Hey everyone, Voldemort's Hikari1 here with my new Harry Potter story and I will warn you now that there is slash or yaoi in here so if you don't like, don't read. Also this is a crossover story with four different stories. This also contains a manipulative Dumbledore, bad Ron, bad Hermione, obsessive Ginny, and a few others that are bad and they will be made known as the story continues.
Voldemort: So tell me why you're writing this?
I was bored and it just came to me when I was reading another story and I personally think Harry needs a bigger family, be they adopted or not, so let's start this story with the disclaimer.
Voldemort: Why do I have to do it?
Because I said so (sticks out tongue)
Voldemort: Oh very mature, fine, Voldemort's Hikari1 does not own Harry Potter, Charmed, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the Fates, or Van Helsing, they belong to their respected owners.
Thanks V, and now let's get this party started, quiet on the set, lights, camera, action!
---Chapter 1---
---The Fates Change Everything---
Everyone knows what happened that Halloween night the Potters were killed by Voldemort. Harry Potter was left as an orphan but Harry wasn't an only sibling he had three identical sisters; he was actually part of a set of quadruplets and was the last one born. After that night though, Dumbledore decided that he wouldn't be able to control all four of the children and decided on the youngest, little Harry, and the others he would get rid of, however fate has a funny way of messing with Dumbledore's plans. That night the four siblings appeared in a meeting room with other members of different areas of magic and magic protection for the mortals in the realm.
"Greetings everyone," Clotho, the youngest Fate greeted.
"Why have we been summoned here?" An Elder asked.
"To determine the fate of four babes destined to bring about peace and justice, at this moment all time has frozen down on Earth," Lachesis, the middle aged Fate said.
"Why do they have any concern for us, mortals have always been left to deal with their own problems, the babes have nothing to do with our concerns," A vampire elder said.
"We have no concern with the affairs of those of the magical world, why should these children matter to us?" A Watcher elder said also.
"Would you rather have your home and world destroyed by either the dark lord Voldemort or that so called leader of the light Albus Dumbledore, either way they will destroy what you know, they will kill you if you do not join their side or persecute you, would you want that, even worse than it is now," Atropos, the oldest and crone like Fate said staring hard at all those gathered. The groups all shook their head before taking note of the four babies that lay sleeping on the round table before them all.
"What would you have us do?" A man dressed in red robes asked.
"Protect these children of course, Elders I believe there is a family of witches that one daughter can be sent to."
"The Halliwells in San Francisco, very well, we shall alert their white lighter to come pick her up and take her there, which one do you wish to send?" The Elder asked.
"The dark blond haired one," Clotho said as she picked up said child who had a small necklace around her neck with a lily flower charm on it and handed her to the Elders.
"Watchers, I believe that there is a slayer just a few years old and a watcher that is being trained to help her who will have affairs with both vampires and other demons and have them as friends, they can care for the red haired daughter," Atropos said.
"We shall alert the slayer's watcher and go to them, but is the entrance to Hellmouth such an ideal place to raise a child, especially with the slayer being raised there already?" The elder Watcher asked as Clotho handed him the small red haired daughter, this one had a rose charm on her necklace.
"She shall be fine with the slayer and her watcher raising her she'll be fine." Clotho said with a smile.
"What about the last two babes?" The man in red robes asked.
"Unfortunately we must return the boy to the Wizarding World; if we do not then the wizards will not stop searching for him, the three sisters they will not care about, Dumbledore was planning on getting rid of them anyway." Lachesis said.
"Why? If the children are as powerful as you say would they really risk not having all four of them?" An Elder asked.
"Ah but recall the Power of Three that the Halliwell sisters will have when they get old enough, would the demons that attack them think it easier to take on one or all three?"
"Just one."
"Which is why Dumbledore only wants the boy, if he had all four there would be no way for him to control them."
"Then why separate them?" A vampire elder asked.
"The other three would be disposed of if we did not separate them, do not worry when their magic comes into it's fullest they will be reunited, until then they all must grow into their own magical gifts and their own talents before the final battle." Lachesis said.
"So what of the last girl," The Elder asked.
"She will be sent to the Vatican, there are two people there we have chose to raise her, you know of who we speak of Cardinal," Atropos said and picked up the black haired girl who had a charm in the shape of a nightshade flower on her necklace and handed her to the red robed man.
"When shall they be rejoined, so we may tell the guardians," The Watcher elder asked.
"They shall be rejoined after their sixteenth birthday, the day the seventh month ends," Lachesis said.
"Can't you just say the 31st of July?" Clotho asked only to get hit upside the head by Atropos.
"It sounds better that way."
"Ok, whatever you say, well we must restart time again, you had best go and make sure they stay safe and get them to their new homes."
Clotho picked up Harry and everyone in the meeting room disappeared before the three Fates disappeared and reappeared where Dumbledore had left Harry, on the doorstep of his aunt and uncle's house. They placed Harry back and smiled at the small baby that lay sleeping before them.
