Harry Potter is nearly fifteen. He was nearly killed at the end of the previous school year. Forced to compete in the Triwizard Tournament, he was transported, along with fellow Hogwarts champion Cedric Diggory, to a graveyard. The Dark Lord Voldemort ordered Peter Pettigrew to kill Diggory, as he was deemed the spare. After Harry was restrained, his blood was used in a dark ritual which returned Voldemort to a human body, even if it was distinctly snake looking in a way. Now Voldemort is back, most likely regaining his power and consolidating his forces. And where is Harry? Why he is laying on the tiny bed in the nearly empty room in the house full of people that hate him.

He is laying own his stomach, as his back is still painful from the beating that his uncle had given him earlier that night. He was severely beaten, but the back was the worst, as his uncle had repeatedly struck him with the belt, making sure that the buckle landed. Now he was locked in the room again, and again, without food.

This summer had been the worst yet. More work, less food, more yelling, and worse beatings. It was made even worse as none of his supposed friends had sent him any letters. Like hell those assholes never really care for him so why should he care about them now. He thought as he slowly got up and pulled out the knife that he kept hidden in his room all this time. Slowly walking towards the door and slowly opening the door and smiled that his stupid uncle, didn't lock his door to night. Walking down the stairs as silently as he could. Harry saw that his uncle was watching tv.

Harry glared hatefully at the giant waste of flesh before him. Harry slowly walked behind his uncle. smiled evilly as he thrust his weapon into the man's right shoulder. Vernon immediately recoiled and went to grab it, but his nephew to was fast, to be stopped. Eyes shining with excitement and adrenaline, Harry repeatedly pierced the blade into any part of his uncle that he could reach.

Vernon, anger having been replaced with terror, gave up trying to claim the knife and began crawling frantically for the front door. He continually coughed up blood from the punctured lung he'd received in the frenzy moments before. A sound similar to a whimper left him when Harry crawled on top of him and began to wage war on the man's unprotected back. The wizard laughed with the exhilaration he was feeling, knowing Vernon would never be able to hurt him again.

"Not so tough now, are you Uncle," Harry asked the pathetic man beneath him. The only answer he received was the wheezing gurgle as he slowly drowned in his own blood. Loving the idea of his uncle suffering as much as possible, Harry sat back and watched the life slowly leave his tormentor. Panting as the rush of adrenaline began to leave him, the teen never lost the smile on his face as he moved to where he could meet the other's gaze.

"Nothing to say now, Vernon? Cat got your tongue?" Harry chuckled as the desperate eyes began pleading for his life. He looked around at the living room. Blood was everywhere. Seeing bits of flesh mixed in with the various splatters pushed his excitement to a new level. "You know… despite my loathing for everything that represents Gryffindor, I think red just might be my new favorite color." He grinned as Vernon's wheezes began tapering off. "I wonder if Petunia and Dudley's blood is the exact same shade as yours… I guess we'll just have to see."

That was the last thing Vernon Dursley heard as the life faded from his panicked eyes completely.

Despite his final taunting words to his hated uncle, Harry wasn't quite feeling up to committing another gruesome murder just yet. The pounding of his head competed fiercely with the burning in his chest from where his ribs were broken. Once the adrenaline had completely left him, Harry could do little more than drag himself backward and rest against the wall. He belatedly realized after inspecting a suspicious stinging coming from his hand that the knife must have slipped at some point and opened a gash there. Reaching behind him, the teen picked up a blood-soaked pillow and removed the case in order to wrap the cloth around his wound. Harry smiled it's going to be a long night he thought as he closed his eyes and without thinking twice, Harry was up and had his hand closed around Petunia Dursley's throat, cutting off her hysterics. "Shut up you stupid muggle!" Harry yelled at his aunt.

Dudley, who had hidden inside his room as soon as he saw his cousin killed his father, decided to be brave for the first time in his life and attacked Harry who was hurting his mother. Without letting go of his captive, Harry grabbed the pudgy boy by the hair with his free hand and us his magic turn his teeth to fangs and buried deep into his neck, feasting heartily on the now squealing boy's blood. Petunia, upon witnessing the oncoming death of her precious son, began fighting with everything she had. Her blows were vastly ineffectual against Harry's body and soon she screamed in anguish, as much as she was able in her current position, as Dudley's corpse flopped down to the floor beside his father's.

Harry smirked at Petunia and licked his lips. " Dudley's blood was exquisite. I'd try yours, but I'm feeling a little full right now, so I guess I'll just have to let you go free." As soon as he finished talking he let go of her and used his magic to turn his hand into claws. Harry slash open her throat. "Or not." She immediately slid down the wall in shock, covering the grotesque wound with a hand as if she would be able to halt the massive flow of blood. Smiling in seeing his aunt die in front of him. Harry walked over to his so-called room and walked into the restroom and looked into the mirror. closing his eyes Harry concentrated his Magic on his metamorphmagus abilities changing his appearance completely no longer Harry James Potter the boy-who-lived.

