Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter Or Kuroshitsuji, or any other fandom mentioned in this fic, in any way shape or form. No money is made from this. It is purely Fanfictional fun. Any additional characters were created for entertainment and have no ties with the real and living whatsoever.
Second Disclaimer : This story is a response to DZ2's Harry Potter, Son of James Challenge.
Third Disclaimer : This story is inspired and might have the possibility of a slight crossover with Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler, but it will be predominantly HP.
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Details of DZ2'S 'Harry Potter, son of James' Challenge
Plot:Severus Snape was right, Harry was raised to be a pampered prince, but instead of the proud, egotistical individual he expects, what the world gets is a noble-blooded Harry Potter.
Rules:
Harry must NOT be raised by the Dursleys, but is taken/sent to the family manor following his parents' deaths
Proud/Noble Grey or Dark Harry
Harry's life MUST be raised to be the sort of heir one would expect of the Potters
Harry MUST have a butler - mostly because of the fandom this comes from, I also say they don't have to be human
As the Son of the Potter Line, Harry must hold a strong regard for his own survival and reputation and a strong desire to protect the honour of his family
Dumbledore MUST dislike this new Harry
The Weasley Family MUST be allies of the House - though for reasons known to him, Harry can dislike certain members
Sirius MUST be free
When he attends Hogwarts, Harry holds an apathetic face that he only drops around his most-trusted
In the way of the noble, whoever Harry becomes paired with must be through marriage contract or early-stage betrothal
Guidelines:
Harry becoming the new Head of the Family at 11
Allied Houses joining Harry to further the power and prestige of the Potter Heir
Portraits of his family help in his training
Severus sees the 'Potter Prince' but soon realises he is not spoiled
Crossovers - perhaps with the fandom this idea was inspired by
Familiars
Other human/creature members of the magical world as 'staff' for Harry's Mansion
Lily OR James live through that night
Creature races holding loyalties to the House of Potter
Harry also finding allies through his families' ancestry - Gryffindor, Peverell etc
Sirius making Harry Heir of House Black
Pureblood Harry
Other noble-minded families aiding/allying with Harry e.g. Malfoys, Diggorys, Delacours, Bones etc
Forbidden:
Harry trusting Dumbledore
Harry being naive, weak-minded and someone easy to manipulate
Harry living with the Dursleys
Harry siding with Tom
Ron Bashing
Sirius arrested
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Chapter 1
The House of Potter.
The Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter.
It was a well known fact that the Potters are a pureblood family. A notable good, honourable and respected family, and they are generally well like by everyone.
But what does it mean to be a pureblood?
Well, most pureblood fanatics will say; Family status, Family wealth, and above all, Blood Purity. It is pretty much self explanatory.
At least, that is what some of the new generation or a regular purist would say. Status and rank determined their place in society. Wealth also a factor with the rank and they showed by the extravagant and power a money could buy. Blood Purity is of course, a pure ancestry without a hint of muggles or muggle-born in their lineage.
For an old founding families – such as The Most Ancient and Noble Houses – that can trace back their lineage even before the time of Merlin, the way they viewed the term 'pureblood' is entirely different.
The Potters who fits in this category follows this philosophy.
Being a pureblood means Family Reputation; status and wealth is all well and good, however for any old families with a fortune, their reputation is important and essential. For them, they might have their own business to sustain their fortune and if their respectable reputations are tarnished then it can affect their assets.
Then, there is Traditions; tradition represents their identity, their lineage and their roots, their way of life. While some traditions have deviate from the old ways in time, they still have a major role in their culture.
And last but not least, they are followers of the Old Religion. Old Religion or commonly known as the Old Ways are the true way of life for all children of magick. Not to be confused with traditions, The Old Religion is what all magic beings believe in and revered tremendously. With the changing of times, many forms of faiths emerged. The Old Religion was replaced and was forgotten. Only those that are one with magick secretly honour it.
Having said that, it does not mean that the three misguided objectives are completely being dismissed. While status and wealth speaks for itself, Blood Purity does matter in a way. Unlike the extremist, the choice of the spouse races does not matter. What matters is the genes of the future family members. Strong genes mean strong offspring. This is so that the family line in question will not die out in the long run.
