Xx Welcome to my story. As you can probably tell by the huge 1 just bellow, my story is slightly different. I've seen these kinds of formats in books. The big numbers are for chapters, but since the chapters are different then those here on fanfiction I kind of got annoyed because when I type a million pages it comes out in short chapters on the site. So please don't be confused by the numbers. Oh and the XXX are like time skips. Leave any comments and flames you want I'm open to all. xX
-=I don't own any of the characters except Alister and possibly more that will show up later on. J.K. Rowling is the best ever! Harry Potter is one of my fav. Movies. I didn't really read the books because I hate reading, but I do use some of them as referance. Yeah I suck at life!!=-
1
Draco walked silently down Nocturne Alley, eyes trailing up and down the dark tinted glass windows, every now and then stopping to check out an item in the stores. He sighs in frustration, unsure if he would ever find the perfect gift for his boyfriend. The long summer days were finally beginning to get to him and he couldn't stop thinking about the toned raven boy that he had become so attached to. His steel grey eyes scan a window to his right, searching for something that would fit the boy's personality. It had been months since their last meeting and he was feeling the tugs and quirks of loneliness at the boy's absence. He turns to the large windows, looking into the store. A sigh once again threatens to burst from his lips, but dies instantly, becoming more of a small gasp. His eyes trail behind a long onyx haired boy, before snapping back to the object in front of him. Bewildered he mentally slaps himself and curses at his own lust. Turning on his heels, he prepares to walk in another direction but his limbs won't obey him. Instead he walks right into the store, staking out the small aisles in search of the onyx male. Feelings someone beside him he snaps his head to the side, coming face to hair with the boy. He was turned away, facing the items on the selves to the left, back in the corner of the aisle where Draco is standing. Feeling suddenly lucky, a smirk graces Draco's features, before fading into a dull frown. His mind blanked, not knowing what to say he turned and practically ran from the shop, his mind finally catching up with his actions. Walking briskly into the closest back alley, he hides himself in the darkness.
"What the bloody hell was I thinking? I have a boyfriend and I'm going around checking out other blokes." Pounding his fist against the wall before him he growls in frustration, the long onyx hair burning holes into all the thoughts of he beloved. Taking a deep breath and deciding on walking back to Diagon Alley, he straightens himself out. With one last deep breath he turns and waltzes out from the alley way, but stops as someone crashes into him, knocking him back into the alley and onto the damp concrete. A growl of annoyance echoes through the small opening, startling his attacker.
"Shit, my apologies, I wasn't careful. I shouldn't have been running and the crate shouldn't have been in my way." the stranger says, hurrying off of the annoyed Malfoy. Once standing the male offers the blonde his hand.
With another growl Draco swats the hand away, standing and scowling down at his damp and ruined robes. "Your paying for new robes." he snaps, bringing his steely grey eyes to meet the light crystal blue one's of the stranger. For a moment his eyes widen in shock at he takes in the long onyx hair and pale, not sickly pale more of a lightly tanned pale well paler then Draco himself, skin.
The male takes in a small hiss of breath, a small smile lighting up his face. "Well, I guess that would be my fault. Um, Alister Black, but don't get confused I'm am no relative of the Black family." he says offering Draco his hand.
The blonde stares down at the male, unsure of the sense of calm and relaxing feelings he's having. Finally after a few awkward moments he takes the younger blokes hand. "Draco Malfoy."
Alister's smile brightens intensely as he looks up at Draco. "Nice to meet you Draco."
Blinking a few times at the intimacy of the first names use he almost sighs, but stops himself and gives him a brisk. "Like wise."
"Well, now about those robes, would you like to get them now or later? It seems like you really need a change of clothing."
A smile tugs at the corners of Draco's scowl, but he holds the feeling in place. With a small nod he motions for Alister to lead the way to the closest robes shop, Madam Belfer's Robes and Accessories. Following the onyx male into the small shop, he can't help to smile to himself at the "unique" designs and use of fabric on the robes around him. Actually, some would mistake the store itself as a paradise for perverts and horny wizards or witches looking for a good time, but behind the kinky and grotesque appearance you could plainly see the work and dedication behind each piece. His mind suddenly click to a perfect idea to surprise his boyfriend with, but his thoughts are cut short by a warm breath against his face. Startled, he recoils back into a rack of robes.
"Sorry, you were spaced out. I tried getting your attention numerous times but you didn't come back down to earth, actually you started smiling in an almost creepy scary way. When I got closer I noticed your eyes were changing color. Curiosity got the best of me." Alister stumbles over his words as he babbles on, only to be stopped by a chubby hand on his shoulder.
