Summary: Set in Book 5 of HP: After the attack on the Potters on Halloween 1981, leaving James in the form of a crystal stag & Harry ditched at the Dursleys while leaving his twin brother to be hailed as the BWL and raised by Lily, Harry and James, who finds a way to become human again, finds themselves transported back in time to the Victorian era where they are saved by Ciel when he makes the original contract with a demon since they had been captured and sold to the same cult Ciel had been captured by. Harry and James become the first servants hired due to a life debt to Ciel Phantomhive. After becoming a demon, Ciel, Sebastian, James, Harry, and Finny travel the world after Ciel "dies" in 1889. Ciel comes back to England with Co. when the Queen calls for him to save the Wizarding World and fix the ministry, which means meeting old acquaintances and his ex-wife for James. How will the world react to the beloved Queen's Guard Dog and his bodyguards? OOC characters: possibly. Dumbledore, Lily, Weasley Bashing except for Weasley twins. 19th Century will be revealed as memories whilst the Phantomhive Household walks through the 20th Century.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Black Butler... sadly
Passing the Time with Demons
Chapter 1
January 1886
"KILL THEM ALL! I ORDER YOU TO KILL THEM ALL, SEBASTIAN!" a young boy with bluish-gray hair and sapphire blue eyes yelled as he wrapped the red silk cloth around his waist as he stood from the altar, blood trickling down from the stab wound in his side.
The demon did as ordered, looking at his handy work moments later. He walked up to his new master and paused when he heard someone still breathing, but in the direction of the cages. He turned wine red eyes over to a pile of cages that had been tossed into a corner and forgotten about.
"Something the matter?" the boy before him asked with a tired voice.
"It sounds like there is still someone alive," Sebastian explained, nodding towards the piled cages.
"See who it," the young boy ordered just as he was picked up and carried over to the wire cages and sat on top of one while his demon tossed the cages away, revealing a man that looked to be in his early twenties with dark hazel eyes and unruly black hair.
The man was laying on his back, dressed in a thin black cloak while one of his legs was pinned by another cage. The male glared at them, opening his mouth just enough to let out a strangled hiss, fighting to prop himself up and block their view from what was behind him.
The young boy narrowed his eyes at the covered cage and nodded to his demon butler who had looked at him for permission.
The man swiped at Sebastian's legs with his hand, missing by a fraction of an inch as the butler stepped over him. He yelped when he twisted around to face the butler, his leg still pinned.
Sebastian knelt down and opened the cage after finding out the cage was made of wood instead of the normal wire. He blinked in surprise when he saw a young boy, who looked younger than his master, curled towards the back, sniffling.
Watery emerald green eyes met wine red, and the two stared at one another for what seemed like eternity. The boy crawled forward, cautiously and paused when he heard the growl outside his cage before moving to the back again.
Sebastian cast an annoyed glance at the only other adult male before reaching in and dragging the boy out by force.
The boy reacted by sinking slightly sharp teeth into the arm of the hand that held him, but the grip of the hand only increased.
Sebastian barely concealed his flinch as the teeth sank into his flesh, and he frowned when he noted the similarities between the two males as the younger looked like a carbon copy of the older except the eyes and jaw.
"Are you two father and son?" the young blue-haired boy asked, his eyes flicking between the two as the younger moved towards his father and nuzzled his chest.
"Yes," the older of the two finally answered after several minutes. He dragged his injured leg closer to his body once Sebastian removed the cage that had been pinning it down.
"What shall we do with them, Young Master?" Sebastian asked, looking at the older male who held his son in his arms.
"Unfortunately, they know that you are a demon. Otherwise, they could probably work for me," the boy explained.
"Wait!" the older male barked before Sebastian could respond. "We both owe you life debts," the elder of the two said.
"Life debts?" the other boy asked, tilting his head.
"Young Master, if I may, life debts are something that people, such as wizards and other magical beings, believe in. It is where they grant a favor, provided it isn't illegal, to the person that saved their life. As my master, you garner any life debts I do in your name as any other servant. Either party can suggest something that would possibly pay the debt, but you have the say in the matter in this case what stands to pay the debt in full," Sebastian explained.
"So are you saying that they are wizards or some other sort of rubbish?" the boy asked his butler.
"Magic isn't rubbish," the other male growled before petting his son's hair as the boy looked up at him.
"Well, they certainly aren't human, but they really aren't wizards either. They have their own… class," the demon finally responded after studying the two.
