What if, everything you knew was a lie? The man you trusted was hiding a secret of your entire life and will do anything to make sure you never find out about it. When Harry James Potter learns everything he has ever known was a lie, he will make sure that the one who kept it from him will pay the ultimate price. OC/HP. SLASH and Light!bashing
Hello all and welcome to another one of my new stories! As you can see I have been updating a lot of stories lately as I have had a lot of spare time on my hands, considering I have been retrenched and decided to not work for a while. As I needed to concentrate on my stories. I am happy about this as this was one of the small joys I still had left in the world. You are what keeps me going, so thank you!
This will once again be a bit different, I mean there are stories with Harry getting a creature inheritance and then going to another school. But this is a bit different than that. So yay for that!
Warnings for this chapter: Mentions of male sexy times and Mpreg. I think that's about it really.
Everything but the Plot and OC's belong to the amazing J.K Rowling.
Chapter 1
A Family Broken, Now United
Everyone was talking quietly amongst themselves, it was the event of the century and they were honored to be there. When their Lord had announced his bonding ceremony, many of them had been surprised by his chosen partner. They had been expecting a certain lady within their ranks, as she had been madly in love with their Lord and had proven herself powerful and capable many times, but instead he found someone else. When they Light wizard had first joined their side along with his two friends many had wondered if it had been a tactic from the Light leader to infiltrate their side.
Some of them had even questioned their motives, and when the Lady had attacked him he had lashed out, more than proving his capabilities of handling himself. It was after that they heard of the courtship whispers. Why their Lord had chosen a Light wizard, who proved himself to be a jokester and prankster they had never known until they were seen together. It had been a quiet Sunday, all of the younger followers had been over for the Yule Holidays as well as to face their first marking ceremony. One of the followers had walked around a corner and had seen his Lord and the Courted in a heated embrace.
The younger man seemed to be in absolute bliss as their Lord nibbled on his neck and ran his hands down his sides, until he reached beneath his slacks. He had been pushed away then and the Courted had shouted about how he wasn't ready and he had asked him to stop it multiple times. He had stormed off then and their Lord had smiled. He had enjoyed the fact that the younger man didn't cater to his every whim. He refused to break, and that's what he loved about him. The Lady could never become the Dark Queen, as she was too besotted with their Lord to stand up to him, she would cater to his every whim. Something he didn't want.
When they saw their Lord step out from inside the manor they all took their seats, knowing the ceremony was about to start. They still spoke softly amongst each other, trying to calm the Lady as she sat off to the side, too furious to even speak but her monovalent aura still pouring off her in droves. She had been furious when she hadn't been chosen and had refused to bond with anyone other than their Lord, even after she had been betrothed to someone else. Bellatrix Roslyn Black refused to be with anyone else other than the Dark Lord Voldemort.
When James Henrik Potter stepped outside the manor as well and walked towards his betrothed many could see the absolute joy he felt in this situation. The slight swell to his stomach had something to do with this hasty ceremony, but it only moved forward by a few months. They had faced a lot of opposition to get where they were, but they didn't care as long as they had each other and their unborn baby boy.
As they watched their Lord and his betrothed tie the assorted color ribbons on their wrists and speak their vows to one another. As the ribbons faded and dark gray cufflinks with golden inlay were wrapped around their wrists and they shared a passionate kiss.
They couldn't imagine how wrong things would go a few months after this happy day.
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''You said you loved me James, how could you lie about that!'' Lillian Maria Evans screamed as stood before the man she loved and his child. She had gone crazy with anger when she had heard of his bonding by one of his friends. She had designed a crazy plan and had carried it out. She just didn't think that by stealing the Dark Lord's son she would become number one on his hit list, even above the Light Leader as well. She had held the little boy captive for a few weeks before she had been found. She had been caught trying to kill the child and had been blasted across the room, but she had fought back almost immediately.
