Updated Chapter 1
A/N: Ok I have re-done the chapter, at the start of this story Harry is 23 and Teddy is six years old. For those of reading for the first time my original chapter 1 was done in a hurry and had inconsistences in names and ages hopefully they are all fixed. I own nothing they belong to their respective owners now on with the story.
The Chosen Imprint
Chapter 1: New Beginnings
London, England Present Day
Sighing to himself the young man stood up and walked over to the window, staring out at the imposing buildings and watching the headlights of cars far below the street below in the pitch black of his office. The young man stood in his moderate office, nothing of the office seemed anything but ordinary, but the young man staring out at the London streets; even from here he could still hear sounds of sirens. But this man was anything but ordinary. Whilst on the outside he was Harry Potter, a young and upcoming MI6 agent, he held a dark secret. Whilst officially he was a MI6 agent by the name of Harry Potter working in the Counter-Terrorism department unofficially he was something different entirely. Only the Director of the MI6 department knew his true identity.
Sighing, the young man turned back around and looked around his office. His walls were bare, the filing cabinets along the left-side of the wall were empty, and his desk had a cardboard box filled with pictures and degrees that until two days ago hung along the walls. Plopping down in his seat he reached deep into his black leather jacket, knocking the holster that held his Walther P99, standard issue for the for MI6, and dug out a half empty pack of Marlboros. The man then pulled out a Zippo and lit a cigarette.
Reaching over his desk he flipped a light on and his features were illuminated in the dull light of his desk lamp. The man was handsome in a rugged way, Stubble littering around his mouth, jet black like his hair that looked like he just stepped out of a wind storm and underneath the fringe his hair, you could just make out a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt.
Standing and going back to look out the window Harry Potter also known as Lord Harry James Potter-Black, wizard, Boy Who Lived, Deputy Auror, former Unspeakable, defeater of Dark Lords across the globe and Hero of England's infamous Second War looked out across the city. It might of been a bit of a shock to his child hood friends who remembered a scrawny shy boy who now stood at over hundred and eighty centimetres and was ninety kilos of pure muscle, his emerald eyes illuminated by the lights from the outside buildings, his clothes were casual not something you would expect from the newly transferred Head of the newly opened Auror Department in Seattle.
Taking another drag of his cigarette the young man thought back on his life. A life filled of pain, hardship, tears, death and love. Just then a knock on the door broke the young man out of his thoughts. Reaching for both his gun in his shoulder holster and wand on thigh holster on instinct he turned around. His eyes flashed gold for a second before he visibly slumped in relief. "Come in" he called out, taking a seat in his chair and leaning back.
The door directly opposite him creaked open and a man who looked to be in his early fifties, dressed in a designer suit and neatly combed hair walked in. Taking one of the seats across the desk the two men surveyed each-other for several minutes, the polar opposites sitting in silence. "You realise you can't smoke in this building right?" the new arrival pointed out to his occupant. Raising his eye-brow questionably he gave a half-hearted glare.
"Think I give a fuck?" Harry Potter asked nearly growling in annoyance. "Language Potter, man I thought having a kid would stop you swearing so much?" the mysterious occupant asked, reaching into the box and pulling out a framed photo, in which Harry was in it two year old in his arms, sitting on a comfy leather seat both dressed in suits and both fast asleep. Everyone now and then picture Harry would shift or the boys hair would change colour. Harry remembered that day. It was the day that Harry had come into custody of Theodore James Lupin-Tonks, affectionately known as Teddy to his loved ones. Looking at the photo Harry's thoughts drifted back to that day.
Flashback Hogsmeade 4 years ago
Harry Potter had arrived in Hogsmeade over forty minutes ago by way of portkey and had travelled directly by car to the church near the home of Nymphadora Tonks-Lupin and Remus Lupin. It had been 6 months since he had seen Teddy, after the war he had been offered a position as an Unspeakable. Understaffed and impressed by his abilities he finished his training in a record 2 months. After his training it had been case after case, dealing with death eaters that escaped the final battle.
After that he had spent the last two years since Voldemort's fall tracking dark wizards and creatures across the globe hoping to pre-empt wizards who had aspirations like Voldemort's and dark creatures who had taken too much human life. With the events out of his control he hadn't had much of a chance to keep in contact with his friends and family…a decision he'd now come to regret. Pausing outside the church in the snow he looked in and saw the mourners through the open door, the two coffins stood on raised altar.
