Full Summary: Harry is the child of Voldemort. When the Order attacks his fortress and Dumbledore defeats Voldemort, they discover an 8 year old boy that no one knew about besides Voldemort's inner circle. The boy, Harry, has grow up with a cruel man as his father and doesn't know how to act like the child he is. Lily and James Potter decided to step up and adopt him in to their family and teach him that it is okay to act his age. With the help of their friends and two certain ex Death Eaters they show Harry what having a family is like.
I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
Chapter One: Being found
James Potter had the biggest grin on his face. The war was over, Voldemort was gone. The Order had stormed his command base after years of planning with the help of two certain spies. Two people he never thought would turn from the Dark, Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy. They had been able to provide them the layout of the mansion as well as the wards and protections around it. They had already had the ministry officials collect the Death Eaters who surrendered and pardon both Snape and Malfoy.
He had been surprised when the two had gone to Dumbledore. Lucius had switched sides when his son, Draco was born. He did not want his only child to grow up under the cruelest man alive. Snape had followed because he was the boys godfather and he had never wanted to become a follower but did so out of fear.
He saw his wife, Lily, across the hall they were standing in where the final battle had taken place. He rushed over to her and hugged her, glad that now their boy Alex could spend the rest of his childhood in peace without war. All around him the Order was celebrating, congratulating each other and embracing one another in victory. It was all brought to a stop when Lucius Malfoy yelled out that they had another thing to do.
They all turned in confusion towards the blonde aristocrat.
"There was something that both Severus and I could not tell you due to a spell the Dark Lord put over those that knew. But now that he is dead the spell is broken." He looked around at everyone and made sure he had everyone's complete attention then took a deep breath and continued speaking. "8 years ago all of his inner circle members were summoned to him. What we saw shocked us all. The Dark Lord has a son." Here he paused and waited for the Order to quiet down as many had let out startled gasps and cries of shock. He himself felt great dread, they had just defeated one Dark Lord to now be faced with another.
"Who is the boy's mother?" Dumbledore said over the voices echoing in the hall, which quieted down upon hearing the old man's voice.
"I was going to explain but I was waiting for the chance to continue speaking. As you know I joined the Order 12 years ago when Draco was born so I have know about this the whole time but unfortunately was unable to say or hint anything, the same goes with Severus. As I was going to say the boy was created not technically born. He has no mother. Somehow the Dark Lord created him with magic, the boy shares the same blood as him and has inherited traits such as parseltongue. The boy is undeniably powerful. But he has grown up under the Dark Lord. He has not lived a happy life what so ever. I myself have seen the boy be tortured under his father's wand when he was 4 and was unable to do a spell. A spell that 3rd years learn at Hogwarts. The Dark Lord planed for the boy to be his leading man, powerful and unstoppable. If the Dark Lord had not died I'm certain that would have happened to."
He didn't know what to feel. On one had the boy was a major threat if he was already so powerful at 8 years old, he had no doubt that his father-he gave a small shudder at applying that title to such a man- had drilled his beliefs into the boys head. But on the other hand the child was still just a child, a boy who did what his father told him to and most likely had not lived a normal childhood.
"Where is this boy then?" One of the youngest members, Tonks, asked.
Severus was the one to answer this time. "He is kept in the room next to the Dark Lords, there is several wards baring anyone other than the Dark Lord entry, but they should be severally weekend now that he is no longer alive." With that said the man turned away and started walking down a hall with his cloak billowing out behind him. The Order members exchanges glances then followed the ex Death Eater.
They walked a series of turns in the cold mansion. He could feel his wife snuggled into his side shudder a little at the cold and dark demeanor of the mansion. After several long minutes they reached a pair of double doors.
James would never admit but he felt very nervous and a little afraid about what they were about to see. He already had a picture of a 4ft Voldemort sending of a killing curse or a crucio once they entered the room. He considered briefly making Lily stay in the hall, but he knew she would never agree.
Both Snape and Malfoy took out their wands and started to dismantle the wards. Once done they turned to the others. Then looked at each other as if having a silent conversation. Malfoy faced the Order and said "In order to insure nothing happens keep your wands in your pockets and holsters, he could see it as a threat, especially since he doesn't know who you are. Odds are he will be very suspicious and I don't know how he will react to the news of his father. If he pulls out his wand, do NOT take yours out. He will see this as that you are there to fight. He won't fire a spell unless he feels threatened."
"What if the brat does fire one" Growled out Mad-Eye Moody.
"He won't but incase he does then either side step it or I guess use your wand to defend yourself. Severus and I will restrain him as fast as possible if it comes to that."
With that said the blonde turned around pushed open the doors and strolled in with the rest following close on his heels.