"Now dearie, your babbling again. Come I think this young man needs a desperate change of robes." With a warm smile Madam Belfer guides the two males towards the back of the shop. "I assume that Alister is paying for your robes?"
With a curt nod Draco turns away, his thoughts once again on the surprise for his boyfriend, only to be snapped back by something Alister mumbles. Tilting his head towards the onyx boy he raises an eyebrow. "What did you say?"
Alister looks up with a light pink blush spreading across his face. "I have a discount here so you can pick out whatever you want."
Interest suddenly spiked, Draco turns to face him fully. "Really?"
Alister's blush deepens as he looks away. "Yeah, I have a cool discount because I work here as a summer job, pays well. And on to of all that all the accessories I want are practically free."
"Y-" before Draco even begins his sentence Madam Belfer shoos him into the closest fitting room.
"Be right with you dearie, just give me a moment." with that she stalks off into a dark room. After a few moment of eerie awkward silence she returns with a small box. "Had to get my tools. Lets see, what robe would look best. Ah yes, bring that robe there quickly Mr. Black, wouldn't want to keep the boy waiting." she waves her arm lazily, watching as her apprentice runs to fetch the robe and scurries back like a loyal dog. She chuckles to herself as she takes the silky soft robe into her hands and marches into the small fitting room. "Be done in a jiff."
"So Draco, got anyone special? I could possibly find you the perfect present if you want." Alister says, wander back and forth in front of the door in boredom.
"I don't think that is any of your business." is the only answer he receives.
Narrowing his eyes in slight annoyance, he pouts crossing his arms with a slight huff. "Well I just wanted to help. I mean I could get some stuff for you, considering that everything in this place is bloody expensive. Just trying to be nice... it's the least I could do." he mumbles, feeling a small pang of hurt.
"Fine, I want something in emerald green, but nothing tacky or over exaggerated." the blonde huffs, walking out of the fitting room in tight black leather pants and a silky silver dress shirt that ends a few inches below his hips, to cover any noticeable areas. Over the entire outfit he is wearing a silky soft trench coat with long black boots with silver buckles the sides that end just below his knees.
Alister smiles and bounds off into the back of the shop, disappearing into the dark room. After a few mumbles and a couple of loud crashes he returns with a necklace. He huffs, trying to control his frantic breathing. "H-here. Is this okay?" he asks, placing the necklace into Draco's hand, failing to notice the strange stare the blonde was giving him. Without much thought he collapses onto the floor with a smile.
Draco averts his stare to the necklace in his hand. Opening it, his eyes widen in shock at the beauty and fine craftsman ship. His finger glides down the scaly spine of the engraved Dragon, coiled around a heart shaped emerald. "Perfect." is all he says as his eyes scan the art work almost lovingly.
Alister smiles brightly, crossing his legs childishly. "I'm glad you like it. It's completely one of a kind. You won't find anything like it anywhere." His smile falters slightly when his eyes meet those of Madam Belfer's cold brown ones. Looking away quickly he returns to smiling at Draco.
"How much?" are the first words to leave his lips since the beginning of the long silence.
Alister's smile wafers slightly, before he shakes his head and smiling brightly again. "It's completely free. All yours for the price of zero pounds."
Draco looks down at him skeptically, before nodding and checking his watch. "I have to go, Nice meeting you both." he says stoically. "Thank you for the necklace." with that he turns on his heels and walks out of the shop, not once glancing back.
Madam Belfer's eyes never leave the top of the onyx haired teen. "Alister, why did you give the necklace to that boy? I'm quite surprised that you willingly gave it up when it meant so much to you."
Alister's smile saddens the instant she says this. He averts his eyes to the rug bellow him. "It did mean a lot to me, but I know that having it lying there on my desk all day it isn't serving it's purpose. Now I know that someone will care about it as much as I did or possibly more. Ya'know? It's more about how the necklace makes you feel. For me, it makes me sad, but look at it this way, now it will make someone really happy."
Madam Belfer shakes her head in disapproval before she walks to the back of the store, leaving her apprentice to wallow in his own thoughts and depressions.
Draco smiles in admiration of the necklace, his eyes hardly leaving the bright emerald stone. A small fluttering over takes his stomach as he imagines all the possible reactions his raven lover will have to the beautifully crafted necklace.
