A/N This is my first posted fic. I started writing it about two years ago, so my style has most likely changed, just so you know. Hope you like!
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Flashback
Writing
Dream (I don't know when this will come in, but it will at some point)
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Chapter OneMeeting Daemon
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"We've found him!"
The Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and wizardry, Albus Dumbledore, looked up from his paperwork and at the thirty five year old Sirius Black, who had just entered his office.
"You found him? You found Harry?" The headmaster asked. They had been looking for Harry Potter for the last five years. They had sent Harry his Hogwarts letter, only to have it come back unread and unopened. They then sent a professor to see if everything was alright (This was Harry Potter they were talking about), and found out that Harry had left his aunt and uncle's house when he was four. They had started searching. Harry would have been in his fifth year. And now the young Auror is saying that he had been found.
"Yes!" Sirius said with the biggest smile on his face Albus had seen since Sirius had been freed from Azkaban.
Albus stood up from his desk, forgetting about his paperwork, and walked over to the open door Sirius didn't bother to close.
"Where is he now?" He asked as Sirius followed him down the stairs and into the entrance hall.
"He's at the Ministry, in Madame Bones' office. He's not very happy." Sirius replied.
"Why?" Albus asked.
"We found him with two children; we had to take them away from him for their safety. We're not to sure about his sanity."
When Albus looked at him questioningly, Sirius elaborated.
"He kept saying how the 'Elders' were going to kill him for letting something happen. But when asked about it, he'd reply 'What Elders?' and then mutter in a language no one can understand." Sirius explained.
"Where did you find him?"
"France," By now they had made it to the Hogwarts gates, and Apperated to the Ministry of Magic. Once there, they walked at a fast pace to Madame Bones' office.
The scene they walked in on was with a young man yelling at the top of his lunges, in a language Albus had never heard before, at the Aurors in the room. As if he had sensed them, for he had his back facing the door, he stopped yelling and turned to face them. He had short black hair that had dark red streaks that he had spiked up, his eyes were jade green, he was tall, standing at about six foot four inches, and he was pale, really pale. He had broad shoulders and looked like he could hold his own in a fight (Albus saw, with some amusement, that the young Auror Tonks couldn't stop staring at him). He was wearing all black, a black cloak over a pair of black baggy jeans and a black shirt. The most interesting thing he was wearing was a chain necklace with a blood red stone shaped like a crescent moon hanging from it.
The young mans eyes narrowed when he saw Sirius, and spoke in the strongest Irish accent Albus ever heard.
"You will bring the children to me." He said in a calm yet firm voice that sent shivers down Albus' spine.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Harry." Sirius told him. But that appeared to be a bad thing to say, as Harry's eyes lit up like fire. And he said in a fierce voice.
"Why not!"
"We have to make sure you're not dangerous." Sirius said, though his voice was shaky
"Dangerous? I won't hurt them, they're my godchildren, and I would never hurt them. If I let anything happen to them, their mam's would skin me alive. And my name isn't Harry, its Daemon like I said before."
"Alright…Daemon, you win." Madame Bones said from behind her desk. "Bring the girls in here." She told the two Aurors that were standing by the door to another room in the back of the office. They nodded and walked through the door.
"They better not have hurt them." Daemon said in a threatening voice.
Just then, two children ran into the office, and into the arms of Daemon, who had gotten down onto his knees so that he was at their height.
The two girls were about five years old. One had blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail that reached the middle of her back and green eyes, while the other had black hair that was hanging down to her waist and brown eyes. They were both as pale as Daemon. They were talking in the same language Daemon was speaking earlier, with Daemon replying every now and then. The girls finally pulled away from Daemon. Then he asked them.
"You still got them?" The girls nodded, and smiled when Daemon kissed them both on the forehead. Daemon stood up and looked at Madame Bones. He said.
"I need to take the girls back to their parents before they have anymore reason to kill me. I'll be back tomorrow morning, we'll talk then." Daemon grabbed the girls' hands in each of his own.
"You can't leave just yet, Daemon." Albus said. "We really need to talk to you about where you have been."
"I need to take the girls back, it's passed their bedtime and I-"He was cut off by the black haired girl snorting and saying something in their language. After she said whatever she said, the other girl giggled a little. Daemon replied in a low hiss, and then said.
"Now, it's time to go." He told the girls. Then he turned to Albus and said.
"I'll be back tomorrow morning around nine. We'll talk then." And with that Daemon AKA Harry and the two little girls disappeared with out a sound, leaving five Aurors and a headmaster to stare at the spot they had been standing a second before.
After a few seconds, one of the Aurors (Tonks) spoke up.
"Headmaster, do you know what language Har...um, Daemon was speaking?"
"Alas, I do not." Albus replied.
"Do you think he's really going to come back?" Madame Bones asked.