"Very well, what do you suggest," the boy asked the two males he still did not know the names of.
"For mine we both promise that we won't say a word about you being contracted to a demon or what happens in your mansion," the male said before leaning down as his son tugged on the collar of his cloak. "Are you sure?" he asked as his son finished whispering in his ear that even Sebastian, being the closest to them and with his demonic hearing, did not hear.
The boy gave a curt nod.
"Very well, for my son's, we will work for you as long as you want us or until he," here he glanced at Sebastian, "swallows your soul."
Sebastian watched as his master thought it over. To him, it sounded like one of the best deals that they could offer, but he wasn't the one to accept it.
Finally the boy nodded. "I, Ciel Phantomhive, accept the offers made by…?"
"Jameson Charlus Potter, and Harridan Jameson Potter," the older of the two males supplied.
"Jameson Charlus Potter and Harridan Jameson Potter to fulfill the requirements for their life debts to me," Ciel finished.
"So mote it be. Our magic will truly bind us to you, much like your demon," James added.
Ciel sighed. "So mote it be," he finished once more. He was surprised when a soft golden-gray glow surrounded the four of them before vanishing.
James then took his oath before nudging his son to speak his oath so that both the demon and his master could hear him.
The boy glanced at him fervently before speaking, rather stuttering, in a raspy voice that showed that Harry spoke little and barely above a whisper. "So mote it be," he finished quietly, just in the hearing range of Ciel and Sebastian who shared a glance before nodding.
"We should probably go. I have a mansion to rebuild," Sebastian said, stretching slightly before picking up his master once more while James covered his son in the cloak that had covered his cage.
August 1995
Ciel Phantomhive walked down the street of 20th century London with Finnian, Harry, James, and of course, Sebastian. He could have ordered the last three to leave him and Finny could have left a long time ago, but they both didn't.
Finny, as it turned out, was immortal because of all the experiments he had been forced to endure in that researcher plant he called a prison.
Ciel had lost his soul to a demon that had it in for Sebastian. Apparently they had been cousins, and that particular cousin was always jealous that Sebastian always got something better than he did. So Ciel was now a demon as well. Who knew that demons could survive off of poisonous and deadly plants if fixed right?
James and Harry, well… it had turned out that the former was a Stag demon just like Ciel was a Wolf demon and Sebastian a Crow demon, and he was also Death in the flesh, which accounted for his inhuman Wizard scent. His son, however, became a Shape-shifting Demon. No single forms for him… lucky.
Both males had grown their hair out, which had tamed their unruly bird's nest that they had called hair and now it fell to their shoulders in layered waves with side-swept bangs, leaving just enough fringe to cover their foreheads.
"So, where are we going now?" Finny asked, having been ordered to not call Ciel Young Master in public since they drew strange looks already with being some of the most handsomest men with their ivory and flawless skin.
"We have to meet with the Queen and then head to a place called Hogwarts. Wherever the Hell that is," Ciel grumbled.
"That would be in Scotland," James answered swiftly. "It is where I went to school at between the ages of 11 and 18, remember?" he then explained to the confounded looks he was receiving from his employer and colleagues.
"And why are we going there?" Harry asked. It had taken Sebastian, Ciel, and James years to reverse a good portion of the damage that the Dursleys had inflicted upon their nephew whilst James had been trapped in a crystal stag that he made sure was always hidden, and with his son, whenever the fat baby whale had come around… or any of the Dursleys really.
"The Dark Lord Voldemort is back and killing Muggles again," Ciel said. "She wants us to go to Hogwarts and find out why your brother isn't killing him and this Order of the Flaming and Cooking Bird isn't taking measures to fight off his Death Eaters, so she is calling us in to debrief us... well, me but still," Ciel added.
"Sounds like you know more than you usually let on once again," Sebastian said, turning his gaze onto James, who just pulled the collar of his cloak closer to his throat.
"You are the Queen's Guard Dog, so you should be able to handle this, yes?" the Queen asked as she stood, placing her hands in front of her with her hands clasped together in pristine white gloves.
"Yes ma'am," Ciel said with a bow of his head, plastering on a fake smile that made the woman smile.
"Please make these killings stop. Also, would you be a dear and clean up the Ministry as well? I fear for the lives of the Wizards and Witches since the Muggle world is getting too close to discovering their existence," the Queen asked with a gentle smile.