Standing in his place was a completely different person. His skin was now a fair, shade of Olive complexion, his face was different, the cheekbones were higher and sharp. His lips were slightly fuller. His nose was straight and sharp. but his eyes were now two different colors while his left eye remains an emerald green color his right eye became a deep shade of sapphire blue. with a scar that seemed to be an extended part of his lightning bolt scar going straight down his eye down to his cheek. His hair was no longer a rat nest, but instead dark black that almost looks a dark blue in a certain light and it was also silky smooth and fell below the nape of his neck. After marveling over his new face, he turned his attention to the rest of his body. (think how Taito from the Vocaloids with black hair and the Medical eye patches also included.

He removed his blood covered shirt and shorts and noticed that, while he was still slim, he was no longer skeletal looking. His chest was smooth with defined pecs. His abdomen had eight pairs of bumps. His thighs were bigger, but not overly so, and his legs were muscled. His arms were muscled as well, and like the rest of his body were still slim. His entire body was lithe muscle, completely toned with no sight of fat anywhere. It was also completely smooth other than his head, eyebrows, and a dark trail from his belly button to his pelvic area.

After few minutes of just looking at the changes to his body, Harry comes to the realization that he just killed his remaining family members there was no doubt in his mind he will be sent to prison or Worse Azkaban. Quickly getting dressed and started packing his belongings into his new trunk that he kept hidden from the Dursleys that contain all his precious valuables. Harry walked over to Hedwig's cage and let her out as he looked at the barred window, using wandless magic and using a spell that he invented and said: "window, window paper thin open up I'm going in." And watched as his spell open the window and got rid of the bars Looking at Hedwig Harry told her not to come back, but to find somewhere safe and stay there until he could leave. Watching Hedwig go. Harry used wandless magic to shrink his trunk and place it in his pocket. Quickly pulling on his cloak and sneaking out of his room and walking quietly downstairs after glaring at the dead bodies of his hated family once more Harry smiled as an idea came into his mind.

He directed a fiendfyre into the cupboard where he'd spent his youth and ran outside. Turning toward the Dursley's house for the final time, Harry cast a morsmordre into the sky above the burning building. Harry quickly disappeared before the screams of the neighbors began.

Time skip

Apparated to Gringotts, Harry apparated in front of Gringotts, ignoring the people walking around Diagon Alley at that late hour of the night. he stood in front of a desk and waited for the goblin to acknowledge him. After a few long minutes the goblin raised his head and asked: "Yes? How can I help you?" "yes, I need to speak to Ragnok "Harry said. And next he knew Harry sat in a comfortable plush chair in front of the Head Goblin's desk. The office was spacious, despite the small stature of the person it belonged to. Around the desk were seated several other Goblins and each held a stack of papers.

"Mr. Potter, may I inquire as to where you've been since the thirty-first of July, this year?" the Head Goblin Ragnok, asked.

Harry gave him a calculating look. "I just have one question. If Voldemort were to walk in here and demand entrance into his vault, would you deny him and hand him over to the Aurors?" he asked.

Ragnok gave him a feral grin, "We only handle the money Mr. Potter. Wizarding affairs don't really concern us."

Harry nodded in understanding, With the way people treated them, of course they would think that.

Few min later

"I didn't know that Potter was an Ancient and Noble House, or that Sirius made me his heir, or that I was emancipated. I also didn't know that the Ministry is pushing to list House Elves as Dark Creatures all because they can Apparate through any wards out there and have a brand of magic, much like the Goblins do, that wizards can't seem to replicate. I didn't know that I had more than one vault here and I didn't know that Dumbledore has been keeping information from me. So, I decided to come and see you first, because I am very confused."

Ragnok did not look pleased with what he was saying.

"You mean to tell me that Albus Dumbledore, your Magical Guardian, never once informed you of your lordship and the duties that come with it? Nor anything about Sirius Black's involvement in your future?" he growled.

Harry shook his head.

Ragnok snapped his fingers and several pieces of parchment filled his desk along with a silver dagger. "Please take this and put some blood on the center parchment?" he said, holding out the blade.

Harry looked skeptical, "The last time someone took my blood, they resurrected a Dark Lord."

The grin was back, "Your blood will reveal all of your ancestral houses and where your lordship comes from. The parchment will be locked in your family vault."

Harry took the dagger and made a small cut on his finger. He then let a drop fall on the clean surface of the parchment and waited.