2
Alister stared down at his shaking hands with a frown. Shaking his head roughly he tries to calm his ever increasing nerves. He had known about his transfer for half a year now, but was at a loss as to why he was so frazzled. The idea of a new school where no one knew him sounded like paradise before, now it was more of a hell. He didn't know anyone at Hogwarts, for god's sake he was transferring from Durmstrang the school of psychopaths and death eaters. There was no way in hell he would ever be accepted by his new class mates and seeing as he had received the dark mark just that summer it gave him more of a reason to worry. He was going to be kill, is what it boiled down to. The school was going to go loony and kill him. A knock at his door startles him out of his thoughts.
"Come on then dearie. Wouldn't want you to miss the train, now would we?" Madam Belfer smiles gently at Alister who opens the door uneasily. Taking him in a long embrace she rubs the back of his head affectionately. "Don't you worry. Nothing's going to happen to ya. I'll make sure of it. Now come along. Must hurry." Pulling him along with his trunk behind them, rolling itself. Alister takes the handle and looks around the receding alley in the distance. A feel of unease works its way to his chest almost suffocating him. "I told you not to worry, ya going to give your self a fever that's what ya going to do, now stop your whining and get a move on."
Alister huffs, waiting patiently as the feeling begins to fade. "Madam Belfer? Do you think we'll see him again? The blonde?" he asks curiously, looking up at the women as they scurry down towards Platform 9¾.
"Much sooner then you'd expect my boy. See?" she points a stubby finger ahead of them, at the blonde from a few days ago. "Wait 'till you get on the train dearie." she says, almost as if she is reading his mind.
"Alright, alright." Alister huffs, watching as the blonde and his family disappear into the platform and soon follow.
"Now BEHAVE and don't get into serious trouble. One note I get from your school, telling me that you haven't been attending classes or making trouble, I'm sending you right back to Durmstrang. Got it? Is that clear?"
Alister smiles brightly, giving the women a tight hug. "Crystal." Turning to head to the train his eyes stop on Draco and a raven haired boy. He watches as the blonde pulls out a dark blue box, opening it for the other male to see. Suddenly the lights in the boy's eyes shine like a Christmas trees and he takes the moment to ravish Draco with affectionate kisses. The blonde male smirks, pulling out the necklace that was given to him only a few days ago and gently fastens it to the raven boy's neck. Followed by more ravenous kisses.
Alister's smile wafers quite a bit but his eyes don't seem to show much sign of regret or jealousy. Once again hugging the stout women he hurries towards the train, hell bent on finding a compartment all for himself.
Madam Belfer stands beside the train as it takes off, a small frown gracing her usually pleasant features. Shaking her head in disapproval she turns and heads back to her lonely little shop.
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Alister sighs in relief when he finally find an empty compartment. He puts his chest away, and takes a seat directly next to the open window. Another small sigh escapes his lips at the cool air circulating the compartment, before he closes his eyes. The deep nerves and worries begin to fade and wash into the scenery around the train, only to be ruined by people speaking loudly in the small corridor. Alister growls slightly in annoyance, opening his eyes. He sits there quietly waiting for the students to pass, but when it doesn't seem like they were going to move on he turns just in time to face two large older males.
"You there, Get out." the fattest one chokes out in a superior way.
Alister looks at them indifferently. "No, you go find another compartment."
"He said, Get out." the taller of the two scowls walking up to him.
Tilting his head back and giving them a look of apathy he frowns.
"Do you really think I'm intimidated by your large blubber? Please, It's going to take more then two fat oafs to get me to move. Now if you don't mind, your blocking my view of.... everything."
"You think your so smart, do ya? Well we can fix that!" the tall fat male growls, grabbing him by his collar and shaking him violently a couple of time. "Right Goyle?"
"Oh no, pleeeeeaaaase don't! There is no way a wimpy kid like me is going to be able to defeat two large fat mellow dramatic assholes who don't know the difference between a cup cake and a tea cup." Alister mocks, in a dramatic and condescending way.
Goyle, the fattest one, turns a deep red. "You little!" he screams, drawing his arm back and bringing it down at fast speed.
"Crabbe, Goyle. What are you two doing. You're supposed to be looking for a compartment." an icy voice says from the corridor. The two fat oafs turn to face the slytherin ice prince himself. Goyle lowers he arm, and turns to face the blonde, Crabbe doing the same.
"We found a compartment. We were just helping this worm gather his things." Crabbe explains, neither really sure about what else to say.
Alister claps slowly, leaning back in the compartment seat to lock eyes with the blonde. "I must say Draco. You trained these two oh so very well. They're the most loyal lap dogs I've seen in my 15 years of life. Brava." Alister smirks almost happily at the stunned male. "What didn't expect to see me again?"