''It was a lie Lily! While I do love you it is more a platonic love, that I would feel of a sister! I love my husband more than anything in the world and if you harm our child there would be a very large price to pay!'' He thundered as he felt a trip in the wards, knowing that his time was limited. He blasted her out of the way again, making sure she slammed her head against the wall. He ran to his son and clutched him in his arms, kissing his entire face and crying when he got excited gurgles.
''Oh James, here I had been hoping that we could sway you to the Light, especially because of your parentage'' Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore said as he watched one of the brightest student's sway from the path he would hope to take. ''Now give me your child and everything will be alright. I'll even allow you to return to your bastard husband'' He spat as he held out his hands. He frowned when the man refused and even took a step back from him. He flicked his wrist and watched as the man flopped lifelessly to the floor. He hadn't killed him, even if he wished he had. He watched as the child rolled away from his Papa and tumbled before him. He picked him up and ignored the screams that came from the child. ''I have plans for you little one, now where must I place you?''
He didn't know what Fate had planned for him, all he felt was the cold shiver of death running down his spine. And it scared him.
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He had thought that as soon as he had been transported via portkey that he would face the man that had his Headmaster kept on claiming would kill him. He was constantly in trouble at school, with tasks being put in front of him and he would refuse to go ahead with them. He hadn't fallen into the myth of the Philosopher's Stone, so he hadn't gone looking for it. And when his best friend's sister had been writing in a diary that had answered her back he had given it in to his Head of House and McGonagall had given it Professor Snape. The previous year had been very quiet and he had been grateful for it, seeing as that meant the Headmaster wouldn't have a reason to speak with him.
He had hoped his Fourth Year would be better, but for some reason a deadly and dangerous game was brought back to life and it was of course chosen to be done at Hogwarts. It had meant that he would definitely have a quiet year, until his name was read from the Goblet of Fire, he had been forced to compete even after he had been told it was perfectly legal to drop out. The first task had given him a nasty burn on his arm, but it had been healed by the next day. The second task he had rescued more than his own most loved and that had made him a Hero again. Then he had been stuck in a deadly maze for the better part of two hours, he had seen the Tri-Wizard Cup and had made sure that he would share it with the other Hogwarts champion. He didn't want to be the only winner as he was already taunted and humiliated at school.
Now he was standing in a small graveyard, in the arms of some man. He could feel tears on his shoulder and when he was pushed away at arms-length he gasped. Standing before him was none other than James Henrik Potter himself. He could only stare at the man in shock, and at the man that was standing behind him, even though his face was stoic the absolute love and devotion in them couldn't be missed.
''I-I…. W-What? What's going on here?'' He demanded as he slapped his hands away and took a step back. ''James Potter is dead! He died along with my mother on Halloween thirteen years ago!'' He shouted as he tried to look for the Portkey again. He only winced when he heard a sob and someone walking towards him.
''What did they name you?'' The man that was standing at the back asked, he moved towards James Potter and pulled him in his arms. Soothing his frazzled soul and the urge he was having to start sobbing. He sighed as the man he loved began to shake with silent sobs.
''My name is Harry James Potter and I am the son of James Henrik Potter and Lillian Maria Evans'' He said proudly, but it didn't come off as confident as he had hoped. That was probably because he knew that the Headmaster had been speaking lies the moment he had repeated his parentage to him. He looked nothing like Lilly Evans, not even the slightest bit, and he hadn't felt any connection to her. Even when his Professor's couldn't stop comparing him to the dead woman.
''No, you are the son of Thomas Marvolo Riddle and James Henrik Potter. You were stolen by Miss Evans when you were eighteen months and we had tracked you down to her little cottage in Godric's Hallow. A cottage that had been previously owned by Headmaster Dumbledore. Your Papa had tracked you down and had a moment to take you back, but the Headmaster had stopped him and left both Miss Evans and him for dead. I had arrived just in time to save James from the fire Dumbledore had set, but Lily had not been so lucky'' He said sadly as he comforted his husband. ''You were taken from us and for a very long time we had tried to get you back…. Think Haidar. You must know that fox and snake outside the house couldn't have been natural'' He said softly as his husband's sobs subsided and he looked to their son.
