The Peverell Descendant
DISCLAIMER: I, Harbinger Of Order do not own Harry Potter and the following story is related to the works of J.K. Rowling . I claim no Ownership.
P.S. This is just a clarification: I am not against Slash pairing but I can not do justice to it so this will be a NonSlash Story. I apologize if this offends you.
31 October 1981; Godric's Hollow, England
It was Halloween. This was the day most of the children dress up in their favorite costumes and go out for "trick or treat". Children in costumes travel from house to house and ask for candy with the phrase "Trick or treat!"
This was the time of the year when many teenagers and a few eager adults dress up in weird costumes to get into the "festive sprit", so a costumed person catching the attention of everybody in his vicinity was quite unusual at this day. The weird part was that it was not his costume that was noticed by these people, but the sudden chill that travelled up their spine as he walked past them because of which people were wary of him and gave him a wide berth.
He casually walked down the streets as if he owned the place as people around him looked away uneasily.
The person, after reaching his destination peered between two similar-looking houses. He waited for some time seemingly doing nothing. Suddenly the two houses moved aside to make room for another house that magically appeared.
This new house that popped up from nowhere did not look like the two other houses at all. It looked cozier…..more like a home than the other houses.
If you were to peer inside through the window, you would see a baby clapping his hands trying to catch the sparkles emitted from the wand of a man who was trying to entertain him.
Scoffing at this, Lord Voldemort cast a Homenum Revelio at the house. This spell revealed the human presence in its surroundings. According to the spell, there are three humans in the house. Satisfied with the results, Lord Voldemort walked up to the front door and with a wave of his wand blast the door open.
"Dorea, its him! Take Andrew and run, I will hold him back." said the man from inside the house.
The man was defenseless as he did not have his wand. Lord Voldemort sneered at his stupidity. "Lord Potter" he mocked him "I give you one chance to save your life. Stand down". The "Lord Potter" charged at Voldemort with his fist shaking intending to strike down the Dark Lord. Lord Voldemort mentally shook his head the man stupidity and flicked his wand at the man's direction. A jet of green light left the tip of his wand and struck "Lord Potter" before he could strike Lord Voldemort. The body fell down with a thump on the floor. Lord Voldemort looked at the man with a final sneer and climbed the stairs.
He used another Homenum Revelio to find where the woman was hiding with the boy. But the woman had expected that and blocked it using the family wards around this place. He was impressed at the woman's cunning but it only bought her a few minutes at best.
So Lord Voldemort blast open all of the doors on the second floor. In the last door, he saw the woman standing in front of her grandson protectively with her wand drawn.
"Stand aside foolish woman, I do not wish to kill another pureblood today," said Lord Voldemort sneering at her.
The woman he was referring to was Dorea Potter-née-Black. She was taking care of Andrew on the request of James and Lily who were accompanying Harry to his first "Trick-or-Treat". Her hands were shaking with fear. She did not fear her death but the death of her grandchild whom the dark lord had come to kill.
She calmed herself, steadied herself and said "I will not let you harm my grandchild. Stu-" Before she could finish the spell, she fell down dead courtesy of the killing curse fired by Voldemort.
He then turned towards the child, looked him into the eyes and fired the killing curse.
The spell sped towards the infant striking him at his head but miraculously did not kill the infant. It bounced off from the head of the infant and hit the caster who was too surprised to dodge the spell.
Lord Voldemort did not expect that.
The spell hit him. He screamed. For the first time in his life, he experienced such excruciating pain. His the unusual circumstances leading to his death caused his body to turn to ash in a "Magical shortwave" causing the already unstable magic in the area to explode outwards. In his pain, he did not notice that a part of his soul broke and latched on to the nearest living source which was Andrew Charles Potter.
With a final agonizing scream, the wraith of the dark lord fled the scene of his first defeat.
Meanwhile, in Godric's Hollow
James and Lily Potter were roaming around the neighborhood with Harry. They had promised him that the next Halloween he would go trick and treating. Sirius who did not want to miss out his godson's first trick-or-treat accompanied them. Harry was carrying a sack full of candies and was happily approaching the passersby for treats. James, Lily and Sirius were accompanying him under Polyjuice. Harry even made friends with a few children living in the neighbourhood.
They were ecstatic to see him make so many friends as he had been cooped up in the cottage ever since the last year and for a growing child, staying in the house for an extensive period wasn't healthy.
Their train of thought stopped when the heard an explosion. They looked around for the source of the explosion. James noticed smoke coming from the general area of their cottage.