Harry walked into church staying close to the doorway, hidden in the shadows surveying and checking for hidden dangers. There was a family of redheads, the Weasley's, once upon a time they were the closest thing to a family he had but due to certain events those relationships were all in past. Sitting next the youngest red head was a woman with long wavy curly hair, clutching the redhead's hand; their hand's sporting matching wedding bands. This sent a wave of pain across his face before the features formed the usual emotionless mask. Ron and Hermione Weasley, the latter used to go by Granger. They had once been his best friends but after the Second War that all changed.
Harry had fallen in-love with Hermione over the years and finally begun dating during the resistance movement against Voldemort. After the war she had asked him to him to stop, that the war was over and to leave the death eaters to the Auror's. Things just gotten worse the longer Harry had worked for the Unspeakable's. When he had been in the country he relied heavily on the bottle. One night Hermione had finally enough and told him it was his job or her. He'd chosen the job and in his rage had said if she left she should never come back. Six months later he'd heard that Ron and Hermione had started dated and Harry had thrown himself into his work. He was in pain, he wanted to protect others from pain, but what few people knew was that he had wanted to die and he hoped that one case would grant him his wish.
Fighting and killing until a week ago he had received a call. Remus and Tonks had been killed, murdered by a couple of racists who believed that werewolf's deserved to wipe out. The Auror's getting there in time to stop from killing Teddy but it had been too late to save Tonks and Remus. Bringing his thoughts back to the present Harry spied the two people he had come to for. A middle-aged lady with dark black Hair, Andromeda Tonks and the little boy sitting on her lap, Teddy Lupin.
Staying out of sight Harry watched as the priest gave the final blessing and the funeral gathers all started to leave. Andromeda and Teddy stayed till everyone had left and all that was left in the small chapel were the broken old lady, a vibrant young man and the shell of a person. Harry quickly walked into the church between the pews, stopping right next to the one in which they were sitting and keeping his gaze on the coffin. He quickly conjured up two red roses and placed one on each of the coffins. "Thanks you for coming Harry, I know how hard this is for you" Andromeda whispered. Harry turned and got a close look at the two year old sleeping in her arms. The young boy had not understood what was happening but he knew that his mommy and daddy weren't there anymore.
Switching his gaze to the elderly lady, Harry took in her appearance. She did not look good, her skin was sunken and waxy, and Harry now noticed small patches of hair missing and the shaking of her hands.
Sitting down swiftly Harry put his arm around the last two people he had counted as family in this world pulled them both into a light hug. Andromeda put her head into his shoulder and kept it there, drawing strength from the man who had nothing left to lose and nothing to give to take her pain away.
"I came as soon as I could, they were my family, just like you and Teddy are, and if I could change places I'd do it in a heartbeat" Harry murmured. Nodding her head and sniffling a bit Andromeda raised her head and looked at Harry. "Harry, you might have to" she whispered. At this Harry shook his head. He had no idea what Andromeda was talking about. How could he possibly take Tonks and Remus place? That's when his magic found something wrong. Harry gave Andromeda a quick look over and the pain in his heart increased.
"Oh Andy" Harry murmured, pulling Teddy out of her arms and letting him let him rest comfortably, whilst pulling Andy into a tighter hug. "I'm dying Harry, Dragon Pox. The healers have given me a little over six months to live" she whispered into his shoulder. "There's nothing they can do?" Harry questioned just as softly as Andy had spoken. "No there is no known cure for dragon pox, that's why I asked you stay till after the service, there's something I need you do to for me" Andy whispered. Raising his head and placing his chin on her crown he replied with a soft reply of: "Anything you need Andy, I'll do everything in my power to make happen"
Andy let out a relieved smile, and sighed. She looked like she was preparing herself for something painful. "Harry you know how I said you might have to take my daughters place, I need to...take Teddy in" she whispered. This seemed to shock Harry into silence for a few moments. "Andy...I don't think that's a good idea" Harry whispered. "Harry please you must there is no-one else...Remus and Dora trusted you enough to make his godfather, if you don't take him in then no-one will, no-one can protect him like you can" she said passionately, breaking the hug and looking at his face. "What about the Weasleys why can't they take him in?" Harry questioned. "They are afraid, in England there are still some pureblood supremacists spouting about the 'darkness' of lycans, Harry he needs you, if you take him he can have a normal life" Andy replied desperately.
The young boy chose this moment to open his eye and wake up. Sleepily rubbing his eyes he looked around and finally the man whose lap he was. His hair swiftly changed colour to the same black and his eyes turned emerald green. "Hawwy" he squealed excitedly jumping up and wrapping his arms around his neck. Harry chuckled briefly and hugged the little boy back. Harry looked down at child who was babbling away at a rate Harry could barely understand. A warm feeling filled his heart despite the setting they were in and timing of their meeting Harry found himself smiling without even knowing.