''I-I'' Harry stopped and thought about the times when he had seen a small little brown fox, just sitting outside his family property. Or when a large snake had tried to enter the premises and Dudley had chased it off. ''But if you are my parents… I-I was abused by strangers'' He collapsed to his knees and was immediately pulled into strong arms.
He didn't know how long he had been crying in his parent's arms, he couldn't remember. All he remembered was that he had been taken advantage of from people who weren't even his family. That his parents were alive and that the Headmaster had been lying about everything.
All he remembered was the comfort and acceptance he felt in his Father's arms, and how he never wanted to be away from it again.
xXx
Dumbledore was waiting patiently in the stands, hoping that Harry would return broken and defeated. He had known from the start that his name in the Goblet had meant that Voldemort was finally coming into play, he had hoped that the reptilian man would scare off his son and that Harry would come running to him. He had been saddened when Harry hadn't fallen for his previous tricks and the enemy had created for him, Draconis Malfoy, had only been in his first year of Hogwarts. His parents had taken him out as soon as they had learned that Dumbledore had cornered him and demanded that he become Harry's enemy and try harder to be a bully.
They had reported him to the Board of Governors, but he had swept it under the rug as usual. No one argued or stood against the great Albus Dumbledore, Leader of the Light. They had been waiting for over an hour when the Hogwarts champion appeared from the maze, clutching the Tri-Wizard Cup in his hands, the school broke out in victorious screams and shouts. Cheering for their champion, Albus was the only one that noticed a small little piece of paper that had been attached to the Cup had flown off towards the small group waiting for Harry. He stood up from where he was sitting and dusted off his favorite yellow robes with bumblebees on them and walked towards them. He gasped in outrage when William Weasly set the piece of parchment alight and glared at him.
''I demand to know what was on that piece of paper!'' He growled as he came to face the large family. They all glared at him, even little Neville Longbottom looked furious with the old Headmaster. They refused to answer him and he huffed as they left. ''I will find out what it said!'' He roared, but it still couldn't be heard over the whistles and screams in the background.
''I'm sure you will find out soon enough'' Molly Weasly said imperiously. She looked at all her children and smiled at them. They each walked away in their different directions. With one last filthy glare at Albus she too disappeared. He stood in shock for a while before shrugging and walking to the Hogwarts winner. He praised him and smiled for the cameras, making sure that he was in every single photo.
As he sat in his office later that night he sighed happily, he could almost ignore Harry being missing, since he was acting out. He looked at the papers on his desk and frowned when he saw a letter with the Potter wax seal on it. He opened the letter and read through it, the letter fluttered to the ground after he was done and he continued to stare at his hands in shock.
Dear Headmaster Dumbledore
You hurt our son, and we will not stand for that. Haidar will no longer be under your control. Consider yourself warned.
Yours Sincerely
Lord James Henrik Potter
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Haidar Valerius Riddle woke up with a gasp on his lips, he immediately stood up and looked around the room. He was expecting to see a small room, with no personal effects. Only a small cupboard, desk and partially broken bookshelf. Instead he found a large spacious room, done in soft sapphire blue tones. He had a large walk-in closet filled with clothes that had been purchased recently. His beloved owl was sitting on her perch, obviously back from her nightly hunt and drowsy. He even had his Quidditch things and trunk tucked away in a corner. When he laid back down on his bed he sighed happily at how soft it was. He snuggled down with his cushion and decided to sleep a bit further, when there was a knock on his door.
''Come in!'' He shouted as he stood up again and made to get out of bed, but he stopped when he saw what his Father had brought for him. He had tears in his eyes when a tray full of breakfast goodies was placed in front of him. ''T-Thank you'' He said as he moved to hug the man and sighed happily when he felt the kiss to the top of his head. He dug into his food and chattered with the man who claimed to be the Dark Lord, yet was nothing like Dumbledore had painted him out to be.