"Yes, I believe he will. So, I will be back at eight forty five, if that is alright with you, Madam Bones?" Albus said.
"Of course it is, Headmaster." Madame Bones said. "See you then."
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The next morning at eight fifty nine Albus Dumbledore, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Kingsley Shaklebolt, and Madame Bones were sitting around her desk in her office waiting for their guest to arrive.
At the stroke of nine, Daemon was standing next to the desk looking at them. Albus stood up from his chair, walked over to Daemon, and held his hand out to him to shake. Daemons hand felt like ice to Albus.
"Hello Daemon. I am afraid we did not get to introductions yesterday. I am Albus Dumbledore." Albus said before introducing everyone else in the office, who Daemon nodded to politely.
"Here," Madame Bones started. "Let me get a chair for you." She pulled out her wand and conjured a high back chair.
"Thanks," Daemon said as he sat down.
"Would you like some tea?" Madame Bones said as she conjured a teapot and seven cups.
"Thanks, but no, I don't like tea very much" Daemon replied. Madame Bones nodded and banished one of the cups. Once everyone who wanted it, had their tea, Tonks spoke.
"So Daemon, what are the names of the girls you had with you?" She asked. Daemon smiled as he answered.
"The black haired one was Isabella, and the blonde was Nicola."
"Those are lovely names." Madame Bones stated.
"I know. I helped name them." Daemon told them while rubbing his knuckles against his chest.
"Well, you are very good with names." Tonks said while smiling at him. Sirius spoke up.
"So Daemon, what was it that Isabella said yesterday, that made Nicola laugh?"
"The little sarcastic being that her mother taught her to be, pointed out to me that I took them out when it was already passed their bedtime. Their mam's weren't happy with me when they saw me last night. They almost killed me when I brought their daughters back home at midnight. But at least the girls' fathers thought it was funny to see their wives throw daggers at me." Daemon said.
"Daggers?" Remus asked, shocked.
"It would have been sixty less if I wasn't here for an hour." Here Daemon glared at the other people in the room.
"What do you mean sixty less?" Albus asked.
"It's one dagger for every minute I keep the girls out passed their bedtime. But they barely ever hit me." Daemon answered.
"Were you hit?" Kingsley questioned.
"Doesn't matter. I'm alive, right?" It was quiet for a few minutes while Daemon looked around the office. His eyes landed on a big book on a shelf across the room.
He stood up from his seat, walked over to the book and pulled it off the shelf, while everyone was watching him.
Daemon looked at the cover for a minute, then opened the book and flipped through the pages. He nodded to himself, snapped the book shut and put in the pocket of his cloak. That was when Madame Bones spoke.
"What are you doing? That's my book."
"You shouldn't have had the book in the first place. It's very dangerous in the wrong hands. I'm gonna take it back to its owner after our meeting." Daemon said firmly as he sat back down in his chair. Madame Bones nodded, and then asked.
"How were you able to understand what the book says? We've had every linguists try to read it, but no one could."
"You obviously didn't have someone who knew Vampiric read it." Daemon said calmly.
"Vampiric?" Albus asked. "Is that what you were speaking yesterday?"
"Yep," Daemon replied.
"How do you know how to speak it?" Sirius asked.
"I know seven hundred and sixty three languages. Vampiric just happens to be one of them." Daemon shrugged.
The others looked at Daemon in shock. Remus broke the silence.
"How do Isabella and Nicola know it?"
"I would say… because it's their native language…?" Daemon told them in mock thought.
To say they were shocked would be an understatement. They had Vampires IN the Ministry. How could they not have known? A look of fear spread the faces of the adults in the room. Daemon noticed, and said.
"It's funny how we fear what we don't understand. Don't you agree?" Daemon said, looking pointedly at Remus.
Albus cleared his throat and said.
"Well, now we need to talk about you attending Hogwarts."
"Huh? Wait a tick. You want me to go to Hogwarts?" Daemon asked disbelievingly.
"Well, yes. You need your wizarding education." Albus told him.
"But, I've a job, an unpredictable one at that. I can't go." Daemon told them. "Plus, there's the fact that I don't actually want to go."
"And what kind of job is that, Ha- Daemon?" Albus asked, stumbling over Daemon's name.
"Ah, sticking your crooked nose where it doesn't belong, eh Albus?" Daemon said, wagging his finger mockingly at him.
"You will respect the Headmaster!" Remus told Daemon, who rolled his eyes.
"I am terribly sorry for my slip of tongue." Daemon said sarcastically, though no one caught it save for Nymphadora Tonks, who gave a small giggle, causing Daemon to give her a little wink that made her flush.
"As we were discussing," Albus said, returning Daemon's attention to him. "We need to make the necessary arrangements for your attendance at Hogwarts."
Daemon sighed, 'This is going to take awhile.'
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End Chapter One
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