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Warning: This story is M only to be safe; but please expect the worst when reading just to be safe.
AN:
(11/29/2010) Original Chapter 1 Posted
(12/01/2010) Updated ch1, some time-line discrepancies have been sorted out.
(01/18/2010) spelling and grammar errors fixed when it was discovered on re-reading.
Harry Potter and the Heir's to Greatness
Chapter 1
"Moros… are you sure?"
"Yes Ganos, the approaching conflict will be too damaging for the people of Terra. The galaxy will fall, then the Universe, then the Omni-verse."
"What do you suggest?"
"Our children."
"Our children? Why would you suggest… You… There're still in the stasis pods aren't they Moros?"
"Yes…"
"I am going to temporarily ignore the fact that you lied to me and kept them alive all this time. What's your plan?"
"We wake them up, simple as that."
"I'm sure there is more to this plan of yours then just waking our children up?"
"You always could read me so well my dear Ganos."
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Harry Potter was miserable it was the 20th of July, and soon it would be his fifth birthday; two year's ago his parents sent him off to his Aunt and Uncles house. They told him they loved him, they told him that he would see them and his brother soon. He almost believed them, almost; as far as he was concerned, all they ever cared about was his brother, his twin, The-Boy-Who-Lived Alexander Potter; but it didn't matter.
Flashback
Harry hidden in the shadows of the stairs listened as his parents spoke to Dumbledore. He'd started to think his parents were more then mad at him since he showed them he could talk to snakes. He didn't understand why it was so wrong, most snakes were nice and he thought his parents would be proud that he could do something so cool. He thought his parents would finally say they are proud of him instead of his brother. But his daddy had hit him, yelling at him to hold his evil tongue and his mummy got all white and ran to call old man Dumbledore.
After that his Daddy sent him to his room… he hadn't been allowed out, or near his brother for days except for when old man Dumbledore did strange things to him with his wand. (AN: My friend pointed this out and I told him what I would tell you. Shut up you perverts and get your mind out of the gutter.)
"Please! Professor I know it's a sign of a dark wizard but is there anything we can do?" Lily said clearly in distress. "As I have said before, after James alerted me to young Harrison's unique abilities I ran several tests. What I haven't said is what I found. Alas, it seems that while Alexander's victory over Voldemort left more then a scar of dark magic on young Harry's forehead. Voldemort's essence seems to have leaked into Harry's magic and mind."
"Professor you don't think Harry is possessed by Him, do you? I know it's unusual for a three year old to be as smart or as advanced as Harry is, but still… wouldn't You-Know-Who have killed us already?" James asked as he comforted his now distraught wife.
"No, the situation is much more grave then a simple possession. A part of Voldemort's Dark Magic and mental prowess is slowly merging with Harry. It is just a guess, but while he wont become Voldemort, he may very well pick up the same mannerisms' and abilities that Voldemort possessed. Violent, jealous behavior would only be a start; as he got older Harry would no doubt gain a superiority complex, uncontrollable rage and the sadistic tendencies will follow as well. He would be what most muggles refer to as a sociopath. As you know, Alex needs the proper concentration, the focus, and the training for when Voldemort will return. Add that too the fame Alex already has and Harry will no doubt resent his brother. I know I resented my brother for less… If that is the case when Voldemort returns Harry will no doubt be jealous enough of the training Alex will be getting to turn on his brother. Harry is now as great a security risk to Alex as Peter would have been had Mr. Black not caught him and handed him over to the Auror's. I have already sealed the majority of Harry's magic. Harry must be sent to the Dursley's, the nature in which they will treat him will humble him enough so when we finally 'rescue' him with Alex leading the charge to get his brother back, Harry will be too grateful to betray Alex, and without his full magical power he will be dependant and forever loyal to his brother…"
Before Lily could make a comment James quickly interrupted her "We understand Professor, you can take him early tomorrow morning before Alex gets up so they cant protest; you know how close they are." Dumbledore simply nodded and left through the floo.
