Demon-born

Fanfiction

When Harry Potter was a child, he received a letter to a school of wizardry. But before that, he received a letter from his parents when he came into his inheritance. He was seven years old.

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Part 1-Truth

Harriso James Potter was not like most seven year olds. For one he could cook as well as any master chef. He could also play any instrument imaginable, and he was loved by all animals no matter what they were. He could also talk to all living things, even the plants. That was the reason that his aunts prized flowers grew so beautifully. They grew for Hari.

Aside from all of those things, Hari was also a very quiet child, and very respectful to those who treated him like an equal. He was a very sweet child and very beautiful. No, Hari was not at all a normal child. But he was okay with that as long as he had friends, and he did. All animals and plants were his friends. And he knew that they loved him dearly. So he was alright.

When he was outside at least. Inside was a different matter altogether.

Hari Potter was a slave in his aunt and uncle's house. They treated him worse than they would an enemy's dog and they made sure to tell him every day how worthless and how much a waste of skin he was. They also made sure to beat him if he didn't do something correctly by their standards.

Hari had learned long ago to stay quiet and be as small as possible. He had also learned to make it weeks without any food at all. His aunt made him sleep in his cupboard without food if she thought he had embarrassed her.

But her punishment was much better than uncle Vernon's when he thought Hari deserved it. He would tie Hari up and blindfold him. Then he would be taken somewhere dark and cold. And in that place, people-men-would touch him all over his body. He hated those men, and he knew who they were too. There was a mouse in that place, and it had told him their names. He hated that place and he hated his uncle. He hated all his relatives, well, all except Dudley. Dudley was nice to him when his parents weren't looking. He had even tried to treat Hari's wounds after he'd been beaten once. Dudley was nice, even if he was really fat.

Aside from the abuse, Hari had a place to live. Though that was all he could call it. But then, that all changed when he got the letters.

It had been a normal day, Hari had done his chores and uncle Vernon had gone to work. Aunt Petunia had gone off to someone's house to gossip, and Dudley had gone to a friend's house. Hari had finished all his chores, and had made dinner by the time the family came back. He had been going back to his cupboard, when uncle Vernon had yelled.

''Freak!'' he yelled, looking at his plate in disgust.

Hari walked over with fear in his heart. He looked at his uncle's plate to see what he had done wrong. He couldn't find anything wrong with it. He swallowed.

''Yes, uncle Vernon.'' He said meekly.

''look at that you freak!'' he said, taking Hari by his shirt and lifting him. It wasn't very hard since Hari weighed so very little.

Vernon put his face toward the mashed potatoes. Hari saw it; there was a lump of un-mashed potato in the mound of white. He swallowed. ''I'm sorry uncle Vernon, I'll get you another plate of food.'' He said softly, hanging from the large meaty grip.

''oh no you won't you little freak! You'll be punished. I told you the next time you upset me, I would let the hands do more than touch you didn't I?'' he hissed in Hari's ear. He didn't want Petunia or Dudley to find out. They didn't need to know how he got some extra pocket money on the side.

No! No! He couldn't go back there. He didn't want to go. He hated how the hands made him feel, as if he was dirty and filthy. And he hated how he couldn't do anything! He tried to struggle as uncle Vernon carried him toward the door. He panicked when he saw the door.

As they neared it, he felt something strange. He felt like something was inside him, something too big for him to hold inside. As soon as he thought that, it started to grow and grow.

Unaware of it, he had closed his eyes and had begun to glow a light gold. And then, as his relatives watched, it looked like he exploded! They had to look away, and when they looked back Hari James Potter was gone from their house.

They would never see him again until their lives were in danger.

Hari woke up in a clearing surrounded by trees. He didn't know how he had gotten there, but the trees said that he had appeared in a burst of gold and black light.

He believed them, but how had that happened?

He sat up, and something fell onto his lap. He looked down, and saw a large envelope. It was white and had one word in red written on it. The word was Hari.

Hari took the envelope and opened it after breaking the wax seal. Inside were two letters, and each letter had one of his parents' names on it. He took both out and decided to the read the one on top first. It had his mother's name on it.

Dear Hari,

From Lilly E0ovans Potter

Dear Hari, I do not know how old you are now, but if this letter has reached you, then it means you have come into your inheritance.

As you may already be aware, you are a wizard, and I and your father were as well. I hope that you are well and that you are living with your godfather Sirius Black and his boyfriend Remus Lupin. They were great friends of the family and they loved you from the moment you were born. I hope Remus is keeping Sirius from teaching you too many pranks.

Right now you are probably starting to hear animals and plants talk. Don't worry; it's perfectly normal for what you are. You see Hari I found out that somewhere along my family tree, someone married an Elemental demon. Elemental demons were one of the two most powerful demons in the demon realm. Eventually though, there were no more of them because they were all killed.

But unknown to anyone, there was elemental blood in our family. It was the reason I was so good in my potions class at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. I was never an Elemental, though I had a tiny bit of the blood.

But when you were born, the family tree showed that you were a full blooded Elemental and I knew that I had to make sure you knew how to deal with it when you got your inheritance.

Elementals have power not just over the elements, but also over all of nature itself. Elementals can control plants and animals. They can change the weather at a single whim and they can make plants grow wherever they wish. An Elemental is able to use and absorb the earth's magic and make it their own. And an Elemental can ask the earth for anything and if it can, it will give it to them. The earth loves Elementals like its own children.