Harry had wanted a family when he was younger, a wife and children, a normal life and a normal job...well as normal as you could get when you were a wizard, but now he had lost all hope of that happening, drinking and running missions, fighting evil and just trying to make it through the day. At the young age of 19, Harry had lost all hope and just hoped when he died he could find peace in the afterlife, but he didn't think he would deserve it. But now having the bundle of energy on his lap talking a mile a minute Harry found himself laughing for the first time in a long time.
Smiling tenderly at the pair, Andromeda voiced the thoughts she had been thinking. "Harry, it's not just Teddy who needs you, you need Teddy just as much as he needs you, to remind you that there is still innocence in the world, that there's something worth living for" she murmured to the weary man.
Harry looked at her in shock, then down at the small child, who was now snuggling back into him and his heart, came alive for the first time in years. Sighing and nodding his head he turned and looked at Andromeda.
"Ok I'll look after him, I'll treat him as if he was my own" Harry murmured to Andromeda, not knowing that this decision would bring him more happiness than he had ever know and giving him a family he had always longed for.
Bringing himself back to the present he looked back over at the other man. When Harry had taken in Teddy he had completely changed his life. No longer having only himself to worry about, Harry had gotten a transfer to the Auror department, which was also part of the MI6 now in the more modernised English Ministry of Magic, he started working in department of magical murders and disappearances.
He quickly rose through the ranks, his instincts, spell and knowledge of the magical world, his ability to work undercover and his unique abilities made him a formidable Auror. He quickly garnered attention, the Director of Magical Law Enforcement Aaron Grison who was now sitting across from him. He had taken him under his wing and taught him even more, but also showed him how to balance his work and private life, so now at the age of twenty-three, work was his source of income, and his private life was which he lived and not the other way around.
But all that had come to a crashing halt six months ago. Whilst attempting to apprehend a subject who was responsible for the murder of over sixteen men, women and children, Harry had gotten blindsided. He had not expected a team of Mundanes to be working in sync with the dark wizard. Harry had been tortured and left for dead; the healers had barely managed to save his life. After this scare Harry realised how truly dangerous his job was and now six months later, back on his feet but still battling the nightmares and seeing the physical scars in the mirror had made him rethink his priorities.
When he had been offered the job of the Head Auror department in newly open branched in Seattle America, he had taken it with both hands. Whilst he would have very little field duty, he could still go out on the occasional case but he would also be working more regular hours. Teddy was starting school this year, at the age of six he was a spitfire, he and Harry looked out for each other. Teddy had given Harry the one thing he had lost back; he regained his faith in the world. It had also been the magical creature laws specifically the 'tagging' of all lycans that had made him finally accept the offer. America had no such laws and in fact their Lycans were so well integrated into their society that prejudice against werewolves was unheard of in America
"You know it's that not nice to keep people waiting" Aaron spoke at last. Harry quickly shook off his thoughts of the last few years and looked at Aaron. Aaron had become a father figure to Harry and one of the few people he trusted in the world.
"Yeah well no-one asked you, did they?" Harry quipped back. "Smartass, you know I was almost sad to see you leave, but now I'd can't wait to get rid of you, who needs little sarcastic pricks around all the time" Aaron grumbled to himself. "I love you too" Harry said sarcastically. Shaking his head at the young man across from him Aaron softly chuckled. "So when does your flight leave?" Aaron asked. "Six A.M tomorrow morning" Harry answered quietly.
"You got the house set up then?" Aaron asked him. "Yeah I got a nice house in small little town a couple of house outside of Seattle, what was it…" Harry murmured looking around his papers "ahh here it's a town called Forks" he said, holding the address in his hand. Harry had looked at the photos on the net and he had liked it instantly, very homey and very lived in on the outskirts of town near the woods for when Teddy transformed.
"What about furniture?" Aaron asked, taking the address from Harry and slipping into his pocket. "Already ordered it, it should all be unpacked by the time we get there, it was about time I bought a house for Teddy, living in Penthouses can't be good for the kid" Harry murmured.
Looking at the time, Harry swore to himself. "Shit I was supposed to home half an hour ago" he said gathering up his box and slinging his jacket back on. Aaron stood up and helped him gather the rest of his papers and tucked them into his folders. Quietly they slipped from the office and walked to the elevator in silence and stepped in. When they finally reached the ground floor they walked out and went to the parking garage where Harry's Ford Territories stood. They stopped and looked at each other before embracing. Releasing each other they nodded to each other and Aaron whispered a quick goodbye to him. Harry got into the truck and gunned the ignition and started off towards home. He had a flight to catch tomorrow.