Harry didn't bother too protest when he was finally taken. His heart was broken hearing what his parents said… they only confirmed what he already knew… they did not love him like they loved his brother. Only now he knows why, he was evil. He deserved whatever fate is coming to him, he didn't complain as they brought him to the Dursley's being assured all the while that he's going to be well taken care of, that it was only for a short time, that it was for the best. He knew it was a lie, that he would be miserable and that he deserved everything that happened to him. Even if he was Evil, even if his family never really loved him, he loved his family too much to let himself taint them.
End flashback
July 21st (6 AM) Dursley Household, #4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging Surrey
"GET UP! Get up you little freak!" Yelled Vernon Dursley as he dragged Harry out of the cupboard. Having let out a loud yelp in pain. Vernon rounded on him with a punch to the gut.
"Be quiet whelp and listen! My boss is having renovations on his home kitchen and I have volunteered our home so we can entertain a client from America. Miss. Figg is away for the rest of the month so she can't take you. Your are to be quiet and so as not to let the Spade family know you're here or even that you existed. If all goes well this means a promotion, so you would do well to not have any freakishness tonight! Do you understand?" Harry nodded quickly, hoping to spare himself another beating.
"Good. Now, you will help my darling Petunia this afternoon in preparing dinner. After that you will remain in your room silent. With their money and influence the Spade's are the closest thing to American Royalty. The children, more specifically the Daughter is Dudley's age and I won't have you getting in the way of their future friendship. Now get working on breakfast!" Giving Harry a shove toward the kitchen Vernon left to go back upstairs and get dressed for work.
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Same Time, Penthouse Sweet, Four Seasons Hotel, London England
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BE- Chru-Shuum
Waking up to the dull crash following the alarm Kari could already see where this day was heading. Letting out a muffled sigh she started to stretch hoping to wake up her still stiff limbs before turning her head to see the figure in the bed across from her. "Ace?"
"Frm mre mrinintz."(Five more minuets.) Rolling her eyes at the response after mentally translating the muffled sounds she decided to ask her question.
"Did you hit the sleep button?"
"Vrin ha mraner oov heekinm." (In a manner of speaking) She could already hear the sheepish guilt leaking through her brothers muffled voice.
Sending an accusing glare at the pile of pillows in the other bed where she knew her brother was burrowed in she decided to get him to elaborate and hopefully wake him up more. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Vai fink vi vrushet vit." (I think I crushed it.) Came the sound from the lump under the Duvet before it shifted slightly.
'Idiot.' Kari thought barely suppressing a smile. "That alarm was hotel property brother."
"Vree ran raay vro fit." (We can pay for it.) Was Ace's elegant response as he shifted again.
"That's not the point, it's the principle of the mat- oh never mind… Just get up already!" Kari shouted in exacerbation while fumbling out of bed toward the bathroom.
After washing up and getting dressed for the day constantly shouting thought the door about her opinions toward his behavior Kari straitened her skirt in the mirror before leaving the bathroom. Looking around she saw their hotel room was still dark. Glaring at the lump under the covers one thought ran through her mind. 'Lazy bum!' "Ace, that enough stop lazing about and get up and get dressed."
ZZzz shsst ZZZZZZZzzzzz shssst
Kari ground her teeth, her eyebrow twitching slightly. 'He's sleeping!' Slowly stalking toward her brother bed Kari griped the Duvet in her hands before ripping it off the bed and yelling, "Get! UP!"
Flash Blinking the spots out of her eyes she looked down to see her fully clothed and ready brother grinning like an idiot and holding a camera.
"Good morning sister dearest. I must say that you are very photogenic in the morning. Just look at this wonderful picture of you! I think I will call it 'PMSing 5 Year Old' just for fun." Ace said in a mischief filled voice.
Seeing red Kari ground out angrily "Ace, give me the camera…"
Ace grinned before giving a fake innocent look "Why? Don't you have your own?"
"Delete it now!" Kari yelled pointing at the offending camera.
Adopting a thinking pose Ace scratched his chin. "Hmnn… Nope."
Kari dove for the camera and chaos ensued.