Writing appeared as he sucked on his finger. And slowly all the other pieces of parchment were covered as well. Several boxes appeared in front of Ragnok and he let out a whistle.

"We knew you were special, Mr. Potter, but we never assumed this much."

He collected the papers and set them in order. He cleared his throat and began to read.

Harrison Jamison Evans Potter. Son of Jamison Harrison Potter and Lillian Faith Evans Potter.

Descendant of:

The Ancient and Noble House of Potter(by blood).

The Ancient and Noble House of Black(by blood).

The Most Ancient House of Peverell(by blood).

The Most Ancient House of Gryffindor(by blood).

The Most Ancient House of Hufflepuff(by blood).

The Most Ancient House of Ravenclaw(by blood).

The Most Ancient House of Slytherin (by blood)

The Ancient House of Merlin(by magic).

The Ancient House of Le Fay(by magic).

Accumulative Wizengamot Seats:

Potter: Three seats on the Wizengamot.

Black: Seven seats on the Wizengamot.

Peverell: Three seats on the Wizengamot.

Gryffindor: One seat on the Wizengamot.

Hufflepuff: One seat on the Wizengamot.

Ravenclaw: One seat on the Wizengamot.

Slytherin: One seat on the Wizengamot.

Boulstridge: One seat on the Wizengamot.

Leatherby: One seat on the Wizengamot.

Inheritances:

siren (creature, mother's side), Metamorphmagus ( father's side), Invisibility Cloak(object, birthright), the Elder Wand(object, birthright) Sword of Gryffindor(object, birthright), Ravenclaws Diadem(object, birthright), Slytherin locket (object, birthright) 12 Grimmauld Place(object, birthright), Potter, Black, Peverell, Gryffindor, and Ravenclaw, Slytherin Manors(objects, birthrights) and all of Hogwarts including: Gryffindor Tower, Ravenclaw Tower, Slytherin dungeons, Greenhouses, Quidditch Pitch, Library, Come and Go Room, three of the Founders Room and of the Great Hall(objects, birthright).

Potter vaults:

777- Monies: 777,000,000 Galleons, 69,000 Sickles, 138,909 Knuts.

778- Monies: 472,000,000 Galleons, 78,001 Sickles, 1,200 Knuts.

779- Monies: 6,098,372,000 Galleons, 67,874,003 Sickles, 1 Knut.

780- 732 Tapestries, 16 sets of Silver Crockery, 4 sets of Gold Crockery, various Jewels, Books, several Runners, 5 diamond Chandeliers and 7 trunks of Gold Woven Dress Robes.

Black vaults:

12- Monies: 189,903,976,000 Galleons, 12 Knuts.

314- Monies: 645,971,002 Galleons, 17,010 Sickles, 154 Knuts.

717- 184 Tapestries, 12 sets of Gold Crockery, various Jewels, several trunks of dress robes.

Books: Black Magick(By Phineas Nigellus Black) written in Parseltongue and Salazar Slytherin's complete autobiography, written in Parseltongue.

Peverell vault:

7- Monies: 135,975 Galleons, 978, 673, 000 Sickles, 175 Knuts.

8- 12 Tapestries.

Books: Alchemy Through the Ages(original text, author unknown), Notes on the Deathly Hallows Origin and Merlin's pointed hat(gift from Merlin himself).

Gryffindor vault:

1- Monies: 979,349,912,000 Galleons, 17,000 Knuts.

Books: Hogwarts: the Sentience Within(written by Godric Gryffindor) and the complete autobiography written in Gobbledegook by Godric Gryffindor.

Ravenclaw vault:

2- 1,734,087,012 Galleons, 175,487,523 Sickels, 163,963 Knuts.

Books:The Complete Works of Rowena Ravenclaw, Logic or Absurdity: Which Controls the Heart?, Knowledge is Power Septum Peccata.

Slytherin vault:

1- Monies: 979,349,912,000 Galleons,, 175,487,523 Sickels, 163,963 Knuts.

Books: The Complete Works of Salazar Slytherin, different ways to use Parseltongue Magic, how to raise your own basileus.

Other:

Books: The Complete Works of Merlin, Morgan Le Fay's personal Journal, History of the Dark Arts(once owned by Lady Circe, or so claimed by Merlin himself) and Magicks Around the World.

Wands: Godric Gryffindor's wand(12", Yew, Dragon Heartstring core), , Rowena Ravenclaw's wand(10", Beechwood, Unicorn tail hair core) and Antioch Peverell's wand(15", Elder, Thestral hair core).