Draco waves a dismissing hand to the two oversized human beings. Once they are out of the compartment he shuts the doors tightly, closing the curtains. Turning back to a confused looking Alister he moves to sit across from him. "The necklace, he loved it. Thanks again."
Alister smiles softly, shaking his head. "Don't thank me, I owed you one from ruining your expensive robes."
Draco continues to stare at him with cool steely grey eyes, almost to the point of scaring him. The blonde leans forward, all his sane thoughts flying out the window like a chocolate frog, searching for escape. Their lips meet in a spark of curiosity and lust.
Alister hisses slightly when the blonde bites down on his bottom lip, begging for entrance. Opening his lips in a gasp of pain he moans when Draco's skilled tongue massages his in small desperate circles, before slowly pulling away.
Draco's steely grey eyes pierce deep into the smaller onyx male's crystal one's. Turning quickly he walks out of the compartment motioning for Crabbe and Goyle to follow him, not once looking back at the stunned boy.
Alister curses to himself, turning to the window with a scowl on his features. Mentally kicking himself, he can't help but repeat the moment in his head repeatedly. He clenches his fists against dark royal blue robes, the steely eyes of the blonde laughing at him in the reflection of the glass. The sound of a throat clearing snaps his attention back to the compartment door, standing there is a girl with unusually fluffy curly brown hair and a tall red head.
"Excuse me, Can we sit with you? All the other compartments are full." The girl says, blinking in confusion at the unfamiliar male. "Are you new?"
"Ah, go ahead. Yes, I'm a transfer student from Durmstrang." Alister says using his arm motioning them to sit. He watches them curiously as they sit across from him, fingers intertwined.
"Hermione Granger." the fluffy female says with a light smile, offering him her hand.
Alister returns the smile with his own patient one, taking her hand lightly. "Pleasure, Alister Black, but no relative of the Black family." he says, noticing her shocked expression. With a more pleasant smile he turns to the red head. "Your name?"
The male takes his hand in a weary way, not really meeting his gaze. "Ron Weasley."
Blinking Alister slowly takes in the two older students. "Well it's nice to meet both of you. What years are you?"
"We're fifth years. I'm a prefect this year. Oh, why are you transferring anyway?" Hermione asks with a more forced smile then before.
"My guardian didn't like me going to Durmstang. She was upset when she found out that I was a student there. So she is forcing me to change schools, she says it's for my own protection." Alister says, a frown forming on his face. "But don't think I'm like the others, I mean I have really good friends, but they are completely different then me. We would always be arguing."
Hermione's smile, long since fallen to a neutral stare, reappears once again. "Yes, you are quite different from some of the students there. I have encountered many jerks in my third year."
"Well as long as your no death eater or any part of you-know-who's plans or organization you're okay with me." Ron mumbles, for once in the past few minutes looking him directly in the eye.
Alister's crystal eyes widen at the red head, but before he has a chance to respond to the accusation Hermione slaps him roughly in the arm. "Ronald!" Alister smiles in spite of himself. "I'm not death eater or have anything to do with he-who-shall-not-be-named. I'm not that kind of person, sorry. I think the dark lords plans are rather pointless and stupid. Seeing as even with pure bloods ruling the wizarding world that doesn't mean that one of them will get tired of it and go have children in the muggle world. Either way you look at it you can't rid the world of mix beings. There will always be someone or something to break the chain. Even you-know-who-himself would get sick of it. Would you want people like the Malfoy's taking over the world? Everything would have to be proper and organized and sissy-ish." Alister laughs lightly, the other two also joining him.
"What was that about Voldemort and the Malfoy's? I missed it." a voice says from the compartment doors, causing the three to turn to him.
Alister can't help but blush at the raven male leaning against the compartment entry with a small smirk in front of him, a feeling of pure embarrassment washing over him. "I-we-who-know-blonde-stupid-death-bloods, uh." he stutters incoherently. His blush deepens to a dark read, making him feel light headed. Turning away to the window he can't help but flush at the memories of Draco and the raven boy and what had happened only minutes ago in this very compartment. Feeling stares burn into the back of his head he can't help but wish he was on a different train heading straight to a bottomless abyss.
Hermione stares down at the younger boy in curiosity, then turns to the raven boy who takes a seat beside the blushing male, looking at him curiously. Glancing at Ron she notices the same curious look. Huffing in slight annoyance the clears her throat. "Alister, this is Zander." she says motioning to the raven boy beside him as he looks up.
Turning to the older male he smiles lightly a blush still on his cheeks and holds out his hand. "Nice to meet you Zander."