"Do not worry little one, you and your sisters will be rejoined soon enough," Atropos said and hid Harry's necklace with a charm of a silvery white stag on it under a layer of magic so he would see it when he was old enough but his family wouldn't. The three Fates backed away but hated having to leave Harry with his relatives but Destiny would kill them/ torture them for the rest of their immortal lives if they did not. The three Fates disappeared without a word and nothing disturbed the sleep of the youngest Potter quadruplet.
--- San Francisco, California---
"Prue have you seen my earrings?" A young girl with brown hair to the end of her shoulder blades asked.
"No I haven't Piper check your jewelry box again, which ones are you looking for?" A young teenage girl with short brown hair to her shoulders asked.
"The red ruby dangle ones."
"You let Phoebe borrow them last so she could see how they looked."
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that, Phoebes, where are my earrings?"
"They're on my counter in my bathroom," A young girl with mixture of blond and brown hair said as the doorbell rang.
"Phoebe, can you get that?" An older woman said from the kitchen.
"Alright," Phoebe said as she went to answer the door and saw a young man standing in the doorway with a bundle.
"Hello little one, is your grandmother home?" The man asked.
"Grams, someone is here to see you."
The elderly woman, known as Grams, came out of the kitchen and exchanged a look with the young man in the doorway as Piper and Prue came to the front hall.
"What is it Sam?" Grams asked.
"They have been given higher orders and want you and your granddaughters to watch this little one," The man called Sam said holding out the bundle of blankets. Gram stepped forward and gasped at the sight of the sleeping blond baby girl.
"What's her name?"
"Lillian Lucile Iris Potter, her parents called her Lily after her mother. 'They' had a meeting with Fates, and were ordered to give her to you and your family."
"Very well, give her to me."
Sam handed Lily over to Grams and she gently rocked the small baby in her arms before turning to Sam who held out a letter for her.
"This is all the information that was given on her and her family, she and her siblings will be rejoined when their sixteenth birthday comes around, it's all explained in the letter."
"Thank you Sam."
"No problem Penny, bye."
Penny closed the door with a nod to Sam and turned to the three sisters that stared up at her with confusion and curiosity.
"Girls I want you to meet Lily; she's going to be part of the family now." Grams said as the girls came over to look at the sleeping baby.
"Where are her parents?" Prue asked.
"They're gone; they're up in Heaven with your girls' mom."
"It's alright Grams; she'll be just like an even younger sister to us." Phoebe said with a bright smile. The other two girls nodded and Grams smiled at the three sisters before walking up to the second floor of their home to get decide which room would be for the new addition to their family.
--- London, England---
A man barely older than 31 sat in the library of the Watcher's building when three Watcher's walked in.
"Rupert," A Watcher said addressing the man.
"Sir, what is it?" Rupert asked.
"It has come to our attention that you will have two charges when you go to America, the second one will not be a slayer but a witch and she will need both yours and the slayers help, is this understood?"
"Yes sir, but why two, couldn't another Watcher handle the witchling?"
"Giles, it is not our decision, this comes from the Fates themselves and they chose you and the Slayer to watch her, don't worry you'll do fine, she is being dropped off at her new home as we speak."
--- Los Angeles, California---
Joyce Summers wasn't one to believe in vampires, demons, witches, wizards, or any other mythic talk but when the three men came to the door and explained everything that would and that had happened to her daughter Buffy, she was a believer, if albeit a small one. She agreed to take in the small red headed baby that had been given to her. She immediately called Buffy and told her to never tell her father of what had transpired that day, but she was worried about what her husband would say till the three men came up with a way for her to keep the child.
"Joyce, you here?" A male voice asked and Joyce recognized it as her husband Hank's voice. Hank walked into the master bedroom and saw Buffy playing with a small baby on the bed while his wife watched. "Joyce, what's going on?"
"Hank, before you say anything or think anything bad, I found her on the porch this morning and couldn't leave her there, I asked the neighbors and they had not seen anything except for three men which they could identify drop her off before leaving," Joyce said.
"Joyce have you called the police and asked if anyone has reported a missing child?"
"No, I couldn't I just took one look at her and knew that we had to keep her, Buffy's been wanting a sister and she's already taken with her."
"Alright, but we have to call the police if no one has reported her, we'll get the adoption papers drawn up alright, do we at least know her name? Her history?"
"Yes, they left this note behind with her information on it."
"Alright, I'll go call the police and see if anyone has reported her."
Joyce smiled at her husband before he left and carefully took out the second half of the letter that she had hid. It explained about how her parents had died and just what the small red head was. She hid it in a book she knew her husband would never look in before her husband came back up the stairs.
"They need the information at the station, so come on let's get these two in the car and head down there." Hank said picking Buffy up with a laugh as she giggled at her father. "What's her name anyway?"
"Rosalind Justina Crocus Potter," Joyce said as she picked up the baby. "Her parents nicknamed her Rose for short."