For all pureblood families, continuation and survival of the clan is the most fundamental thing of all.
Another thing about being a pureblood is Magical Affinity. There are two types of magical affinity when it comes to magick; Light and Dark, or so was classified by The Ministry of Magic. Those who follow the Old Religion knew that there is no classification when it comes to magic. Magick is wild and magick is free. Magick is simply is.
However, there are families that prefer to stick to certain predilection. This is where Magical Affinity stems from. Some families preferred to practice only light magic, as they more acceptable and safe. Light magic doesn't require much energy or forces behind the intend. Light magic are mostly spells that are not harmful, safe to use and often than not, defensive in nature. Dark Magic is the opposite. Dark magic are slightly dangerous and needed more force behind their spells and curses. Since they are in need of more power or magical input then light magic, the repercussion can be deadly. Dark magic can be destructible if it is not understand fully. A few darker ones can also be very seductive. Despite that, there are those that doesn't mind using dark magic.
The Potter doesn't have any specific magical affinity. They, like any other practitioner of the old ways, believe that magick is equal. It is all about balance.
Due to this, the society finds it hard to pinpoint which affinity House of Potter are more incline with. Some say the dark – as they have marriages with dark families – while others say the light – based on their respectable reputation. The Potters preferred to call themselves impartial.
There are the unspoken perks of being a pureblood. To the Potters, it is neither wealth nor the privilege of being born to an Ancient and Noble House.
It is knowledge. The family's grimoire; pass down from blood to blood.
Now, question is no doubt being asked; what does The House of Potter have to do with Pureblood principles considering their more layback standpoint?
The answer is simple; Everything.
Through the centuries, thanks to the conflicts and wars, the old families are in danger of dying out. For the House Potter; Charlus Potter was married to Dorea Black, and they had a son James Potter. Only one son and heir for the continuation of the Potter line.
That in on itself spoke volumes.
Ever since James was little, he was stressed the importance of him continuing their family legacy. He was the only one that can ensure their clan's survival since he has no siblings. The firstborn of the firstborn. James never understood the significant of that motto until he was older. Their family must never die out at any cost.
But the tides are turning and war was looming in the horizon. And for James Potter, who are now married and have a son of his own, like his predecessors before him, he will ensure his family safety and well being.
By any means necessary.
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James gritted his teeth. He rummages his hair, making it messier than ever in annoyance. He was irritated with his wife for her stubbornness and her headstrong attitude. But what he can't stand, and what he sometimes argued with his wife over, is that she make it sounds as if he was being illogical.
He took offense to that.
No one understands the Potter's protection magic better than him! For his wife to say that any house is as good as the ancestral manor...
Really, James felt insulted!
James had insisted that they return to the Potter Manor after they conclude whatever business they have in town but Lily thought it was unreasonable to journey home right away, reason being that they lived quite a distance. To be fair, it was very late by the time they finished up all their business. Plus, little Harry was tired. So it was decided they spend the night at Godric's Hollow.
James frowned. He can understand the practicality of staying the night at one of his many properties. But his concern was with the alarming rise of assaults. The tides of war were worrisome. And James will feel more at ease if his son and his wife are safe behind the family wards.
James sighed heavily. Why does people tend to forget that despite his perspective, he was still a pureblood and a noble birth by nature? Contrary to his schoolyard immaturity, he does take responsibility seriously.
Well, no matter, thought James as he smeared his blood on the floor. His blood dripped from his hands and they form are ritual circle around him, ancient runes appeared and the blood glowed as James start chanting his incantation. He began to glow as magick does it work. I'll just put added protection in place. Blood of my blood.
And it was a good thing that he did. The next day was Halloween. And that night, The Potters was attacked.
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When James came into awareness, it was because the ground was shaking fiercely and the ceiling above him cracked, making the debris fall on him. James shook his head trying to clear the heaviness away. He felt the influence of magick beneath his skin and he was thankful for it. Magick had saved him.
James suddenly when rigid. When his brain caught up to him and he remembered what had transpired, his eyes widened in horror.
