Chapter 1
Inheritance
Harry Potter had sold himself short, tired, no longer having the will to fight, seeing flashes of Sirius' and Cedric's deaths flashing constantly through his mind, he new it was his fault, nothing he could do could change that. He felt so alone, no one had written him yet and his birthday was just barely an hour away.
No one should have to go through what Harry did, but somehow Harry had managed to smile whenever he was with his friends. However, being away for over a month without any sign of anything, it was maddening. He didn't even get the daily prophet anymore, due to the fact Dudley had practically tried to eat the last owl that had delivered it to him and they refused to send anymore.
Harry stood at the window in his room looking up to the stars with a saddened expression no child should ever bear. He could still remember leaving the train station and all the order members threatening to do massive harm to the Dursleys if the even thought about harming Harry. But not even a half hour later on the long car ride home, Vernon had pulled over and dragged Harry out the car grabbed his wrist and snapped it, giving Harry a look of venom and then grabbing Harry's wand "useless without this, aren't ya boy." Spit Vernon every word cutting deep into Harry. He then threw Harry back into the car; Harry cradling his wrist to his chest, Vernon got back into the car and continued ranting at Harry the whole ride home.
They had taken all of Harry's possessions and locked them up in the guest room closet, knowing that they wouldn't invite over any guests with Harry around. Luckily though, Hedwig had taken a message for him so she was free, but when she returned Harry ordered her to stay with Hermione and only to come back if she was in any danger.
Harry also knew he needed to go to sleep the Dursley's would unlock his door at six to give him an hour to do his chores and if he didn't finish all of them, he wouldn't eat that day and seeing as he hadn't eaten in three days he figured that the best thing to do would be to get some sleep.
Reluctantly, Harry made way to his bed and tossed his clothes to the side deciding to sleep in his boxers tonight. He slid onto his bed and rested on his stomach for a while still thinking about Sirius. He knew it was his fault, if he had only listened to Dumbledore or even Snape, Sirius would still be here, but that wasn't Harry, he ran into everything head on.
But not this year Harry had decided that he would study very hard and make up for the stupid mistakes he had made, no longer needing people to get him in or out. He would continue training those he had before in the DA and prepare them for the war. No more waiting and watching, if he was to try and win he needed to mature to a level he himself didn't even comprehend and he knew that that was the only way he would ever defeat Voldemort.
Harry rolled over in his bed, eyes closed, stretching. When he finally opened his eyes he felt his breath catch as he saw a creature that looked like a house elf, but with darker skin and glowing red eyes. Harry jumped from his bed and looked at the elf like creature he could feel his heart pounding against his chest as he worked up the courage to talk to it. "Who are you?"
The elf just slowly glided from the ceiling to the floor without ever making a sound "forgo the formalities Mr. Potter, I am here to be your new Guardian, as it has come to my attention that you are an heir of both Salazaar and Gryffindor." The elf just seemed to be sizing up Harry looking at him like he wasn't even worth his time.
Harry heard what the elf had said, however wasn't sure how to digest the information, "did you say new guardian?" Harry wasn't sure if this favored him at all.
The elf looked into Harry's eyes and seemed to calm down a bit "Yes as it is most young wizards come into their magical inheritance at seventeen, but not many of them will be getting theirs from two of the four most powerful wizards of all time."
Harry wasn't sure if he really believed the elf yet so building up all his courage, hell if he can face the most powerful dark wizard of all time, than staring down an elf should be easy, "why should I believe you?" Harry didn't want to push his luck, but he had to make sure what he was hearing to be true.
"Because if you don't believe me you may end up leveling this place." Harry pondered what the elf had said. Leveling the Dursley's house meant he never had to come back how could that bad in any way.
"No I think I will stay leveling my uncle's house won't be so bad."
"What I meant was you may end up leveling the entire city, do I make myself clearer, so please hurry and collect your things as it is only twenty minutes until you turn."
Harry was in awe struck of the creature before him at what he was trying to get him to believe, how could he, just a plain Wizard, level a city? "Ok one, I can't level a city and two, I don't even know what or who you are?"
"I am a Dark house elf." Replied the elf as if it had been the most obvious thing in the world, "and my name cannot be revealed until after you have turned."
"Wait you said turned that's twice now. What do you mean turned?"
"You will know soon enough. Now if you don't mind lets go!" the elf replied looking as if he finally had lost all of his patience.
"I can't go, all my stuff is locked up in another room, I can't get to it even if I wanted to and secondly I'm still not sure I believe you." The elf made a wicked smile and snapped all of Harry's possessions landed right in front of him.
Harry instinctively grabbed his wand from the rubble and went to put it into his pocket making him realize he was practically naked. Harry blushed while quickly getting dressed and putting his wand in his secret pocket up the sleeve of his robes. Having his wand made him feel whole again. "Say I do go with you, what then? Where will we go?"
I will take you to a place where you can do no harm to anyone while your heir inheritance takes effect, and then take you to your new home to help you handle your new powers." They way the elf worded everything scared him.
"What will my powers consist of?" asked Harry, finally starting to believe that the elf was telling the truth. Harry was always too trusting and gave almost everyone the benefit of the doubt.