Fearing for the worst James dashed towards their home. Lily followed him after running towards Harry and picking him up. Sirius turned into Padfoot and followed both of them.
When they reached their home, they saw a few Muggles surrounding it.
'That is impossible. Our house is under the fidelus. Muggles or anybody should not be capable of seeing It.' was their first thought.
They caught the sight of the cottage when a few of the Muggles pointed towards it and left to call the fire brigade and the police.
Their precious cottage was on fire.
"MUM! DAD!" Shouted James as he ran towards the cottage.
He burst in through the door and saw Charlus lying near the stairs. Dead. He ran towards the body of his father and hugged it tight to his body sobbing all the while.
Lily and Sirius came in through the door and saw James clutching the body of his dead father and crying. Sirius ran up to the stairs and searched through all the rooms trying to find Dorea and Andrew.
In the final room, He found Dorea lying on the floor in front of a bawling Andrew who had a bleeding cut on his forehead in the shape of a lightning bolt.
Lily rushed in and hugged Andrew and started inspecting him for any wounds. But Sirius's eyes glazed with tears. He was devastated. This was the woman who had looked after him after he ran away from Number 12 Grimmauld Place when he was sixteen. She had all but adopted him as his second son was lying there dead.
He couldn't control it anymore and began sobbing clutching her. James soon entered the room fearing for the worst.
He was relieved to see Andrew alive but the relief was short lived when he saw the body of his mother.
A while later, a teary-eyed Lily and a confused Harry entered the main hall of House of Longbottoms via the floo which luckily wasn't damaged.
Lily explained the situation to the Longbottoms, who generously agreed to house the Potter family till they recover.
Harry woke up with a gasp. Recently, his dreams had been revolving around the death of his grandparents and for the past few days, he would often see their dead bodies in his dream.
The last time this happened was when he was five and was sorely missing his grandparents.
He stepped out of the bed an approached the bathroom.
'Why did I begin seeing these dreams again?' thought Harry as he finished his bath.
He sat down at the dining table and picked up a plate. A house-elf appeared in front of him and asked in a squeaky voice "What does young Master Harry want for breakfast?"
Harry thought for a few minutes and replied "I would like some bread and eggs. Thank you."
"Will I be toasting the breads?" asked the elf
"Yes please," replied Harry. The house-elf nodded and disappeared.
He was halfway through his breakfast when the floo lit up and Sirius Black came out of it.
He looked around and smirked when his eyes landed on Harry calmly completing his breakfast.
"Morning Kiddo!" shouted Sirius enthusiastically.
Harry gulped down the toast and mumbled an unenthusiastic"mornin'".
"Awwww….Don't be like that Harry. You are going shopping for Hogwarts Materials. Cheer up."
Harry sighed and nodded.
Both of them knew why Harry was feeling down.
Right now Lily, James, Remus and Andrew were in a monastery in Tibet. They have been visiting many places to find out more about how Andrew survived the killing curse.
Remus had another reason to be there. He was in Tibet looking for better ways to control his furry alter-ego.
This was a usual occurrence in the Potter Household.
Lily and James along with Andrew travelled around the world visiting different capitals of magic in search of answers about Andrew's scar and his miraculous survival of the killing curse.
Remus also accompanied them from time-to-time, hoping that he might find a cure for his condition or at least a better way to control it without him ingesting Wolfsbane.
They usually were in the house during Halloween and stuck around till New Years. Because of this, they missed a lot of Harry's childhood. Harry did not resent them for that. In fact, in the recent years, he had come to look up to family as the most precious thing in the world. He was just disappointed that they couldn't take him along. Whenever he would ask this question to them, Lily and James would always smile at him sadly and reply "We want you to have a normal childhood Harry before you begin your schooling at Hogwarts."
After receiving the same reply every time he asked the question, Harry stopped asking altogether. His Parents noticed this and took him to the family library.
Flashback
This time before leaving for Tibet, James entered Harry's room and asked Harry to follow him. Harry put down the book he was reading and followed James who was sporting a beaming smile as he walked past the hallway into a huge room full of books.
James knelt down and affectionately put his hand on Harry's head and said "Harry, I know that this is difficult but remember one thing, we, me and your mother, will always love you and will always be there for you even if you don't want us it's because you are our son."
He stood up and smiled at the surprised look on Harry's face. He gestured at the books in the room and said "This is our family library. There are a lot of children's books and story books in the library too. I am sure you'd find them to be interesting. I never did, I used to hide here whenever I managed to prank my parents. They could never find me because they refused to entertain the thought that I would enter a library without somebody forcing me. Even though I've never read most of the books here, I used to spend most of my time here. Maybe it was the silence of this place…..but anyway, I wanted you to see this room before I leave for Tibet. I wanted to share this with you. And say goodbye. Your mother wanted to come too but it seems that Andrew doesn't want to leave you."