"Of course my Lady," Ciel responded, fully bowing this time. After he was dismissed, he walked out and joined Finny and Harry in the corridor since James and Sebastian held the doors open for him. The four of them had remained at the back of the room during the meeting, and they also posed as his bodyguards dressed in black suits and ties with a white dress shirt. They even had black glasses on the inside of their jacket in a specially designed pocket.
"I never knew that the Queen was aware of the Wizarding World," James mused as he fell into step beside his son after making sure no one was around. "I suppose that would be the doing of the corrupt Ministry and Dumbledore. Actually, we should probably check-in to see how much of this is actually Voldemort's doing," he mused.
"Oh? What makes you say that?" Finny asked with wide blue eyes.
"Back before Harry and Uriah were born, Dumbledore was known as the Second coming of Merlin. He defeated a man named Grindelwald during World War II," James answered. "Plus he was one of the most powerful Wizards besides Harry and Voldemort."
"In other words, he had everybody eating out of the palms of his hand," Sebastian mused as he walked alongside them.
"Right and since we went through World War II, then we would have been able to collect more souls for you two if we hadn't decided to take a two decade break to the Demon World and Greece," James said with a shake of his head and giving them a pointed look.
"Besides the point," Ciel said with a cough. "We could have tailed the Dark Lord then and the one now and the supposed Light Lord. I suppose we should check whether this Voldemort is sending out Death Munchers to kill Muggles or if it is this Dumbledore organizing these attacks. Didn't you say that a powerful enough Wizard could copy another's magical signature if they have a sample of it from where they are entered into the Ministry?" Ciel asked and received a nod from James.
"However, only magical creatures and beings can determine whether the signature is false, so we would have to visit the scene of the crimes in order to determine that for ourselves," James then said.
"Or he could be creating an illusion that it is Voldemort's signature," Harry said, glancing at Ciel and his father.
"To many possibilities," Finny moaned, looking up at the sky that had fluffy, little white clouds.
"Indeed," Ciel said with a nod. "James, what month and day is it?" he then asked.
"Hmm, it would be August 2nd," James said as he swiped a newspaper from a trash bin before dropping it back in. "Why?"
"Where would this Order be now and when does Hogwarts start up again?" Ciel then asked.
"The Order? I don't really know since we spent a lot of time in Asia these past few decades. I do suppose running into a younger version of myself would be detrimental to my health," James then mused. "However, Hogwarts have always had a train leave on September 1st," he then said after they were out of earshot of a few Muggles that they had passed by.
"Is there anyone you can ask?" Finny asked.
"Hmm, I suppose I could ask my old friend, Sirius Black. Provided he hasn't died yet," James mused.
"Do you know where he could be?" Sebastian asked.
"Erm, Number 12 Grimmauld Place," James supplied easily. "He always hated that house because of his mother, but it wouldn't surprise me if he kept going back to that place," he then said.
"Then let's head there first," Ciel decided before allowing James to take the lead since he knew where this building was located.
Sirius Black was having a deplorable day. He had just found out that his eldest Godson, Harry, was not at the Dursleys home and hadn't been since before his ninth birthday, his best friend, James, was still thought to be dead even though there was no body and his wife, Lily, was going after every available man that had money because the Goblins, the ingenious little cretins, said that she did not have access to the vaults or to James' money as he had yet to die. Yet they refused to say where he was. It was then that he felt a large blow and shift to the Fidelius Charm. Grey eyes blinked when he felt the wards shift to accommodate one person but didn't want to allow whoever was upsetting the wards before allowing four other people to come through.
A knock sounded on the door, alerting the others that someone had managed to get through the Fidelius Charm.
The Aurors, Kingsley Shacklebolt and Nymphadora Tonks, raised their wands as they slipped out of the kitchen with Mad-Eye Moody behind them with Lily and her current boyfriend behind them.
The children, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Uriah Potter and Neville Longbottom, quickly traversed the stairs and stared down at the landing below them with curious gazes.
"Who is it?" Albus Dumbledore called, staring at the door with his wand raised as well. He cast a glance at his dour Potions Master, Severus Snape, who muttered under his breath and approached the door.
"The Queen's Guard Dog," a young male's voice called back with an icy tone. "We are here to see a… Sirius BlacK?"
"Who are 'we'?" Remus Lupin yelled back.
"Should I just break the door down?" another young male's voice called from outside the door.
"No because then we would have to replace it you nitwit," this was the silky baritone voice of a much older male than the previous two.
"It's James Potter and friends," a familiar voice called.