Zander smirks down at him, taking his hand. "Pleasure. Zander Black."
Alister can't help but smile brightly. "Alister Black. No relation to the Black family." he tilts his head to the side lightly, taking in the male beside him. He has long unevenly cut straight hair that has a slight spike to it and ends just below his chin. His toned body is not bulgy nor has too much muscle, just enough to tell he's strong. Emerald eyes stare back in a friendly way to him, a small ring of blue-ish gray just around his pupils.
Zander can't help but continue smiling at the onyx male. Taking in his long straight onyx hair that ends just above his shoulders, long roughly cut bangs covering his forehead and parts around his eyes, but not a strand covering the crystal blues that can anyone's breath away. "Are you new?"
Alister nods, his shoulder slumping slightly. "Yeah, I'm a transfer student from Durmstang. I'm going to be a fourth year." he says softly, eyes wandering from one person to another, finally stopping at the compartment door. Standing there is a tall male with short dark brown hair. He blinks in confusion, the others in the compartment turning to the stranger.
"Hey Dean." Zander and Ron say in unison, causing Hermione to roll her eyes.
The male smile broadly walking into the compartment, forcing himself between Zander and Alister. "Hey there. Never seen you before. "I'm Dean Thomas. What's your name, babe?" he says, swinging an arm around Alister's shoulders.
Alister blinks awkwardly at the situation, blushing slightly. "Ah, Alister Black." he mutters, casting the others a victimized look. Hermione returns the look with a small apologetic shrug.
"Um, Dean. I believe your making Alister here a bit uncomfortable." Ron laughs, pointing to Alister's victimized look.
The brunette turns to the smaller male with a slightly weird smile. "Sorry about that. Just, your so bloody sexy couldn't help myself. Just like Zander here." he laughs, removing his arm from him and moving around Zander's shoulders. "Right Babe?" Dean grins, but it slowly fades as someone takes his arm and forces it away from the raven boy's shoulders. The brunette looks up slightly stunned at the slightly annoyed blonde standing beside Zander.
"I'd appreciate you keeping your perverted hands off of Zander. I have no plans on sharing him." Draco hisses through a dark smirk, receiving a smiles from Zander, Ron, and Hermione.
Dean's grin returns almost instantly as he turns back to Alister. "Well then, I'll just keep Alister here all to myself." He cheers, wrapping his arms around the smaller male's waist, burring his face in his robes.
"He even smells wonderfully." he laughs, cuddling into Alister's chest.
Alister's face turns a deep red, as he looks down at he brunette buried in his royal blue robes. Placing his hands on Dean's shoulders he tries to pull away, a feeling of awkward embarrassment rising in the pit of his stomach. Looking up for a second he catches Draco staring at Dean in blank annoyance.
"Really mate, that's enough." Ron says, standing and pulling a horny Dean away from the frightened Alister. He pulls him all the way to the corridor outside of the compartment, closing the doors and locking a now annoyed brunette outside. He closes the maroon curtains and takes a seat next to Hermione again. "Sorry about him. He's a little hyper around attractive males." the red head apologizes with a sympathetic smile.
Alister nods, standing. "Ah, I have to go change. I'll catch you all later. Hermione, Ron, Zander. Draco." He says, smiling slightly at all of them except the blonde to whom he gives a small nod. Quickly walking out of the compartment he turns an walk as quickly as he can to find a lavatory.
The three Gryffindor turn to Draco with curious expressions. Zander reaches around him, hugging him tightly. "So Dray, you two know each other?"
3
Alister grumbles incoherently to a wide eyed first year girl with long pony tails and bright green eyes, who listens to his every word. Finally stopping his mumbling the girl smiles brightly. "So the guy you like has a really sexy boyfriend who has two cool friends and a really creepy stalker-ish one. Wow, your first year here is going to be complicated. If you want I know a few good memory charms myself. I can cast a few, see if they work. Only if you want."
"No, Kailey. It's alright. I don't want you getting into trouble. I just have to find a way to fix all this myself, but thanks for the offer." Alister smiles at the overly sensitive girl, turning to the large castle grounds just a few feet away from their boat, other first years already starting the long stretch of grounds to the castle itself.
"Wow," Kailey whistles loudly. "That is one nice castle. I wander if any of our teachers are hott..."
Alister can't help but laugh at his dazed new friend. "I highly doubt that. All the teachers at Durmstang were old, senile, and ugly. I don't think it'll be that much different."