James turned around and said "Let's go back, there is something that I would like to give you"'
Harry followed James to the master bedroom and moved a painting to reveal a safe behind it. James gave Harry a package after retrieving it from the now unlocked safe and said "Don't open it until we leave. If your mom found out that I gave you my family heirloom, she would murder me" said James with a scared expression.
Harry nodded and said "Secret."
James smiled and agreed "Secret".
Flashback End
Harry had opened the package the next day. It was his father's cloak of invisibility. Harry reverently placed it into his trunk and locked it to keep the cloak safe.
Currently, Harry was finishing his breakfast with Sirius, as soon as they finished having their breakfast, they changed their clothes to a more appropriate attire and then Sirius side-along-apparated them to the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron.
He went inside the pub and opened the back door. Harry exited the pub through the backdoor and came upon a brick wall. Sirius tapped the sequence of bricks and they opened up a magical doorway to Diagon Alley.
Harry's eyes widened with wonder and excitement as he gazed upon the Alley for the first time. This was the center of magical trade in Great Britain. It was full of activity and hustle bustle.
Harry wished for more than one set of eyes so that he could take everything around him. There were people selling magical telescopes, people announcing a sale on particular potion ingredients.
Sirius grinned as he steered his godson towards Ollivanders. At Harry's puzzled look, Sirius said "Let's just finish buying your wand then we'll buy the rest of your things."
Harry looked at the shop. It did not look as impressive as he expected a wand shop to be. It was a tiny shop with peeling gold letters that read "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C". The shop's display consisted of a solitary wand resting on a dusty and faded purple cushion behind the window.
Harry entered the shop and was followed by Sirius. The shop was empty except for a single dusty chair in the corner of the. Behind the counter, rows and rows of wands were piled up to the ceiling.
"Ah Mr Potter, I was expecting you." Said an old man as he approached a startled Harry from inside the store.
"Ah! Where are my manners? Garrick Ollivander at your service." He said while bowing to Harry.
"Harry Potter, pleased to meet you," said Harry repeating the gesture with shock still plastered over his face.
Mr Ollivander then noticed Sirius standing next to Harry trying to stifle his laughter at the expression on Harry's face.
"Sirius Black. 14 inches Mahogany wood with the core of a Dragon Heartstring. I hope you are taking good care of your wand?" asked Mr Ollivander.
Sirius smiled and nodded.
Mr Ollivander turned towards Harry and said "Very well Mr Potter, let us begin the search for your wand."
An Hour Later
Mr Ollivander became giddy as the number of wands that rejected him became numerous. For the past hour, there were sounds of different instruments, shelves and other objects exploding in the tiny store of Ollivanders.
Finally, a grave look came upon Mr Ollivanders. He did not utter another word as he went to the back of his store and retrieved a box made out of wood. The box had a peculiar symbol etched on it. It was a circle circumscribed by a triangle and a line passing through the circle beginning from the tip of the triangle and ending at its opposite side.
He opened the box and an ancient looking wand lay inside. This wand looked like the horn of a unicorn with carvings similar to a cluster of elderberries running down its length.
Harry felt an odd sensation as he picked up the wand. For a few seconds, nothing happened. Mr. Ollivander sighed and was about to take the wand from Harry when its tip started to glow. The glow soon encompassed the whole store then it slowly dimmed.
Harry closed his eyes. He felt content. He couldn't describe the way he felt right now. It seemed as if everything was perfect. He felt powerful too. As if with a flick of his wan, he could do anything. This caused him to involuntarily flick his wand. After a few seconds of this bliss, he slowly opened his eyes and looked shocked at the scene in front of him. The tiny store was now spotlessly clean. The objects that had been destroyed now were restored back to their former glory. The floor was polished and the shelves of wands looked much better for some reason.
Before anybody could say anything, a blue flame materialized in front of Harry. It expanded and a Blue Flaming bird emerged from the flame.
It perched itself on Harry's arms and cried a few tears which fell on the wand. The wand glowed blue and then the glow seemed to travel into Harry.
The bird then walked up to Harry's shoulder, made itself comfortable and trilled a song.
This snapped both the men out of their shocked reverie.
"Oh my," said Mr Ollivander "The most curious day indeed."
"A phoenix!" cried Sirius with amazement.