The room was big with plush carpet and lavish drapes. There was a wardrobe in one corner, a empty owl cage in another. As well as a wall of shelves filled with thick books, there were more books then James had ever read in his whole life.
But what drew everyone's attention was not the grand room but the small body that was sleeping in the bed on the other side of the room. He could not believe that this boy was that snaked faced monsters son. The young boy had raven black hair and high cheekbones. The kid would grow up to be very handsome he could tell.
He felt Lily step a little closer and out of the corner of his eyes he saw several others also move closer to get a better look. He couldn't blame them, he himself was captured by the child.
BOOM! They all jumped and spun around to see that Tonks had tripped over a stray book on the carpet. She gave them a sheepish smile. Before any could reprimand her the silence was broken by Lucius saying in a soft voice "Harry".
They all turned back to the bed and saw that the boy, Harry apparently, was now awake. James was startled by the greenness of his eyes. They were a dazzling emerald color. Harry was now sitting up with a confused and wary expression on his face. His eyes were darting to each person and taking in the scene. It was nerve-wracking to see a boy so young evaluate everything like the way Harry was.
"Harry" Lucius spoke again, stepping closer. The boy didn't move but he tensed up more and stared directly at Lucius. "Its okay, we aren't here to hurt you. We have some news about your father" At the mention of his father the kids face immediately went blank. Lucius continued as if the boy hadn't just shut down all his emotions. "He is gone, he was killed today in battle. These people are in an organization I joined over a decade ago, it was built to bring down your father. What you have experienced with your father was not normal and very wrong, you shouldn't have had to suffer the way you have been. That's why we are here, we would like to take you with us to make sure you are taken care of."
Everyone held their breath as the boy seemed to process the information, his face a complete blank mask not letting any emotion show threw. After a short silence the boy opened his mouth to speak. His voice was quiet and soft a complete opposite of the hiss like voice of his father.
"How do I know you are not lying. This could be another test, I don't believe you" As he said this the boy started backing away to the other side of the bed where no one was standing. It was heartbreaking to see that the kid thought what they were doing was a test. It made him wonder what other tests was put on him.
Harry continued speaking, fear and panic starting show through. "I can't believe you, your lying, he - he wants me to think that's he gone to see where my loyalty lie, I will be punished if I went with you!" The boy was in a full scale panic attack now, he had already backed himself into a corner and his wand was out. But no one else drew their wands, all of them remembering Lucius warning. James looked down and saw Lily had tears in her eyes. He knew it was killing her to see such a distressed child and not be able to go over and comfort him. He wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed lightly trying to reassure her.
Harry POV
He truly wanted to believe them but he couldn't. He didn't want to punished by his father again. He was used to pain but tried to avoid it at all costs. He never loved his father, heck he never loved anyone besides maybe Hedwig and Tina his house elf. He feared his father and he sought approval from him. To say that he wouldn't be upset to discover that he really was dead was true. He would maybe smile a little in relief, on the inside of course. Father had taught him to never show emotion especially positive ones.
When he had awoken and found himself surrounded by several strangers he had been truly confused. He didn't know what to do. What if what Mr. Malfoy was saying was true and that his father was dead? What would happen to him? Surely they wouldn't let their enemies son stay alive or out of prison. He wasn't innocent. But maybe they would believe him if he told them that he had to do what his father told him. But father always said the light side hated anything dark. No matter what. Deciding to push his worries to the back of his mind and focus on the situation at hand.
"Prove it, show me proof that he is gone."
Mr. Malfoy stepped forward and showed him his dark mark, it was almost completely gone, fading away right before his eyes. His father had once told him about the mark when he had asked after a very successful training session. He had said that as long as he was powerful it would stay black. This meant that he was truly gone. He would never be forced to do the things his father had made him do in the past. He was free, he would never let someone control him like his father did ever again.
Sirius Black POV
He wasn't sure what he felt for the boy. He wanted to hate the son of Lord Voldemort but couldn't bring himself to do it. He was just a kid seeking approval from his parent and trying to avoid punishment. Much like he himself was before he met James and Remus. He shuddered to think what cruel punishments Voldemort came up with for the boy and he thought his mother was bad. He would take his mother over Voldemort any day.
He felt a certain admiration for the boy. Somehow the kid had managed to survive 8 years of life without being killed. Despite the mask he wore Sirius could see that Harry was nothing like his father. The boy was not the least bit upset when Lucius showed proof that he was in fact dead. The boys eyes had a certain shine to them. Something Sirius had seen in his own eyes when he ran away from home, freedom.