Lordship Rings:

Potter, Black, Peverell, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

Other Rings:

Merlin's treasured Malachite Ring(said to enhance any emotion, thus making any spell infinitely more powerful, as it is being fueled by the strong emotions of the caster) and Morgan Le Fay's, Ring of Life(said to drain the life out of anyone who attempts to filch it, yet to be proven). Now Lord Potter please place your hand in this ball," Griphook said gesturing to a glass ball that he pulled out of one of his draws and set it on the table in front of Harry. Harry nodded and sat up before reaching his hand into the ball and pulled out several rings that had appeared in Harry's hand when he pulled his hand out of the glass ball, there was a red and gold one, a silver and green one, a black and silver one, a silver ring with a blue diamond, a silver ring with an ebony gem, a silver ring with a purple gem and the last ring was silver with a black gem

"There you have the Gryffindor ring, the Slytherin ring, the Black heir ring, the Peverell, ring and Ravenclaw rings and Merlin and Morgan rings "

You can place all but one ring on one finger and they will mold into one ring for you."

Harry nodded. As he placed all the rings on his index finger of his right hand and watched as they molded into one ring, combining the crests together to form one big crest in the middle of a White Sapphire gem.

"By claiming all these rings, you are now seen as an adult in the Wizarding world, and you also have access to all your vaults, which brings me onto this." As Ragnok held up a card that looked a lot like a muggle credit card

"This is a Gringotts card, with a drop of your blood it will give you access to all the money in your vaults so you don't have to carry it all with you, now if you please?" Ragnok asked as Harry nodded again and held out his hand, as Ragnok pricked Harry's finger letting a few drops of blood to drop onto the card before the cut healed up. And we'll be able to get all the money that was stolen from your Vaults Lord Potter. Ragnok said with an evil grin on his face.

After dealing with the goblins Harry went to take his OWLS and NEWTS and managed to get Outstanding in every subject due to the massive amount of studying he had put himself through. Playing the Stupid child act was just raining on his nerves. Harry no longer had to play the part and he was actually the smartest wizard in his generation smarter than Hermione Granger.

Smiling in thought he finally of being free of Dumb Lahore and band of flaming chickens now he was off to Forks Washington to start his new life.

Meanwhile at Forks, Washington

Alice Cullen stared out the bedroom window of her family's home, listening to her mate who was playing on his piano. It was one of the many songs Edward had written for her and the music floated throughout the house. The soft notes washed over her, making her feel relaxed. Alice let her mind drift off to the rest of her family, Carlisle and Esme had gone out for a walk needing some time away from the 'kids'. Rosalie and Emmett were out hunting, having gone the limit of not drinking blood, and Jasper... Jasper was in his room, listening to Edward play as well, just like he always did when he wasn't reading. Or skulking around, she thought fondly.

The vampire seer suddenly stiffened and braced herself against the wall as she was hit by a vision.

Hard yet smooth, marble-like hands ran across a young teenager's naked chest, tweaking and rubbing his nipples before they slid down to his stomach, nails digging into the flesh lightly as they made invisible patterns. The black haired boy let out a whine, arching up and encouraging the body above him. Jasper let out a purr before he lowered his cold lips and followed the same path his fingers had just travelled, sucking and nipping at the soft skin.

The boy keened in pleasure, face flushed, but then he shied away from the attention that Jasper lavished upon him, his head turning away. He twisted his upper body but the iron grip on his hips held him in place. The others' mouth moved away, gold eyes staring into hypnotic mix colored eyes one emerald green and deep sapphire blue. as they silently admonished him for disturbing his exploration.

"No." The boy suddenly found himself whispering as he continued to stare up. "Wait. Please."

"Mine." The melodic voice growled out. "Not theirs, mine!"

"I know," He choked out. "I'm sorry but we didn't even do anything. I swear he was just helping me…Jasper…"

Jasper growled again.

"Mine. My mate, mine." Jasper said repeated. "My Liam."

"Yours," Liam whimpered, sinking his own fingers into Jasper's blond locks and tugging the head closer to his own.

The body pressed down against him and, taking the hint, Jasper pressed his mouth hard onto Liam's. And Liam responded, parting his lips and trying to lighten the harsh kiss bestowed upon him. Relief flooded his system now that he knew that his lover had calmed down somewhat. He let out a small sigh as Jasper leaned away, moving his head to nuzzle Liam's neck.

"Yours," Liam repeated. "I love you, Jasper."

Alice was pulled back into herself. She shivered, happiness filling her as the realization that she had just viewed Jasper with his mate hit her. Her brother won't be alone for much longer, he would finally feel complete. And, judging by the time of the vision, this Liam will be arriving around the time school starts again. Giggling softly, she started to mentally sing, thrusting her vision to the back of her mind. It wouldn't do if Edward found out via her thoughts; the surprise would be ruined otherwise.

Well, it looked like there will be a new student heading for Forks this year. One that will be an added addition to their family.