"Poo, and here I was hoping to at least have someone nice to look at for an entire year. I mean besides you, you sexy little fourth year." Kailey jokes, pinching his cheek lightly. Laughing she finally releases his face and they join the other first year on the walk to the castle.
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Alister waits patiently just outside of the large wooden doors of the great hall, anxiety filling his stomach and slowly crawling to the rest of his limbs. He fiddles silently with his new Hogwarts robes, shaking his head to clear it of negative thoughts. His breath catches in his throat when he hears his named called, gathering all the courage he can he pushes forward against the doors, leaving them to swing open noisily. Lowering his head slightly, he walks forward toward the professor known as Mcgonall, who had introduced herself earlier to the other students. Glancing around now and then he spots Zander, Hermione, Ron, and Dean staring intently at him. Gulping nervously he walk a little quicker, stopping in front of the professor, who motions for him to sit on a near by stool. Nodding curtly he takes a seat waiting impatiently for the sorting to be done with. Watching Mcgonall closely as she came towards him and placed the sorting hat on his onyx head.
"Well, well, well." the hat moans loudly, it's voice echoing endlessly in his head. "Young Black, you can not fool me. I can see everything, it's here in your mind. You have caused a lot of pain and agony. You can not cover up your marks forever. Someone will discover you. Ah I see, you were forced were you? You and I both do not believe that. You should really clear you mind of all this betrayal and violence. Must be..." the hat twist it's self roughly before finally calling out a house. "Slytherin!"
Practically throwing the hat back at Mcgonall he gets off of the chair and makes his way towards a smiling Kailey, at the slytherin table. While passing by some of the tables he over hears a few stray comments and mumbles along the lines of 'I knew it.' and 'Bloody death eaters'. Flinching at the statements he quickens his pace, happy to finally reach Kailey at the very end of the slytherin table.
"What a rush, huh? Crazy people. Everyone suddenly thinks me a death eater." Kailey jokes with a bright smile.
Alister returns her smile with his own warm one. "Well, we have all year to prove them wrong."
Suddenly a large arrangement of food and various plates and cups of fruits and vegetables appears on the table in front of them. They smile at one another again, happy to finally get a meal.
4
Alister huffs in annoyance as he sits up in his bed, the curtains pulled shut tightly. He stretches his arms above his head, lightly rubbing his finger over his bare chest, yawning. Turning and leaning to the side he falls back against the bed, curling into himself as he tries to regain his sleep. Finding almost next to impossible he sighs, flipping onto his back to stare up at the dark green roof over his bed. From outside his curtains he can hear his other roommates waking up or heading to take a shower. He shares the large room with two other males, who both don't seem to mind him. They mostly enjoy having silence and privacy and Alister respect it completely, he understands it. Reaching up he cover his eyes with his forearms, taking a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds, before once again releasing it, groaning in laziness. "How I hate waking up early on weekends."
For the first time in Hogwarts history there was a weekend the day just after the sorting ceremony. Some of the teachers were upset by this, but other such as Mcgonall were happy for more time to prepare for their classes and new students.
Alister and Kailey were ecstatic, they didn't have to worry about classes for two whole days and they were going to have enough time to memorize every corridor and class room and what directions to take to get to them. They wouldn't get lost, but of course Alister wasn't a morning person so they planned on going exploring after lunch.
Taking his wand out from under his pillow he cast a simple time spell, groaning again when he notices it's already eleven o' five. Sitting up and tossing his wand to the end of his bed he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, a flash of nightmares disturbing his relaxed mind. His eyes shoot open and his breathing becomes rapid and un controlled, holding his left arm tightly to his chest as it begins to burn. Gasping, he feels his skin peel away from his forearm, a warm liquid running down his arm, staining his white sheets. Tears begin to form in the corners of his crystal eyes as the nightmares continue, not once releasing him from their horrible grip. Screams and cries of agony pierce his ears. Closing his eyes tightly he tries to bare out the pain, but a different low droning in his chest starts up. At first its only a small tickle but as the pain in his arm and head increase the tickle becomes a burning. The smell of chard skin brings his tears crashing down his face. Just as his tears are released the burning becomes more painful, a sudden tightness in his chest preventing him from taking a necessary breath. Then almost as instantly as it started, it stops. Alister moans in pain, a blinding white light fills his vision before becoming an endless abyss. He falls unconsciously onto his bloodied sheets.
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The sounds of low mumbles and silent voices pierce the darkness in Alister's mind Slowly he opens his crystal eyes, but closes them tightly at the blinding lights of the room. He hears Kailey gasp beside him, turning his head he opens his eyes again, letting them adjust to his surroundings. "What? Where am I?" he mumbles softly, taking in Kailey's worried smile. She gently touches his hand, in a comforting way.