"You will gain a lot of their power, plus you will pretty much know every spell they knew and etcetra, but you are the first we will have let go through with this so I still don't know the full details, but they will" With those words Harry felt his breath hitch in his throat.
"What do you mean I am the first you have let go through with it, and who will know?" asked Harry very nervously.
"You are protected by blood magic, and everyone of our kind knows that you can only die at the hand of Voldemort, so we knew we had to do something, or you would end up destroying everything you hold dear and wouldn't even realize it." The elf for the first time seemed sad that such a burden was to be put on anyone, nevertheless he quickly got out of his stupor and continued, "we have less than fives minutes are you ready?" Harry just nodded and within a few minutes the elf had apparated them.
Harry now stood freezing knee deep in snow, there for as far as the eye could see was snow. Harry looked around for the elf but he was no where to be seen. Harry suddenly had a sinking feeling in his stomach he had been tricked. He looked down at his watch; it was 30 seconds until he turned sixteen. At least he would have at least one more birthday even if he died right at midnight.
Harry started walking trying to hopefully find his way back, but back where. He had barely taken five steps when his body started to glow, the coldness seemed to dissipate, air around him seemed to tense and he felt his body lifting off the ground. His eyes were glowing from black to white and back again, his hair had grown almost a foot and was blowing like a storm was hitting it, lightening was hitting the ground everywhere, his shirt ripped off revealing thousands of scars given to him by many different people his aunt and uncle, death eaters, and Voldemort. But the scars were healing almost as if they never were, his body looked as if it had never seen so much as a balloon pop next it.
Magic could be seen for miles, the ground was cracked as far as the eyesight could allow and the very earth beneath him seemed to be moving. After roughly twenty minutes Harry slowly landed on the ground, his head ached trying to process all the knowledge. He apparated a life size mirror in front of him with a wave of his hand, not exactly sure how he did it, but he knew.
Harry admired the new look appraisingly. But still not quite sure what to think he waved his hand again putting up a glamour and he looked as he had before and just looking at his old self, it felt wrong somehow. He knew he needed to look normal to throw off the people who would berate him with questions.
But within minutes, officers and aurors from all over the world had made their way here to find the source of magic that had their scales going haywire. Harry made his magic stay to him hoping no one would know it was him. Then watched almost two to three thousands wizards appeared to see what had had happened and when the aurors found Harry they were worried he had no shirt on and was in the middle of the artic and from what they could see the entire place had just had a massive earthquake.
The aurors took Harry to the ministry via portkey afraid to try and travel so far and worried about Harry. Harry also noticed an auror notifying Dumbledore of what they had just witnessed. Harry took a look around before the portkey had taken them anywhere, he had created a crater almost a mile deep and several miles wide.
Harry sat waiting for Dumbledore, on a bench next to the fountain, when he heard a voice right next to him. "My name is Dökkálfar master Potter and I am your dark elf."
Harry looked at him not at all startled by him yet wandering why with his new found knowledge he still didn't know what that meant neither Salazaar nor Gryffindor had dark elves only normally house elves. "So tell me why is it I have no new knowledge of you or what you are?"
Yet before he got his answer Dumbledore had appeared and started "Harry are you ok? How do you get yourself in these situations?" Dumbledore just smiled and looked jovial even though he hadn't written Harry all summer.
"I'm fine thanks for taking time from your busy day to finally talk to me." Harry snapped not realizing how angry and sad the headmaster had made him.
"But Harry, I wrote you every other day. It was you who didn't write anyone." Harry went to retort when the elf pulled all the letters out of his shirt and handed them to Harry.
This made Harry instantly mad why had the elf taken it upon himself to keep Harry shutout, however before he could retort Dumbledore gave a surprised look and cut him off "Harry how did you do that? You shouldn't be able to apparate anything into the ministry, yet alone apparate anything yet."
Harry looked puzzled, "the elf just handed them to me." After making the statement he realized Dumbledore couldn't see the elf.
"What elf, Harry?" Dumbledore looked very worried.
"The Da..." before Harry could finish his explanation the elf jumped up and whispered into Harry's ear.
"He cannot see me unless you will it master and it is that way with all humans." Harry got a look of understanding, while Dumbledore seemed to be thinking things over.
"Dumbledore, I would like you to meet my new elf," and as out of no where the elf seemed to have just appeared in front of Dumbledore.
"A dark house elf it all pieces together now." Not seeming the least bit phased by the fact a dark creature had just appeared out of no where. "I seem to recall the only reason you were ever considered dark was because only your master could see you unless he willed it, and because you would kill for your master as well."
"A dark magic that binds me to do anything asked of me" smirked the elf. Before disappearing from both of them.
Dumbledore began to ask Harry a question before gave him a weird look and raised his hand putting a shield around both of them as about thirty death eaters shot spells at them simultaneously. Dumbledore Looked around and drew his wand, he started firing off spells, Harry did the same but before anyone knew what was going on it seemed Harry had downed about twenty of them and Dumbledore five and the rest went running.
"Harry, how did you do that?" Dumbledore asked in concern. But before Harry could answer he passed out.
Well that was my first attempt at hopefully putting a good story on the net lol hope you liked i plan on at least finishing this one even if i get hated lol.