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It wasn't long before Uncle Vernon's guests arrived. As soon as Aunt petunia spotted the limousine pulling down the street Harry got two good shots to the stomach and face for good measure as a reminder not to make any noise before being locked in the cupboard under the stairs. Everything went dark.
When Harry got over his dazed state he noticed that his uncle chained his arms up again, with his uncles folded up camera tripod hanging messily off the wall and poking into his side. Normally his uncle would save the chains for when he would take pictures. Harry didn't know what they were for, only that he had to pose and be in various states of undress for them, and sometimes it would be a video camera and he would be instructed to do things. Shifting a bit to get more comfortable Harry tried to shrug the tripod off him. Only to end up having it fall and hit him on his bruised stomach making him let out a loud yelp of pain.
An Hour Earlier
Ace's POV
Ace sighed glancing back toward the House's front door. Taking note of the small knowing grin Ambassador Charley Reyes shot him.
Uncle Charley was an old friend of his fathers from back in elementary school. They had always been inseparable and the reason his father had taken an interest in further expanding Spade Corporate into local English businesses. He is also the reason they were in the Dursley's house. Charley had picked this drill company as his Father's first local investment. Grunnings was a mediocre success at best… thus they were visiting to see if the company is good for a fix up if they buy it. He knew his father only dragged along Charley because his he did not want to put up with the Dursley's alone. Charley suggested bringing Ace and Kari along so they would not be the only miserable ones, with all the sucking up and ass-kissery that was bound to come from the Dursley's and Mr. Grunning owner the owner of Grunnings Drills.
Glancing too his left he could already see his sister ready to gag at how the fat and obnoxious little boy was practically pushed on her by his own parents, completely ignoring him… 'As if Kari would ever take a liking to that brat… besides we're five! How can you expect a five year old to fall in love or something? It's a miracle that as a five year old Kari doesn't believe in cootie's and by the looks of Dudley's face he still does.' Ace razed his eyebrow at the look Kari shot him. 'Apparently Kari thinks the same thing I do. This is going to be a long night… should have brought the camera…'
Normal POV
After a long dinner the 'kids' were shooed upstairs by Petunia, much to the protest of Kari and Ace… mostly Kari as Ace was finding the situation hilarious. Eventually after some quick thinking Ace managed to duck out of Dudley's room. He was more interested in seeing his Father in action, haggling over numbers and statistics and market fluctuations' with the poor Mr. Grunnings who has no idea that he was going to be bombarded with so many well-educated questions about the purchase. From what Ace had heard Mr. Grunnings thought this was a done deal and the dinner and going over the books was just a formality. When the truth was his Father found various irregularities in the Grunnings Books and this was the chance to ask questions without Grunnings Solicitors cutting the meeting short.
Ace grinned and let out his idea of a small evil laugh. Which in truth sounded like a Saturday morning cartoons goofy-villain laugh because of his young vocal cords. Not that Ace would ever admit it…
Walking past the bottom of the staircase he could hear the stammering of Mr. Grunnings and Dursley already. Then he heard something else from right next to him. A muffled yelping noise coming from the broom closet under the staircase. Placing his ear against the door he heard some grunting noises. 'Do the Dursley's have a Dog? That would have made this at least a remotely interesting night had they not locked it up.' Moving back Ace started to giggle the doorknob a bit. "Locked… damn." 'Maybe if I…' pulling out his wireframe sunglasses and breaking off the ends Ace shoved the tips into the door lock skillfully picking it before giving the handle another twist.
He heard a click. 'Yahtzee! And they say you can't learn anything from TV…'
Ace could practically feel the excitement as the door opened. He loved dogs; he had been begging his father to get one for him and his sister for ages…
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In the other room the Vernon Dursley and Walter Grunnings were shocked out of their stupor when they heard a voice call out. "Dad! Come quick and call 911!" (AN: I know in England it's 999 but Ace is American and five years old.)
Dr. Jonathan Spade and Ambassador Charley Reyes recognized the voice as Ace immediately and ran into the hallway. They saw the broom closet open and Ace staring eyes wide at something in it.