"Not just a phoenix Mr Black, it is the Royal Phoenix! Considered one of the rarest breeds of Phoenix. It was spotted only once in History. This being is a Myth even in the Magical world and it seems it is young Mr Potter's familiar." Said Mr Ollivander with a smile towards the said boy who was petting the bird on his shoulder.
"Anyway," said Sirius while he was still trying to process the information, "How much do I need to pay for the wand Mr Ollivander?"
"No my dear boy, I cannot accept a fee from you. I played no part during the crafting this wand and hence it is not my property to sell." Said Mr Ollivander.
Sirius remained silent as a gesture for Mr Ollivander to go on.
"Have you read the tale of the Three Brothers Mr Black?" said Ollivander as he gestured towards the wand in Harry's Hand.
"Is that...!" exclaimed Sirius as he connected the dots.
"Indeed," said Ollivander as he penned a letter and handed it in an envelope along with a wand holster to Sirius.
The Envelope read:
"Read it when you are alone.
P.S: No need to pay for the Holster, it's on the house."
Written in an elegant handwriting.
As Harry and Sirius turned to leave Mr Ollivander gave a final piece of advice " Mr Black, I recommend teaching young Mr Potter the art of occlumency. If you have any questions about Mr Potter's new wand, do not hesitate to write to me or meet me here."
He looked at Harry and said "You will be a great man someday Harry Potter. I can just feel it."
Harry smiled at the compliment and thanked him.
Sirius nodded and exited the store with Harry. The first thing they noticed was that the peeling gold letters were sparkling once again and the store looked almost new.
The rest of the morning was pretty interesting as people kept gawking at the bird on his shoulder. They finished their shopping by noon and went back to Potter was back in his room and reading his material for his first year. He had an eidetic memory so he just needed to read his texts once and he would retain its contents.
It was a deal he struck with Sirius, who saw how tired Harry was after the events of the day and also knew how much time Harry would spend in the library. It was normal for Harry to spend all his time in the library until he would find the answer to the question he was looking for.
The deal was that he would do anything but read about phoenixes until tomorrow morning and Sirius would teach him a new spell. Harry took the deal without thinking.
To prevent him from reading about Phoenixes, he began reading his first-year texts.
As he was going through his text, a voice in his mind startled him.
"Hello, friend," said the voice.
"Hello?" asked Harry out loud.
'Hi' said the voice with amusement.
"Who are you?" asked Harry with trepidation.
'I am you familiar.' replied the voice with some amusement.
Harry turned his head towards the Phoenix immediately and asked "How are you doing that?"
"Do you remember that my tears fell on the deathstick while you were holding it in your hand?" asked the Phoenix.
"You mean my wand," said Harry inspecting his wand.
"Yes. Your wand is also called as the Deathstick or the Elder Wand. It is very notorious for changing its allegiance to the victor if the owner of the wand is defeated. But all of this changed once my essence touched the wand. Now the wand will only answer to you and nobody else. Even if you are defeated the Wand will remain loyal to you." said the Phoenix puffing its chest.
"Thank you…..Err what do I call you. Do you have a name?" asked Harry curiously.
"You can call me Aetheria young one," said the Phoenix.
"Nice to meet you Aetheria I am Harry."
"I am honoured to meet you Harry," said Aetheria "I shall leave now but if you need my assistance, you can call me anytime" saying this, Aetheria disappeared.
"Harry! What is going on! Who are you talking to?" shouted Sirius from the hallway.
"Nobody!" replied Harry
"You better not be reading about Phoenixes…" shouted Sirius with some annoyance in his voice.
"I am not!" replied Harry and went back to reading his first-year material.
A few days later James, Lily, Andrew and Remus returned early to surprise Harry on his birthday. Thankfully Aetheria was not at home. It saved both Sirius and Harry a big explaination.
Harry and Sirius had agreed beforehand not to keep Aetheria as a secret from his family. But about the wand, the less they know the better. Which means that if anybody asks about his familiar, Harry would tell them about it but he wouldn't mention anything about his wand.
The party was quite fun until the prank war started because of which it was cut short. All in all, it was a good birthday.
Later that month Harry and the rest of his family accompanied him to kings cross station where they dropped him off.
Finally, he was going to Hogwarts.
Edit 1 (26/6/16): Removed a scene where the Potters Find out about the Phoenix. I felt the reveal was too early and insignificant.
Edit 2 (05/3/18): After a reviewer pointed out a small error in continuity (Thank you tyry95!), I managed to fix it and also managed to fix other misc. mistakes here and there.