Sirius watched as the boy reached out and grabbed Malfoys arm and pulled it closer to his face. "Its almost gone" the boy breathed out in a whisper that was clearly heard in the silent room.
"Yes, once the mark disappears, all who are marked will feel it disappear forever. It will leave no more effect on our skin nor magical core. The connection will be broken. It will be away to determine those who do have the mark because the pain alone can kill some, if they manage to survive the experience they at least will be knocked out for a couple of days and it will be easy to capture them when they are unconscious."
The boy then looked at Lucius with unreadable eyes. Sirius thought he saw a trace of fear in them and then acceptance.
"What about you and him" He motioned to Malfoy and Snape.
"Severus brewed a potion to keep us from feeling the pain since we had already abandoned the cause a long time ago."
Harry took a step back and slid down the wall so he was sitting on the ground. He looked even smaller in the position he was in now. "So the pain can kill some people?"
"Yes, mainly the younger ones with cores that aren't fully developed. There was a reason the Dark Lord only marked 17 years old and higher. The process can kill those who are any younger. But 17 is still a risk. Some might not survive."
The kid seemed to mull his words over in his head. Sirius thought that he might be close to some of the younger Death Eaters and worried about them but was proven wrong and before the kid showed them he knew what he was about to see. Though judging by the faces around him they did not.
Harry slowly reached over to his left forearm and brought backed the sleeve. There on his pearly white skin was a faded skull and serpent tattoo. The room seemed to draw in a breath and gasp as one. Sirius saw Lily cover her mouth in surprise and horror and Remus clench his hands in disgust. Even Lucius Malfoy looked paler than normal and Snivellus had his sneering mouth in a slight frown and eyebrows pinched together in worry.
Then Harry said something he would never forget. "So I'm going to die now?" The words made his heart freeze. Not just what he said but the way he said it. In complete acceptance and a little sadness. No crying and yelling 'I don't want to die' like all children and most adults would do.
"Severus, do you have any more potion?" Lucius quickly said to his friend.
"Unfortunately, I only made enough for two and a we already took them. There is nothing we can do. Perhaps since he survived the marking he will survive the rest." It was said with much uncertainty and sounded like he was trying to convince himself.
"What if we-" Arthur Weasley's voice was cut off by a strangled gasp coming from the one the conversation was about.
Harry was holding his arm to his chest with his head tilted back and eyes scrunched up in obvious pain. His lips were bleeding from his teeth biting them to keep back a scream that he was sure was trying to escape. To see one so young in a great deal of pain, pain that could kill, but trying to not let it show was truly upsetting. Sirius didn't care whose kid it was, dark lord as a father or not, he was going to do everything in his power to make sure Harry lived a life in which he would be happy in. But first Harry had to live through this.
A small whimper escaped the boy and that seemed to snap the Order out of there dazed shock. "Albus what should we do" said the oldest Weasley, Bill.
"Severus if you could head back to headquarters and tell Madam Pomfrey that she is about to be receiving a patient and if you could provide all the potions needed to help her." At Snapes nod Albus turned to the rest of the Order as Snape apparated away." There is not much we can do, if we can all stay calm it will help greatly. We will move the boy to headquarters and aid him to the best of our ability."
Another whimper sounded from the boy and Lily rushed forward in complete mother hen mode. No one tried to stop her. They had all been at the end of one of her fiery tempers and they knew the boy couldn't harm her for he was in too much pain.
Lily stepped up to the boy whose whole body was shaking from the pain. She hesitantly reached out a hand to touch the boys shoulder. Even through the pain the child seemed aware for he flinched violently back as is expecting to be hit. This seemed to strengthen Lily's resolve as she reached forward once again, ignoring the flinch and attempt to move away, and pulled Harry into her lap. Harry was extremely tense but after several minutes of soft whispering and soothing rubs to the back he seemed to relax a little and let his head drop onto her shoulder. He had let go of his arm and was now curled up in Lily's lap in complete exhaustion from the pain and suppressing the screams.
"Albus" Lucius said "we should move him to headquarters now, that was the first stage. The mark is now gone from his skin but will start working on removing the magic from his core. He won't be able to keep quiet once it starts nor stay awake, as you can already see, it will be very tiring on him, especially since he is so young. We should go now since the pain has temporarily resided." At Albus nod everyone started to disapparting to Grimmauld Place.
Sirius stepped up take the now blearily eyed and non responsive Harry from Lily's arms. The wards wouldn't recognize they boy so he had to apparate with him directly since he was the Black Lord and the wards would welcome anyone with him.
Lily relunctly handed him over then walked over to Prongs who grabbed her hand, nodded once to me then apparated away.
I took one look around the room once more. Holding Harry tighter to me, I to turned and apparated away.