There is more about Elementals in the demon realm's archives, but what wizards have about them is very limited.

I love you very much and hope that you grow to be able to control your power.

Love,

Lilly Evans Potter

Hari put the letter down. He was an Elemental? There were Wizards? He had a godfather? If he had a godfather, then where was he? And what was that about a school? How come he had never heard of it at all?

He shook his head. He returned to the letters. As soon as he had finished reading his mother's letter, it had caught fire and burned away. So he took his father's letter and began to read.

Dear son

Hello son, it's me your dad. This letter is supposed to tell you about what you are now. You've probably read your mom's letter, so I'll just tell you what you are.

You my son are a Shaedow prince. Now you may think that shadows are just normal things, but they're not. You see shadows are actually alive and thinking. But a Shaedow is a demon, in fact, one of the two most powerful demons around.

Shaedows can use darkness and shadows as windows and informants to tell them about anything or let them see anything. They can also use shadows to take things and bring them to them. You could steal anything in the world and only the shadows would know. You can use the shadows as slaves really; they'll do whatever you say.

Now as a Shaedow prince, you are essentially king of darkness. You have other powers and abilities and if you want to find out more about them, then you should go to Gringotts and ask to see the Potter vaults. There are many old books in there that can help you.

Oh yeah, to get to Gringotts, you can use your shadows. Just talk to them and ask them to take you to Gringotts.

Love from

You're Dad

The letter was shorter than the other one, but it gave more information in a way. It looked like he could get a lot of information at Gringotts. But to get there he had to talk to the shadows. But he didn't know how. Did he talk to them like he talked to the plants and animals?

It was worth a try.

''Hello, shadows? Could I talk with you, please.'' He asked politely. As soon as he finished, the shadows around him came toward him and pooled around him. The shadows had answered. He was excited; he had never known that he could talk to so many people.

''Hello, my name is Hari, and it's very nice to meet you.'' He said shyly. He was nervous when he met new people. ''Would you like to be my friends?'' he asked. He wanted to be their friends. He didn't want to use them like slaves like his dad had said. He wanted to be friends with them. After all, he knew what being treated like a slave was like.

Somehow, the shadows felt warmer. The shadows didn't talk like his other friends, but he could understand that they had said yes.

Hari smiled widely at them and that seemed to make them happy. For a while longer, he talked to the shadows and the plants and the trees. And he even started hearing the wind. But then he remembered Gringotts. He had to get there to find answers, so he asked the shadows to take him there and they did. He sank into the shadows and floated in a black void. But it wasn't cold; instead, it was warm and comforting. As he floated, the shadows ripped away his clothes, and replaced them with new ones. He could feel that they were made of some strange fabric. The shadows said that they were for protection. He was happy and said thank you to them.

Soon he reached Gringotts. He stood in front of the large bank for a while, but then he went in. there were no other people there except for the goblins. When he said hello to them in their own language, they seemed shocked, but also happy. So far, Hari liked Gringotts.

Hari was back in the clearing surrounded by shadows. He had learned so much!

He had found out that he was heir to the houses of Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Potter, Evens, Mirlin, Deth, and Bloodsen. All of them were very old and very powerful houses, with property all over the world and money and power enough to buy the world.

He had also found out about the wizarding world, but what he had found had made him not want to go there. The wizarding world seemed like a prejudiced place that expected him to somehow save it from a mess it had gotten into. He had learned about being the Boy-who-lived, and he had been disgusted.

He had also found out about his godfather, but he hadn't believed it and had asked the shadows what had really happened. Apparently, Peter Pettigrew was the real culprit and Sirius had been falsely accused. He had found Pettigrew living as a rat with a large family of red heads. He didn't like them very much for hiding Pettigrew, even if they hadn't realized. He had sent Pettigrew to good aurors with a note telling the truth. He was positive that his godfather would be free very soon.

But until then, Hari took all the books from all of his vaults, and had his shadows put them to a place where he could read them. A place no one but him could enter. He had also begun having the shadows create a space where he could grow a garden. It would be a place filled with nature and light so the shadows could be close to nature.

The goblins hadn't been surprised when they had learned that he was a Shaedow and an Elemental. They had actually seemed happy. They'd said that Elementals were friends to all creatures of magic and that Shaedows were viewed with awe by many magical creatures. The only ones that didn't know much about them were the wizards. Hari was beginning to think that wizards were a little stupid. It did not improve his wanting to live with them.

Hari had already done so much for one day. He felt tired but he was happy. He did wonder where he could sleep though, but when he asked, the clearing he was in filled with soft moss for a bed and a blanket of shadows wrapped around him.

He asked where he was. The trees said he was in the dark forest, the most magical forest in the human world. It was so magical that humans could not stay in it for more than a few hours before being killed.

Hari decided that he would not stay in the human world forever. He would go to the demon world too to learn about it. He would learn everything and make friends with everyone. He would also take some seeds from both worlds and plant a forest with them. He would also need some animals and some flowers and rivers and lakes. He would ask the dark forest when he woke up. Then he would plant. After that he would read his books and learn all the spells and as much as he could about his powers. Then when he finished, he would go to the demon world and look at their archives. He would ask his shadows to make copies if they didn't let him stay there for long.

With that busy mind, Hari James Potter-Elemental and Shaedow- went to sleep.

End of Part 1

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