''I was wondering if you would like to see your little brothers?'' He asked softly as Haidar finished his food with a flourish. He was beyond happy that Haidar had trusted him enough to take food from him, and allowed him to sit with him and speak with him. His beloved son had been returned to him and he was ecstatic. They could be family again; James would stop suffering with his depression on every failed attempt to save their baby.
Haidar looked down at his empty plate and smiled. When he had demanded why the men had finally been able to get a hold of him he had been shocked by the answer. Dumbledore had placed tracking charms on him, and had put a strong barrier around his home and had told the Dursley's to enforce the fact that he wasn't allowed anywhere without Dudley. He had been stalked anywhere he went, that was why his Fathers could never just grab him. And at school he was always under the Headmaster's supervision, but with the Tri-Wizard Tournament they had been able to let a trusted followed join the school under a guise and he was able to set a plan in motion to get Haidar back to them. The reason why was even more shocking.
Throughout their lives without Haidar James had refused to get pregnant again, as he had been scared that Haidar would think they had replaced him. But that had fallen apart when James had indeed fallen pregnant again. He had just given birth to the twins, Castor Ari and Pollux Arieh, and he wanted his sons to all be together. He didn't want any of them to be a part ever again, and he didn't want any of them to feel unloved.
''I would love to'' Haidar said happily as he stood up and straightened the mess he called his hair, he didn't even care that he was still in his pajamas. He just wanted to see his little brothers. Tom laughed and held out his hand, the boy took it happily and they left the room talking softly to one another. James came out of a room and positively beamed at his husband and eldest son. He scooped Haidar into a strong hug and nearly cried when skinny arms wrapped around him in return and squeezed just as tightly. He opened the door again and smiled as his eldest raced inside to see his little brothers, and laughed when he heard the gasp of surprise at the beautiful room. It was decorated in a warm earthy tone. The hardwood floor had spots of fake grass on them, and it resembled a forest from the wall to the ceiling, he touched a piece of the fake branches and smiled when a lemur popped its head out and blinked at him. There was a large circular cot in the middle of the room and he could hear his brother's gurgles.
He walked towards them and smiled down at the small little boys. One had raven hair, like himself, while the other had dark auburn hair. But their eyes, they looked exactly like their Father's. warm turquoise eyes blinked up at him. He watched as the held their hands out and gurgled happily at him, begging for more attention. He played with them as their Fathers watched on. James tucked in his Tom's side, happy tears running down their cheeks. They were finally whole again, after nearly thirteen years, they were finally together.
And nothing would drag them a part again.
xXx
Fate smiled down at one of her favorite families and hummed when she saw that there was still someone plotting against them. She sighed as she rubbed her temples, she had known that when her sister had created that human that there would be problems with him, she had put all her dreams and aspirations into him and it had been tainted by greed. But she was still too scared to snuff him out, something that their brother was more than happy to do as he had destroyed many wonderful and talented people before their time.
She looked at the family tree and tried to think of ways to protect this little boy from the man who was trying to destroy his family to further his own career and power. She found what she was looking for and smirked victoriously, she dragged the gene over to the boy and smiled as she made sure the inheritance would arrive earlier, she also dragged his name to another of her favorites. A man who deserved happiness as much as them, she started to hum as she closed her eyes and watched the new future form before her, she knew she would get in some trouble but in the end it didn't matter.
She only wanted what was best for this small family, and for the generations that would follow after them, as they were crucial to their dying world, as she waved her hand and watched as the generations dance before her she laughed softly. Death was behind her and he smirked as well. He touched a specific line and they both laughed cruelly as the man felt the icy cold fingers of death dance down his spine.
Their world would flourish, and that was all that mattered.
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I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and more will be explained in the second chapter. Thank you in advance for reading! Enjoy your day guys!