"James? Who are the Marauders and what form do they take?" Sirius immediately yelled back, looking at the others with wide eyes while Uriah's breath stopped in his throat.
"Marauders? You mean to tell me I have had a bloody prankster in my employ for how many years?" the first young male barked. "Wait, you didn't team up with Lizzie and decorate my mansion in pink by any chance, when Sebastian was training Grell?"
"I will not say a word," James responded. "Very well, the Marauders are Sirius Black, Padfoot, who takes the form of a large black dog, otherwise known as a Grim. Remus Lupin, Moony, who is a Werewolf…"
"A Werewolf! They actually exist?" the second male cried.
"Finny, we had a Demon Hound for a year before Bard killed him, remember," the third male said with an exasperated sigh.
"PLUTO!" Finny wailed.
"GET OFF! YOU'RE GETTING MY SHIRT WET!" the first male yelled.
"There was Peter Pettigrew, a rat and known as Wormtail. Little traitor he was, and then there was myself. James Potter, known as Prongs, and took the form of a stag," James answered with a chuckle.
Severus opened the door after getting a nod from Mad-Eye and the others, and he stared at the strange group. He was also the first to notice the fifth male standing off to the side, watching the small group with a soft smile.
James frowned when he noticed his wife kissing another man, just in the shadows but they weren't covered enough plus there was no masking her scent, which was laden with make-up. He coughed a few times before stepping by Severus, who sneered at him. He glanced back at Sebastian and nodded with a sad smile as the other male also noticed the two in the corner.
"So, James, where have you been?" Lily asked as James sat down at the dirty kitchen table.
James' eyes drifted over the dreary and grimy kitchen.
"Ick," Ciel grumbled as he drew his legs up into the chair. "Haven't any of you bothered to clean this place?"
"It's an ongoing process," Molly Weasley said as she fixed dinner. "You can sit down dear," she said, looking right at Harry who was standing a little distance away from her. "Dear, why don't you sit down?" she asked as Harry just stood there, watching her.
"Hmm? Oh, come here love," James called, scooting his chair back. He gave a very low grunt as Harry curled up in his lap and buried his face in the crook of James' neck.
Lily and the others excluding Sirius, Remus and Severus frowned at the sudden display of affection. "I see you have replaced me," Lily then sniped, glaring hatefully at her own son.
James froze as did his companions, and the fire below the pot of stew on the stove went out. "Replaced?" his voice was deadly quiet, and he lifted his eyes to meet the emerald eyes that he used to think Harry's resembled, but they didn't. He noted that hers were much duller and not as pretty.
"Yes. With that little disgusting freak, really James. He is probably the same age as our sons," Lily then said, her frown becoming deeper.
Harry stiffened in his father's arms as his eyes widened.
James snarled as his son went into a panic attack and started to hyperventilate, and he stood quickly before storming out of the room with Ciel, Sebastian, and Finny hot on his heels, the former two glaring at the room at large with death glares while the third continued past them, wanting to avoid the glares of death and despair. It was well known to them that certain words could trigger some of the buried memories even though Harry was well over a hundred in the body of a fifteen year old like Ciel himself was since Demons under 20 aged at a slow rate, a year for every 50 years that passed though at age 21 they completely stopped aging.
"Harry, Harry, come back to me now," James murmured as he kneeled beside the couch he had put his son on, and he stroked his son's hair like he used to do when Harry was a child.
The Order followed and watched as their once esteemed member brought the young lad out of some sort of trance.
"James, I'm afraid you will have to break it off with your young lover," Albus Dumbledore said with a sad frown internally wondering why he would have fallen in love with some so young in the first place.
"Hmm, I don't think he has too," Ciel said as he perched on the arm of the couch. It had become a habit of his to perch near Harry's head if he was laying down or was sick.
"You are the same age as that boy or there about!" Hermione butted in, her brown eyes narrowing. "Why, in the name of Merlin, are you so accepting of it?"
"Yeah, what if that was me… Dad?" Uriah spat.
"I COULD CARE LESS ABOUT YOU ALL!" James roared, spinning around, his eyes slowly becoming a bottomless black. "I would never start a relationship with someone who was not only mated to someone else but my own son," he snarled, his canines lengthening ever so slightly. "You didn't even bother to ask the names of my companions," he snarled before whirling around to look at Lily. "And you," he spat, his magic swirling around him in a purple haze. "You have the nerve to tell me that I replaced you?" his voice becoming deadly quiet. "I have spent the years separated from you alone. Turning down another's offer just so I could be with you. So you know what little miss slut, I think I will accept that same offer that I have been turning down, and there are no returns from this one," James growled.
