hardly get to unite with the demon, but she did and she gave birth to the first ever bloodline of the Evans, she was a human, but she was a squib."

"Great great great gran was a squib?" Harry whispered.

"Yes, through your veins run demon blood, allowing a demon to chose you as their own vessel, and you can be able to unite with your demon, hence Mr. Potter's change." The goblin looked at Harry.

"You said that my demon was Mikael, who you called as Damien's right hand man, who is Damien and who is Mikael."

"Damien is what your cousin is... better yet, he's your cousin's demon, Damien can control the darkness, as you can tell, his abilities are; he can control and manipulate thunder, move things with just his thoughts, and sense other magical creatures." Harry was surprised at all the powers he was going to have.

"Wow Harry's that kinda cool." Devon smiled.

"Mikael, is always by Damien's side, his main power consists of controlling fire, his abilities include, immense healing abilities, read people's minds, and create force fields." Devon shuddered at the thought of talking to other dead people.

"Wow Dev, sounds like you got great power." Harry smiled, noticing the boys nervousness.

"Now the common abilities all demons have are; super strength and speed, great reflexes, and enhanced vision." The goblin added.

"That's why I don't need my glasses anymore." Harry chimed.

"Precisely, now since you have awaken your bloodline, I have transferred all of your galleons to your new vault, now if you desire anything else I have to take my leave." The goblin waited for them to speak up, when they didn't he just bowed and left the room. He left a file on the table that ready Harrison and Devon Potter vaults.

"So Dev what do you think?" He looked at his cousin, who he could was still trying to process everything.

"I think... let's meet my demon." He replied, a smile plastered on his face.

How do we do that? Harry asked Damien.

Just tell your cousin to meditate and then he'll come to you. He replied.

"Alright, I just talked to Damien and he wants you to meditate and call out to him."

"Alrighty then, let's do this." He proceeded to sit on the floor with his legs crossed, and he closed his eyes.

When is that boy going to realize I'm here. God it's been nearly 6 years since he last awakened, I need to be near Damien, WAKE THE FUCK UP.

'Hello?' A boy wanders around the void, finally he's here.

'Finally you know how long I've waited for you to awaken me again.' I yelled at the boy, he flinched, seriously look at him, he's so fucking fat, I can't wait until we fuse, he's going to thank me. My chin length crimson red hair tied in a pony tail, my black sclera and crimson red eyes look epic as always.

'Are you Mikael?' He asked.

'Yeah, so you want to do this?' He simply nodded, great straight to the point I like this dude. I raised my hand and he took it without hesitation. 'Alright then, this will be painless, and we'll kick ass and look fucking hot doing it.' He just smiled and I began the ritual, deos ventos nostra ligas animarum parite (gods of the wind, bind our souls together).

Harry was sitting on the chair watching his cousin meditating, he was happy they finally left, he grabbed the file and began looking at it, he nearly fell of his chair when he found out that they had about 5 different homes, he found one that really peaked his interest, 7 bedroom and 7 baths, located in the middle of the woods, great privacy, mile away from town. Location Forks, Washington, USA. The whole idea was interesting, but he didn't know what would happen, would they move there, he liked privacy, and he knew that going to Hogwarts would be weird. Maybe after this year he can just leave, give Voldemort a letter stating that he's not going to pursue him, that all he desires is peace. He was quickly taken out of his thoughts, when he noticed a huge fire surrounding his cousin, he stared freaking out.

Calm down Harry, he's just in transition, it happened to us, except you were surrounded by the black mist, Damien assured him.

The fires engulfed the boy, swirling around, the only thing different was that the fire emitted no heat, after what seemed like hours, the fire died down and lying there on the floor was a different boy than what was originally there. He was thinner, but still had a medium build like Harry, he had shoulder length hair, and the same red streaks that Harry had. He groan getting up, he was taller than Harry by an inch, when he opened his eyes, he still had the same blue eyes, but with at red ring around his eyes.

"Cool, Dev, you look amazing." Harry said.

"I feel weird," he admitted, his vision was better than before, he felt his body and felt a layer of well toned muscle, he slowly made his way down until he noticed that he had a bigger package, he was the same size as Harry but a bit thicker, now he was 7 inches and thicker. He looked up and saw Harry trying to look away, he noticed that he was fondling his member in front of him. "Oh god I'm sorry." He blushed.

"Its okay I was also surprised by the... uh sudden change, but like I said you look amazing." He conjured a mirror and Devon got a better look at himself. He lost all the fat and it was replaced with a well toned body like Harry's, he liked the streaks of red on his hair.

I look hot, he thought, sizing himself up in the mirror.

You mean we look hot, Mikael corrected him.

"So Dev, I know we only have a week together until I start Hogwarts, how about we train till then, and we can leave Britain after this year, so I won't be back to finish school, I'll tell Voldemort that I won't pursue him, I will let him do whatever he wants as long as he leaves me alone."

"Sounds like a plan, where will we go?"

"I heard of a small town in the US."

"America! I always wanted to go there, where will we go?" Devon was jumping up and down.

"A small town called Forks, Washington." He replied.

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