"We're in the hospital wing. Your room mate's friend found you, bloody and passed out this morning. I was worried sick." the ruby haired girl laughs, lightly smacking his arm.
Alister winces, closing his eyes again. "Sorry." he mutter quietly, before his eyes shoot open in realization. "Wait. W-Who found me?"
Kailey giggles, a mischievous smiles gracing her lips. "That sexy boy toy, Zander, from Gryffindor."
Alister looks at her incredulously, raising his eyebrow in question.
Kailey sighs as if he is the slowest person alive. "Zander friends Blaise. Blaise friends Draco. Zander hang out Blaise. Draco go out Zander. Blaise room mate." she mocks, knowing he would fully understand with the explanation.
"Did-did he say anything?"
Kailey raises her eyebrow in curiosity. "Well, no he just said he found you passed out and bloody. He had a serious look on his face, like you were the dark lord himself.
Alister's eyes widen in almost horror. "Why would he?"
Kailey shrugs, leaning on the side of the bed, smiling. "I dunno but one thing is for sure. That Zander has to be the hottest Gryffindor boy here."
Alister can't help but laugh at this, but their moment is cut short by the tall raven boy himself.
"Ahem. Can I talk to Alister, alone?" Zander asks Kailey sweetly, a smile spreading across his face.
Kailey narrows her eyes in question, but stands and leaves Alister alone with the raven, offering the onyx male a reassuring smile as she leaves the hospital wing. "Catch you later Alis." She calls back, waving her arm to him frantically, before running out.
Alister can't bring himself to smile as he feels the raven boy move to his side. Turning to the now angry male he flinches.
Zander grabs the collar of his hospital robe, twisting until it was cutting Alister's air. "You sick psycho. Your just like them. You're a filthy death eater!" he yells, knowing that there is no one around or near the hospital wing. "Why? Why did you get the dark mark! Was it because you wanted the joy of killing? Did you enjoy watching people suffer? Didn't their screams haunt you?! Where did you get that mark on your chest?! You're part of the Black family! From the moment I saw you, I knew! Why are you here at Hogwarts?!" the raven screams, now straddling the younger's waist.
Alister stares up at Zander in horror, the flashes of nightmare and pain returning at every word. Finally the tears begin again. Grabbing the older male's wrists he yanks them way, untying the hospital robe. He gasps catching his breath as the familiar screams and cries ring through his mind. Falling back onto the bed his arms fly to his head as he begins to put pressure against it to stop the recurring horrors.
Screaming he tries to squirm out from under the uncomfortable pressure on his hips. "Stop! Stop! Shut up!" he cries, tears pouring out of his tightly closed eyes like waterfalls. He gasps loudly, his chest arching off the bed as the burning pain begins again. The bandages around it turn a moist deep red, creating small steams that begin to pool under him. All the color drains from Alister's skin making him a ghostly pale, his eyes open slowly. His back slowly returning to the pooled blood on the bed, all signs off life stopping for a few moments. Alister's fogged deep red eyes blink slowly, dazed by the sudden lack of feeling. Turning his onyx haired head to the raven male straddling him.
Zander stares down at the stranger under him, not knowing how to react.
Alister tilts his head slowly, in interest. Slowly he starts sitting up, his eyes never once leaving those of emerald one's. "Zander." he hisses huskily, face to face with the raven boy. He eyes roam the older males face, taking in his features. Wrapping his arms around the stunned male's shoulders, he leans into the crock of his neck.
"Zander." he breaths lightly against the male's jugular before bringing his mouth around it to bite down.
"Mr. Black! Move!" Madam Pompery screams, shoving the still raven boy to the floor and off the bed. Holding out a silver cross, Alister recoils back against he bed hissing in pain and aggression. Placing a silver cross chain around his neck quickly, Pompery begins the hard process of strapping the agitated thrashing boy down. Hissing loudly Alister thrashes more violently, trying to move the cross from his skin, with no luck. Finally after a few long minutes of Pompery manages to secure him perfectly. Turning to the, now standing, confused raven male she sighs. "Terribly sorry. I found and odd trace of DNA in young Mr. Black's system. I had professor Snape and Dumbledore check it.