Forks, WA USA
It had been a stressful couple of days in the Cullen household. After Nessie had been spotted in the forest, everyone was waiting for what was going to happen next. Almost everyone in Jacob's pack were packed in the Cullen's room but one of the pack stayed outside leaning against the wall staring into the forest. Leah Clearwater was trying to control her disgust at what was currently happening inside house. Leah was the first woman to shift into a wolf for many generations. She heaved a sigh again and continued to look into the forest ignoring the sounds inside instead focusing on the ambient noise of the forest.
Leah was considered to be quite beautiful, whilst taller than most of the women in the tribe she was still dwarfed by the others of her pack. With the tanned skin of her people she was considered to be and the added fitness of the shifting ability she turned more than a few eyes when she walked down the street. "Aww did you see that she just smile, she smiled at me" she heard Jacob exclaim.
Finally snapping she took off in the direction of the forest phasing mid jump. Finally sighing she ran deeper and deeper into the forest a sense of freedom she'd not felt in years. Finally after all the torment of sharing her mind with Sam her ex-fiancé whom imprinted her cousin and broke her heart she was free from his mind, of seeing the love he feels for Emily and pity he felt for her.
Stopping quietly she realised she had ran all the way to the border between the reservation and Forks. It was then she caught the scent, a scent unlike anything she had smelt before. Following it lead to a small dirt road when suddenly she heard the roar of an engine coming round the bend. Shifting quickly back into the forest she quickly glanced a muscle car roaring down the road disappearing round the bend. Leah had been rooted into place, not by the roar of the car, but rather the scent coming from the car. It smelt, sweet like honey but it made her hear beat faster than it ever had, it gave her a feeling of peace she hadn't felt since her father had died.
Needing to find the source of the information, she ran along the edge of the forest keeping the road insight when the house came into shape. She'd hear the previous occupants had passed away and the remaining relatives saw no need of house in a small town so they'd sold it. It was two stories high, made of an oaken colour wood, with a wraparound porch with a rocking swing to the right of the door. A large window dominated a large portion of the first floor while several dotted the second. It looked spacious with a chimney jutting out above the roof and small garage was just adjacent to the house.
"We are not getting a dog Teddy" she heard an accented voice say, judging from it the speaker was British. "But daaaaaaaaaaadddddddd, we never could before, now we got a house we can, pretty please" whined a voice that definitely belonged to that of child broke her out of her thoughts. Parked in front of the car port was a rather impressive looking muscle car, whilst not a gear head she'd heard enough about cars while phased to know it was impressive. One of the doors opened and out jumped and young boy, Leah guessed he couldn't have been more than six or seven.
He was a cute kid, with jet black hair and emerald eyes he quickly hopped on the spot waiting for the other occupant of the car to exit. When the other door open Leah's entire universe exploded, the man had taken her breathe away; he was without a doubt extremely handsome. He stood at six foot, was dressed in a black shirt, with a black leather jacket and black jeans hanging of his hips, as he moved around the car to open the door you could see the ripple of muscles just beneath his shirt and had several days' worth of stubble on his face.
He had black hair that looked windswept with a pair of aviators covering his eyes. But it wasn't his attractiveness that was forcing her to stare. One by one she felt the thin strings connected her to everything snap and she was suddenly bundled together to him in such a way that it made her heart constrict to point where she might die before beating as if for the first time in her life.
"Uncle Harry, seriously, I need a dog, I mean ever since Goldie died I've been really lonely and I want a pet" the young boy said. "Why did Goldie die?" the man asked. The boy suddenly had a sheepish expression on his face and mumbled something that the Lead could catch but apparently the man didn't, who Leah knew as both 'Dad' and Uncle Harry. Harry asked him to repeat what he had said. "It wasn't my fault I was sick and I couldn't make to the bathroom, why do always bring that up, especially in front of my friends?" the young boy whined. Chuckling to himself, not even noticing Leah cooing in the underbrush of the forest.
The man rolling his eyes at the young boy walked as he walked around to the back of the car and popped the boot. "Cause kid as parent/Uncle/older brother and your future wingman it is my god given right to embarrass you" he answered in a very cherry voice, bending over in the boot to grab a rucksack of clothes and three suitcases that obviously belonged to a child, giving Leah the best view she'd had all day. He gathered the young boy's belongings all the way up the porch and disappearing into the house. The only thing that ran through Leah's mind was oh my god I just imprinted.