"Ace? What is it son?" Mr. Spade said slowly walking toward his son.
Ace didn't respond he just slowly got down on his knees and scooted toward whatever he was looking at hands razed acting as non-threatening as possible mumbling something softly that nether Jon or Charley could understand. Taking initiative Jon walked toward where his son was finally seeing what his son was looking at. "Charles, call the police and the embassy."
"Jon? What is-"
"YOU! Get away from there! Now!" Charley was nearly tossed to the ground as Vernon Dursley came barreling toward Ace only to fall to the ground gasping from a strong clothesline, and follow-up jab to the neck courtesy of Mr. Spade. The shouts of "Dursley!" "Vernon!" and "Da!" "Dad!" ringing out.
Ace ignored all the commotion going on around him strangely drawn to the shivering and beaten boy in front of him. "I'm not going to hurt you. What's your name?"
"Harry." Ace barely caught the name it was spoken so low and the shouting from the adults was not helping.
"Harry?" Ace tested out watching at Harry's faint but affirmative nod. "Okay, Harry. My name is Ace. Ace Spade. Do you have a last name?"
"Used to, but not anymore." Harry said with a bit more confidence before flinching in pain the tripod digging further into his stomach. Ace moved further into the cupboard until he was right next to Harry before lifting the tripod off Harry gently.
Harry gave a muffled "Thanks." Before looking away from Ace. 'Why is he being so nice to me? I'm an evil freak! What happens when he finds out? He'll hate me if I don't warn him now.'
"You shouldn't help me Ace." Harry said looking at the wall not wanting to meet Ace's gaze.
"What? Why not? Your in trouble and hurt!" Ace said accusingly, but immediately regretting it when he saw Harry flinch at the tone and mumble something. Scooting closer Ace softly spoke "Sorry for yelling… what did you say? I couldn't here you."
"I said you shouldn't help me because I am evil!" Harry yelled before whipping his head around and facing Ace.
Ignoring the fact that there faces were practically touching and shoving it to the back of his mind Ace frowned at Harry's answer "Why would you ever think your evil?"
"My daddy said that to me. He sent me here, to lean to be good like my brother and mum." Harry said I reverting to his soft voice and looking at the wall again.
Suddenly Harry felt a pair of arms grab him around the waist. At first he flinched at the contact before looking and seeing Ace wrapping him in a hug. "Your not evil." Ace whispered gently into Harry's ear. "Never say you are. Your parents are wrong. I have been around you for barely a minute and I know you're a scared kid, a confused kid, but never evil. You are too nice to be evil."
"But my daddy and mommy said-"
"Then their idiot's." Ace snapped, causing Harry to flinch again. "Sorry for yelling again." Ace quickly mumbled. "Zzalright." Harry murmured back, slowly and awkwardly sinking into the embrace before stopping.
Ace hearing a ringing sound and noticing Harry stop. Looked toward the source and realized that Harry was still bound to the handcuffs above there head. Ace let go of the hug before flashing a grin at Harry's questioning look. "Maybe we should hug after I get you out of the cuffs?"
'Well my sunglasses are ruined… why not go for a full set.' Reaching into his pocket Ace pulled out his reading glasses and broke the ends off them.
"Um… what are you doing?" Harry asked wondering why Ace would break his own glasses.
Ace flashed a soft smile at Harry, before inserting the ends from the broken glasses into the handcuffs and starting to fiddle with them. "Getting you out of here." Ace said before pausing for a second in thought and then starting to fiddle again.
Harry watched transfixed at what Ace was doing with his glasses. A click was heard and one of Harry's arms fell lose, then another click and the next one came free.
Harry absentmindedly massaged his wrists still silently, amazed at how Ace got his hands free. "Hey… Harry?"
Harry looked up from his wrists to see Ace holding a hand out to him. In at thick face Sothern drawl said, "What'd you say we get the hell out of dodge, ehh… partner?"
As eloquent as ever Harry having no clue what the hell Ace said gave a "Huh?"
