Belmont Legacy

Castlevania x Harry Potter crossover, after the initial visit to Castlevania its mostly based in the HP world with Castlevania characters, etc added. Voldemort/Harry/Dracula. Harry finds out he's a Belmont. Abuse, Anal, AU/AR, Crossover, Death, Language, M/M, Violence, VS
Harry Potter Crossovers Slash - Male/Male

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all its rights to it belong to JK Rowling, various publishers, and Warner Bros. Inc. This fan fiction is not-for-profit and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The views, activities, lifestyles and events portrayed herein in no way reflects the opinion, activities or lifestyle of the author. None of the characters, places, or situations depicted herein are intended to resemble any person, place, or real life event; any resemblance to any person, place, or event is purely coincidental. Likewise I do not own Castlevania or any of the characters from the game series.

Beta: None for this chapter. Offer if you'd like to beta for me!

Pairing: Dracula/Harry Potter/Lord Voldemort

Warnings: Character Death, Violence, Sexual and Homosexual content, OOC, AU, OC, Vampire fic, more warnings to be added as they occur.

Comments: Argh, I know I shouldn't be starting a new story! And I know this probably won't get much attention, if any, but the idea just wouldn't leave me alone.

Just some notes on this, I'm changing significant details about Castlevania and Harry Potter in order to mesh these two together. If you see an inconsistency, chances are it was already noticed and ignored. But if you think you need to, feel free to mention it.

{Prologue}

With a deep sigh, the grizzled old wizard deposited the boy at the steps of number four, Privet drive. He reflected, briefly, if he shouldn't reconsider, knowing the hardships the boy would be facing here. But it was the only way, he knew.

Sometimes he wished he didn't know so much.

Resolved, the old man stood slowly and, casting one last forlorn look towards the lad, turned to his companion, a tabby cat.

"I suppose it's time to go now, Professor," said the old wizard.

The cat began to transform itself, but the wizard's boney hand shot out, putting his palm to her face to signal her to stop. His gaze was cast across the street. The cat's head turned and she, too, saw the figure that her companion was staring at. A man, with long flowing white hair and elegant dress stood there, unmoving. Just watching.

"You are no Muggle," said the old man to the stranger. "And no wizard, either."

"Yes," said the stranger.

"If you intend to harm that boy, I will destroy you."

"I wish the child no harm," he responded calmly. "And I very much doubt you could hurt me."

For a moment, the stranger dropped whatever was shielding his presence to the wizard, and he could detect the immense magical aura that seemed to pulsate from the man in massive waves. It was dark, evil, and cruel, and almost overwhelming.

And then it was gone as instantly as it appeared.

The cat hissed.

"If not for the boy, then why are you here?"

"I have an... interest in his family."

"His family is dead. He is all that's left."

"Yes. He is."

And as suddenly as he had appeared, the stranger vanished, with only a veil of mist left behind in his wake. The old man couldn't even detect whatever spell the stranger had used, if he had used any at all.

Confident that the coast was now clear, the cat allowed itself to transform into it's true form, that of an elderly teacher. "What exactly was that, Albus?" she asked her companion.

"I do not know, Minerva," responded Dumbledore. "I simply do not know."

Sometimes he wished he knew everything.

A/N: I am trying to either find where the story is hiding or who/where the author is and am hoping someone recognises this brilliance