Turns out that this boy has a dormant family trait. One of his parents had to have been a vampire, the strange marking on his chest is completely indescribable. It looks as if it's an wound with a mind of it's own. Bleeds and heals when it feels like it." Blinking she sighs, going up to the worn out ruby eyed male. Narrowing her eyes she notices him wheezing uncontrollably. "Mr. Black?" She approaches him quickly casting a spell and scanning him, she gasps in horror as she stop above his chest, where his heart is. "Quickly, get me professor Snape!" She yells, shooing Zander away, only for him to arrive moments later with Dumbledore and Snape.
"I don't know what's happening to him. His blood isn't circulating. It's all pumping to the wound in his chest. I've tried everything I could think of. Nothing works!" a very stressed Medi-witch cries in agony.
Dumbledore takes her to another part of the hospital wing, to try and calm her down. Snape hurries to the ruby eyed boy's side, narrowing his eyes in recognition. "Alister."
The onyx male looks up and his eyes begin to water, returning to their usual crystal color. "I-I want to die!" he chokes out between uncontrollable sobs. "Leave me alone!" he yells, trying his best to move away from the now annoyed professor.
"Axie."
Alister's eyes widen, but close tightly in an instant. "Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!" he screams, thrashing against the bindings.
Snape scowls, turning to Zander. "You, stop standing there like an idiot and hold him still. Anymore thrashing and he's as good as dead. He's already lost so much blood."
Zander nods, going up to the thrashing male, placing a hand over his tightly closed crystal eyes. Leaning forward he whispers softly against his ear. The onyx male's begin to slow until they stop completely. Looking over at Snape he nods for the professor to continue.
Returning a curt nod, Snape reaches into the pocket f his robe, taking out a vial of crystal blue liquid. Tilting it slightly, letting it pool into the deep wound in his chest, turning it to a dark cloud of smoke. Before where the wound was is now a tattoo like scar of a large dragon wrapped around a heart shaped stone.
Zander stares down at the mark, recognizing it instantly. He reaches into his shirt, pulling out the emerald necklace. He looks from the mark to the stone repeatedly. Sighing he removes his hand from the now unconscious male. Looking up at the stressed professor he can't help but wonder. "Professor. You called him Axie. Why?"
"That is his name, Zander my good boy." Dumbledore sighs, a frown visible on his wrinkled face.
" Axiell Black. Yes, he belongs to the black family. He is Sirius Black's nephew." Snape scowls, taking Alister's pale hand into his own and checking the pulse. "His parents were killed by Bellatrix LeStrange. Rodulfus took him in after that, but left him for dead in Nocturne Alley a few years later, by then Axiell was already too deep into the dark lords affairs to be cut off. The dark lord sent death eaters to kill him, but what they did was much worse. He-who-shall-not-be-named was pleased when he found out of their task and let them by easily for not following his orders. No one really knows what happened, things have been rumored, but nothing concrete. That's where his vampire heritage and this mark come in. Some claim that his dormant heritage was awakened due to traumatic events. The mark no one knows. Only the death eaters who attacked him and the dark lord know what truly is wrong. He has a foster mother now, though. They have been together for all of a year and a half. She's a kind lady who owns a store down in Nocturne Alley. She really cares for him." Snape mutter on, checking the rest of the unconscious boy's body.
"What about the dark mark?" Zander asks, curiosity spiking.
"He was the youngest person to receive the dark mark. When he was four Rodulfus forced him to receive the mark. After that, he was trained to be a killer, as he got older it became natural for him. Then when he was ten Rodulfus forced him to be with the dark lord multiple times, in order to gain favor and placement in the ranks. After only two days Axiell became secluded. He'd have horrible nightmares of gore and killings. He'd lock himself in his room at night with powerful charms that not even the dark lord himself could vanquish easily. This lasted for three years, slowly Rodulfus's favor in the dark lord's eyes diminished. Rodulfus beat him and left him." Snape lifts the fragile boy from the bed, turning to Dumbledore and a horrified Zander.
"I'll take him to my chambers, I've spent years caring for him. With a nod of agreement from Dumbledore the professor exit's the hospital wing, Alister in his arms.
Zander can't help but dry heave at thought of Voldemort claiming children. Looking up at the old wizard, who places a hand on his shoulders he frowns. "That can't be true. There's just no way. That's sickening."
Dumbledore sighs, beginning his trek out of the hospital wing. "My boy, the are more sickening things in this world the you could possible imagine." With that last statement the old man disappears, leaving Zander to his haunting thoughts.
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Xx Hope you enjoyed!!! I know I had fun making this. If your confused I'll explain more next chapter and as you can probably guess, yes, Zander is Harry. You'll know exactly why he changed his name. Oh if you don't like how my characters act I'm sorry I am seriously enjoying making everyone's life complicated. Yay Angst!! xX