"It's a line from a old TV show. It mean's quote 'take my hand and let's get out of here friend.' End quote. Get it?"
Harry nodded slack jawed before taking Ace's hand. Ace tried to help him up but it proved to be a bad idea as Harry gave a grunt in pain. Bending down Ace gave Harry a once over before putting his arm around Harry's back helping to support his weight "Once I get you out of this… you and me are sooo going on a vacation, maybe the Bahamas or something, because I'ma getting to old for this shit."
"But you're my age…" Harry pointed out.
"It's another paraphrased Movie quote it's from… Your know what, never mind, forget the vacation… you and me are going to watch a few movies and I'm going to teach you all about the elegant arts of cinema and quoting."
Harry turned his head to look at Ace "You're a very strange guy…" before blushing at what he said and muttering a 'Sorry'
Letting out a friendly laugh Ace shook his head, "You have no idea…"
Once outside the broom closet, Ace and Harry saw the aftermath of the fight they had earlier ignored. The two bodyguards Charley left outside were now inside and holding down Mr. Dursley. Mr. Grunnings was pinning Mrs. Dursley in a sleeper hold a kitchen frying pan on the floor next them. 'Petunia must have tried to hit him. Heh… didn't know that old guy had it in him.' Ace thought musingly. His sister was pinning Dudley to the floor in a pronating wristlock, face bloodied. From his sisters disheveled hair and the red mark on her arm Dudley tried to blitz her. Ace let out an involuntary shiver 'Really bad idea.' Looking toward the front door, Charley was on the phone with what sounded like the Embassy. His Dad talking on the phone as well to what sounded like the Police.
"W-what? How?"
Ace glanced at the stunned look Harry had and smiled. "Can you walk by yourself?"
Harry nodded numbly, mouth still hanging open.
Letting his arm drop from Harry's waist Ace still held himself against Harry in case he fell. "You think this is cool. You should see how rowdy it gets at the tri-annual company picnics." Ace laughed at the dumb look Harry gave him.
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Ace woke up and felt a hand wrap around his waste he just smiled and relaxed already knowing it was Harry's. It had been nearly two months since they had gotten back home with Harry. Even though Ace ended up with Harry in his bed some nights after he'd wake up from nightmares, he didn't mind; Ace would protect his little brother with all he had.
Thinking back at the last few months Ace smiled. The whole night at the Dursley's and the following debacle had been an international incident in the making with Uncle Charley in the mix. With pressure put on the official's by various US and UK government offices it wasn't long before Harry was declared a ward of the state, and then after slight prompting by Ace he was adopted by Jonathan Spade. Vernon Dursley was tried and found guilty of various crimes including Child Pornography and Child Abuse. With the media attention as well as the fame of the party's involved it had lit a fire under police to make it a High Profile case; it took all of 30 seconds for the sentence to come down as guilty.
After a commotion with the authorities on having not been able to find records on Harry's parents and the DNA showing that Petunia was indeed his nearest blood relative. She got custody over Harry for three seconds before she signed it over too the state. A week later and they were passing customs and Harry was given an American Passport under the name Harry James Spade.
Looking over at his clock he saw it said 6am. 'Well time to get ready… I hope our first day at school with Harry will go alright.'
AN: What do you think? Six hours… two in front of the computer with barely a paragraph of original work. Then Inspiration! It started as a rewrite and took a completely different direction then what I intended. I just kept writing and editing until I ended up with something different then what I started with. I hope you all like it and it lives up to your expectations. I have already started working on rough drafts of the next few chapters… I hope I get inspired like I did with the first chapter.
Keep in mind you can help! I still need a beta and any recommendations would be great! If you have any ideas on where I can take this story please email me. My mind overflows with ideas and I rarely get to focus on one direction. Reviews that are constructive and full of passion are great and will receive special shout outs. Any reviews that prompt me to write something specific or give me a bout of inspiration will be given special thanks and possibly a guest appearance as a character.
Do not expect a chapter to spring up so soon unless I have another bout of inspiration though. I still have Finals to finish for school you know.
Thank you, and goodnight ladies and gentlemen.