Around him, some furniture was in shambles. He had fought with Voldermort to hold him off in hopes to buy time for Lily and Harry to escape. Spells were cast and furniture blew to smithereens. One of Voldermort's spell had a close call but it sailed pass him and hit a cupboard behind him. It must have been a very strong spell as the cupboard blew up in epic proportion, sending him flying against the wall and landed unconscious underneath the rumbles.
James quickly scampered to his feet and rush upstairs to the nursery. When James reaches the door, his heart sank and his world swayed. His legs would have given away had he not have tight gripped on the door frame.
Harry was crying in his crib. He looks unharmed and Lily...
Lily was lying on the cold floor, dead.
James quickly looked about the room. There was a great residue of magic and there was a tattered robe in front of him where he stood but no psychopath known as Voldermort on sight.
James crossed the room and took Harry in his arms. Harry was not injured. Apart from a lightning scar on his forehead Harry was overall alright. James kissed the crown of Harry's forehead soothingly before lightly trailed his hand on the scar. He hissed and quickly pulled back his hand and James silently snarl in fury.
That scar was a curse scar. The dark magic on that scar was so saturated that to James, it felt of death and decay. James hugged Harry to him tighter. He rubbed his son's back comfortingly as Harry's cries were reduced to hiccups.
James knelt down and gathered Lily to him. With Harry in one arm, he holds Lily with the other. James rested his face at the crook of Lily's neck, and his frame tremors. He swayed back and forth as he wept over the loss of Lily. Harry keeps calling "Mama, mama," beside him and that only caused James to weep harder.
"James! Lily!" came a frantic shout from downstairs.
James took deep breaths, and raised his head towards the door. His eyes were red and tears were still trailing down his cheeks. James made no move to stop them. "Up here Sirius."
Moments later, there were sounds of hurried footsteps and Sirius Black appeared at the door. He froze when he saw James's state. He quickly scanned the room before his attention drifted back to his blood brother. "James... Lily? Harry?" Sirius asked shakily.
"Harry's fine," James answered sorrowfully. "But Lily's gone."
Sirius tentative went to them and he knelt down, looking at what's left of the Potter family. James was heartbroken, and so is little Harry. Harry was scared and confused and he keeps calling for his mother. But when his mother was unmoving, he whimpered and clung to his father. Sirius hand ran over Harry's head before he looked at Lily.
Lily was very, very pale. There was no wound or blood on her except for some dust and debris. But other than that, Lily looks as if she was only sleeping.
They knew she was killed with a killing curse.
Sirius was suddenly overcome with fury. "Peter," Sirius snarled, suddenly on his feet. "I swear I'll kill him!"
James suddenly stilted. That name registered beside all his grief and he too was furious. "You will do no such thing!" James roared, scaring Harry.
James lay Lily gently on the floor and stood up, shushing Harry as he went. He glared dangerously at Sirius. "You will take Harry back to the manor and stay there. I'll head back after I clear things here," James ordered firmly. Sirius protested.
"You will listen to me Sirius Black," James hissed authoritatively. "Don't you dare argue with me right now. I just lost Lily. Quite frankly, I'm more concern for Harry's safety than hunting down Wormtail. We can do that later. Right now, all that matters is Harry!" said James angrily.
Sirius growled in frustration, but James was not relenting. "Take Harry and Irena will be waiting for you went you arrived. With the attack tonight, she probably felt it through the bond," James explained. Irena, his house-elf will most certainly have potions ready by the time they arrive. The elf has been with him most of his life. Growing up with him, Irena just knew what to do when James always landed himself with trouble.
James passed Harry to Sirius. Once he was free of Harry, James took hold of Sirius by his collar staring at him, hard. "To the Manor, Padfoot. Or Magick help me... I will show you just why you don't mess with me!"
Sirius's eyes widened at James's firm reminder of his wrath, nodded and immediately apparates out of there. Not long after, James sense a few pops, signify the arrival of aurors and – no doubt – Dumbledore. James straightened and after one last look at Lily, he headed downstairs.
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Author's Footnote:
A short intro of the first chapter. Hope you like it.
Reviews will be very much appreciated.
-Elvina P.