Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Hellsing. I don't have money or a job, so please don't sue me!
Warnings: this will be slash, as in MalexMale. Murder and torture will be a part of this story! Don't like, don't read. I eat flames. OOCness.
Hello, my name is Harry James Potter. I am 16. Short for my age. I have emerald green eyes and raven wing black hair. I am a 6th year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yes, I am a wizard. But I am more than just a wizard. I am known as the boy-who-lived, the chosen one, and the defeater of you-know-who. All because I lived when my parents died. I have already faced him many times. I have fought him to "protect the innocents" around me. But what if the story people think that they know was fake? What if their chosen one was considered one of the darkest being in the world? What if their precious chosen one was mated to a vampire? Not just any vampire, but the original vampire, Count Dracula himself? Of course, he is not known as that now. He has been chained and bound to the Hellsing family, some distant relative of mine. Though, there is a possibility of Alucard and I are related also. Have to ask Griphook on my next visit to Gringotts.
But enough of my rambling. This is supposed to be how I met my spouse and mate. How I came to be a vampire's mate.
It was the summer after my first year at Hogwarts. I was being punished for breaking a dish. I know they known that my cousin tripped me, but they don't care. I am the freak. I am the reason everything goes bad in their life. I am the punching bag that they use to get rid of their stress and fear.
Anyways, as I am out on the pouch blood dripping down my back, I think about the end of the school year, when I ask the headmaster to not to send me back to my relative's house. I told him how I am treated at home, but he just has that damn twinkle in his eyes and tells me that I am must be over-stating everything, and that I am safest at my aunt's house.
As I think back, the entire conversation has my instincts screaming that something is wrong. Before I can think about it more, I hear something in the bushes, mumbling.
"Food. Blood. Fresh. So hungry." The voice is kind-of breathy, like there are holes in the lungs. The hairs on the back of my neck stands on end at it. My mind is screaming at me to run, go hide. I get up to do so, but the back door opens, and my uncle is standing there with his belt. Ready for round two of beat the freak.
"Going to try to run away freak?! After we feed you, clothes you and take you in! I will teach you to trying to leave, freak!" he raises the belt, but something in me snapped during his rant.
"You feed me, when? I got a piece of bread in the morning, and I have to sneak water. You gave me Dudley's clothes. I never got anything new. I didn't get toys, the blanket I had was old and thread-worn. I am tired of the abuse. I am tired of being told I am worthless and a freak." After my rant, my magic snapped out, cutting my uncle. After that he looked amazingly like a plum. His mustache is quivering in his rage. My instincts are screaming at me to leave. I ran and left the monster to deal with me "loving" family.
The asphalt torn into my feet as I ran, but I didn't feel it through the adrenaline pumping through my veins. I hear a bang off to my right and something screams. If they are shooting the creatures, they are my allies. I thought as I ran, and changed directions. More bangs, but they aren't directed at me, so I keep going, until I run into someone.
Red. That was all I could see. The person I ran into was wearing a red overcoat, black pants, and a black silk shirt. He had two smoking guns in his hand, and a fanged smile. The fangs should have freaked me out, but the ruby red eyes showed surprise and shock. I felt no fear. I know that he wouldn't hurt me.
"Hello, little one. What are you doing outside?" the voice was deep and dark like his voice was like a piece of the night breathed in. He raised his eyebrow and chuckled like he could hear my thoughts. "Would you please answer my question, little one? And I thank you for the complement."
My brain had stuttered when I heard his voice, but it kicked it to high gear when I thought about his question. The rage that coursed through me when I remembered why I was outside was like a blazing inferno that threatened to consume me when I heard the man growl and place an arm around me shoulder. He raises his other arm and shoots at something in the dark. "You will not be going back to those beasts, little one. Would you like to come stay with me and my master?"
"Your master? Who are they?" I asked thinking that I might end up in the same position as before, but my instincts said that I wouldn't.
"My master doesn't condone hitting a child, but she is strict. She is Sir Integra Hellsing, head of the Hellsing family and organization. She is fair. She will take you in or send you to a family that will love you and not hurt you. I promise." The vampire said.
"Then I will go with you. What is your name?" I ask as we fade into the shadows at my answer.
"My name is Alucard, little one. I am the No-Life King, and the first vampire." Alucard responded.
AN: I AM BACK! My computer crashed and I lost my password. I am so sorry about not being able to answer question or update. I am sorry but I will have to drop, "how did I get here", if someone would like to adopt it, please PM me. A new story and chappy done. Thank you, I will try to update soon.