`Yes!` Sebastian gleefully thought as he mentally did a jig though he would deny it if anybody found out.
`Well, looks like Death will be my new… Father-in-law? No wait, he already is. No Sebastian will now be related to me… wait, that isn't right either. He's the Prince of Hell… and I'm considered as his son… oh now I'm confused,` Ciel internally groaned.
"But James," Lily immediately simpered. "How was I supposed to know that he was our son?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.
"Seriously!" Finny and Ciel both cried.
"They looked like they could be twins!" Ciel said, narrowing his single sapphire blue eye. He just couldn't convince himself to get rid of the eye patch officially since he no longer needed it.
"I've even mistaken one for the other! And Sebastian yelled at me for it!" Finny cried, pointing at Sebastian.
"Why did you yell at Finny?" Ciel asked, looking at his butler.
"You know what, I can't seem to remember. I do remember yelling at him though. I think it had to do something with Harry going overboard on the garden and growing some gigantic Venus Flytraps. I think they may have eaten one of the, uh, intruders before I could get rid of them," Sebastian explained. "I think I ended up using Pluto and re-growing the entire garden."
"Ah, so that's what happened. I wondered why one minute it looked like a deadly gorgeous jungle and the next a barren wasteland before turning back into a nice clean garden," Ciel said as he nodded. "Well, I say we should retire for the night and get an early start tomorrow," he then said with a firm nod.
"But wait, you all haven't had dinner yet!" Molly cried.
Ciel's eye narrowed. "And we don't care to. You not only insulted one of my employees, but you also insulted my family name and caused someone who is dear to me to go into a panic attack. I think you have all caused enough trouble for us tonight. We will talk about why we are here in the morning. Good night," he said curtly before going up the stairs that creaked under each foot.
"James, you do know that I wasn't a part of this, right?" Sirius asked, staring at his long time friend who was helping his son up.
James stared into Sirius' eyes with his own black ones, making Sirius feel like he was having his soul stared into. "Yes," he said simply before going up the stairs as well with Sebastian hot on his heels, leaving Finny the last to follow since James had one of his son's arms draped over his neck.
"Finnian, isn' it? Could you tell James that we are sorry?" Dumbledore asked with a grandfatherly smile, his light blue eyes twinkling madly. "And that Lily just got a little lonely?"
"No. I can't. I won't," Finny said shaking his head. "The Young Master is the Queen's Guard Dog, and he expects loyalty to not only himself as the employer but also with colleagues. It is how we work, and how we have always worked. Mey-Rin, Bard, and I may have always gotten yelled at by Sebastian, tortured by Lady Elizabeth, but we were… are family. That won't change. You insulted Harry, a sweet child that hardly ever spoke to anyone except Mr. James, Mr. Sebastian, and the Young Master. To insinuate that Mr. James replaced his wife… ex-wife with Harry is just wrong. Mr. James refused everyone that tried to gain his attention," Finny said with another shake of his head. "Good night," he then said, solemnly walking up the stairs, dismissing the entire Order as he went.
"Wait, the Queen's Guard Dog? That is twice now that someone from their group mentioned it," Bill Weasley said as he scratched his head. "Who is this Queen's Guard Dog and what does he do?"
Everyone looked at each other with mystified expressions. "Albus?" Minerva McGonagall turned to the Headmaster of Hogwarts.
"I… I don't know. I've never rightly heard of him, so I can't be certain," Albus said as he shook his head. "Severus, has the Dark Lord mentioned him or do you know if he knows of him?"
Severus sneered at them before answering. "No. I don't, and I don't think he does. But I am not him, so I wouldn't know what he knows or does not know. Good night," he said sharply before storming up the stairs since Albus refused to let him leave this house unless he needed Potion ingredients or was called by the Dark Lord.
"Touchy," Sirius said with a slight frown.
"That man needs to eat," Molly said with an exasperated sigh. "I'll take some food up later after they've cooled off," she said before turning back to the kitchen.
The rest of the Order members looked at one another before following Molly into the kitchen, all wondering just who this Guard Dog was and what it meant for them.
Special thanks to my new Beta-reader: allenx14
I know her from school and is quite a lot of help on cleaning up this chapter.
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Also the crystal stag and how James got a human form will be explained in a later chapter.