"Then we will to, if no one claims her, but it doesn't sound like anyone will since you talked about her parents in the past tense."
The three Summers and babe headed to the car then police station to which there was no reports of anyone reporting a missing babe that matched Rose's description. The three then headed to an adoption agency to draw up the papers that were needed for the newest member of their family.
--- Rome, Italy---
A young man with wavy brown hair to his shoulders carefully aimed his gun at the targets as they flew or ran in front of him being careful of certain ones that would get him back on the wanted list. As he shot the last one he turned and smirked as he pulled down a piece of fabric that was covered his mouth before whirling around and shooting that last target. The lights in the room he was in lit up and he smiled as a young man in monk's garb walked out from the stairway where his last target had been and looked at the target which had been meant to be one that the man missed.
"Van Helsing that last one was a civilian, you always do this," The young man said.
"Of course he does, it bugs the heck out of you why wouldn't he do it," A young man wearing all black asked as he literally flew down from the top of the training room roof beams.
"Ah don't be so mad Carl I do it so we aren't so serious around here, you know I would never intentionally hit a civilian, Vlad on the other hand might," Van Helsing said with a pat to the black dressed man's back. (Try saying that five times fast)
"Gabriel I'm appalled you know I only feast on murders and rapists and those of real crimes now," Vlad said as he pushed at Van Helsing who pushed him back only to result in the two getting in a pushing match which soon turned into a sparring/ wrestling match. Carl rolled his eyes at the two men's antics before he saw one of the new cardinals standing in the doorway.
"What is it Jacobs?" Carl asked, although Carl was still a friar he had been alive longer than those in the Vatican yet he didn't look like he aged at all.
"Carl sir, the Cardinal Jenrette has returned from his meeting and has some news for you, Van Helsing, and Dracula." Jacobs said.
"Alright I'll get them."
Carl turned to the two men and searched in his pouch that he carried with him before pulling out a small vial with green liquid in it. He carefully poured out one drop onto his finger before flinging it in the direction of Van Helsing and Dracula. It exploded next to the two making them stop and look at him.
"Carl!" The two men yelled and Carl smiled at them.
"Come on you two, Cardinal Jenrette has some news from the meeting for us," Carl said. The two men grumbled at having their match interrupted before walking with Carl out of the training room to the main room under the Vatican where religions of all sorts were making and creating weapons and other devices that would protect against evil.
"You called for us Cardinal?" Van Helsing asked and the Cardinal turned to reveal that he held a small bundle of blankets in his arms. The three men came closer and stared down at the sleeping raven black haired child with a nightshade flower charm on her necklace.
"Who is this?" Dracula asked.
"This is Erika Laila Nightshade Potter, she needs looking after you three will be in charge of her care," Jenrette said and the three men looked at him in shock.
"Who ordered this?"
"The Fates, they wanted to make sure that all of the children were cared for, although they hated leaving Erika's brother behind, they'll probably keep an eye on him themselves."
"How are we supposed to take care of her when we're on a mission?" Van Helsing asked.
"Carl doesn't go with you very often and when he does he is usually left behind at whatever base you set up, if it's really dangerous than one of us here at the Vatican will watch her, I believe you will make excellent caregivers for her."
Jenrette handed Erika over to Dracula who cradled the tiny baby in his arms. He had always wanted to be a father, that's why he tried to hard to raise his children from their dead state that they were born in. But with his brides dead and him taking a shining to Van Helsing he had doubted he would have any children and now here was this tiny little orphan baby just laying in his arms. Dracula smiled at her before nodding to Jenrette and looking at Van Helsing.
"I think we can handle her, you know I've always wanted to be a father," Dracula said and Van Helsing shrugged.
"Alright, she'll be a handful though I can just tell," Van Helsing said and the two walked off to their shared quarters to get Erika set up with them.
"Those two are going to definitely have their hands full," Carl said to Jenrette who smiled at the immortal friar.
"Carl you'll be helping them too so don't be surprised to have some of your experiments put off until she is older." Jenrette said as Carl realized what he said was true and took off after Van Helsing and Dracula.
"Van Helsing!" Carl called as he took off out of sight and Jenrette chuckled to himself.
The Fates, meanwhile were in their tapestry room once more and stared down at the basin of water that lay in front of them a ways away from the tapestry of Fate and smiled down at the four babes that lay within their sight.
"Oh yes, they shall be a forced to be reckoned with indeed." The three Fates said at once before laughing and taking up the tapestry of Fate, the thread of life, and the shears of death once more and setting to work weaving and cutting away knowing that 15 years would seem like a blink of an eye to three immortals.
---TBC---
And cut, alright here's the first chapter of my new story, we'll see how this chapter goes before I update, and any flames will simply be used to keep me warm because the weather is very very cold where I am. Well hope you all liked the chapter and there is more to come if you all like it. For readers of my other stories, those chapters will be updated very very soon, sorry for the long wait with them.
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