Chapter 1: The Beginning of Something More

October 31, 1981

Little feet ran like the wind he had found something that he wanted to show his older brother James and his wife Lily. His name, Seraphim Leon Potter and he had just found the mystical Dragon treasure and took the Sword of the Dragons as proof of his findings, granted that he was only 12 and was in his second year at Hogwarts and that the sword was seven feet long but it resized to fit his frame as he ran down the streets of Godrics Hollow.

As he reached the house he noticed that the door was opened which was unusual, as he pushed the door open wider he saw his older brother James dead on the floor. "JAMES." He screamed he couldn't believe it the monster found them. Anger flooded through him as his Metamorphmagus abilities were running rampant his eyes kept shifting from his normal blue eyes to green dragon-like eye. His hair changed from its normal long black to silver to red but what he didn't notice was that the sword itself was pulsating; he was literally seeing red when he heard Lily upstairs. "Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead." Lily begged, the monster was still in the house and was trying to hurt his sister-in-law and his nephew he quickly raced up the stairs to Harry's room which caused both Voldermort and Lily to turn towards him the sword was drawn clutched tightly in his hands. "So the last pure-blooded Potter has arrived." He said with an evil grin "No leave him out of this don't harm him!" Lily pleaded with the Dark Lord. "No I think I'll kill him first and you can watch as your husbands last remaining family member is killed off." He said. "RUN SERAPH RUN!" Lily screamed "Avada Kedavra." As soon as the curse left his wand the sword magically appeared before Seraph cutting the curse in half, but the force of the blast threw Seraph into the hallway wall knocking him unconscious as the sword followed and sliced Seraph's eye in a horizontal position his eye was closed at the time saving him any complications with the eye later and the sword disappeared into thin air. "Hmmm interesting the sword saved his life. Avada Kedavra." He said as the killing curse hit him square in the chest. He then turned his attention back to the last of the Potter family.

December 30, 1990

Blue eyes snapped open as a single tear rolled down his face as he took in his surroundings he was still in the graveyard where they buried his family his mother, father, brother and his sister-in-law. He never found out how he survived the killing curse but he swore he would pay him back for everything he took from him he never believed that Voldermort died because every time he visited their graves he had relived the same memory. The only living family he had left was his nephew Harry Potter where ever he was; Seraph just hoped that the boy was living a happy life or there would hell to pay.

Seraph changed over the years no more of the bright colors he used to wear as a child now he wore only black the color of darkness the color of death. He now wears a single black leather hooded cloak with the sleeves tight around his wrists and a silver zipper running down the middle, black leather elbow length gloves, and knee high black- silver trimmed boots. On his shoulders he has two silver pauldrons, while on is right hand he wears a silver elbow gauntlet. A single scar marred his face over his right eye that he had received 9 years earlier. "Happy Christmas brother." He said as her remembered the good times with his older brother. "Awww. Parting is such sweet sorrow." Said an obviously male voice from behind him as Seraph silently conjured two silver daggers. The man smiled a sickening smile "Your not afraid are you?" The man asked, Seraph could feel wizards that were not aligned to the light he was out numbered three to one and he knew. "Me afraid of a bloody werewolf like you… never." He said as he quickly spun around on his heel and threw the two knives into the werewolf's chest one hitting his lung the other his heart it was dead before it hit the ground. As soon as the body hit the floor he took off in a dead run he knew he was being followed and that's what he wanted as he turned to fire a Confringo curse he heard someone say "Sectumsempra." It was too late he was hit and the cut was very deep he had to make a hasty retreat so he apparated away with a pop.

Nymphadora Tonks was home for christmas this year as she would be leaving Hogwarts for the last time this year come June she was outside with her father throwing snowballs at each other when the heard a loud pop as they looked towards the sound they saw a hooded figure holding his side as he stumbled closer they noticed that he was heavily bleeding Ted Tonks being the kind man that he is went to see if the hooded figure needed help. As soon as he approached him the man fell face first into the snow. Ted rushed to the figures side and noticed that figure had lost a lot of blood as it pooled around the body thinking quickly he picked up the figure. "Dora quickly help me get this man inside." Nymphadora ran towards the house and threw open the door. Andromeda Tonks was in the kitchen making tea for her husband and daughter, when the front door was thrown opened she peeked her head around the corner to see what happened and saw Nymphadora standing there with the door wide open she was about to speak up when her husband rushed through with a body in his arms. "Dora have your mom get the healing and blood-replenishing potions for me and meet me in the guest room." Nymphadora nodded her head as her father rushed past her.

Ted had placed the young man gently on the bed in the guest bedroom and started removing his apparel he noticed that what ever this guy was doing he was prepared to fight a war. Ted had just taken off the young mans gauntlet, cloak, and cloves leaving the young man in his boots, and pantsleaving the young man bare chested as Ted's daughter came in. "Here's the…" she started but she caught sight of the mans bare chest and noticed that he was quite muscular she was pretty sure he wasn't much older then herself, she then looked at his face and there was only one word she could to describe his handsom features 'Angel' even with the scar over his eye she thought he had the face of an angel. 'Wait a minuet, where have I seen that scar before.' She was brought out of her thoughts when her father started taking the potions from her and started forcing the healing potions down the mans throat so the wound would start to heal. As soon as the wound healed he then forced the blood-replenishing potions down his throat. "Dora check his pockets and see if he has any identification on him." He told her, she just nodded and went searching through his pockets. "Sir if you can hear me we are only looking for some identification we are not trying to rob you." A loud moan was his only reply after a bit of searching they found his wand and some pictures but no identifaction. "Here father all I found was his wand and some pictures." Tonks said as she handed him the items. "Come on Dora let go join your mother in the kitchen." Ted said as he realized that their was nothing more he could do to help the young man.

The Tonks family were going through his photos to see if they knew anyone so they could contact his family. "How about this photo Nymphadora anyone you know?" Her mother asked as she handed her the picture. "I told you not to call me Nymphadora mother." Tonks said as she glared at her mother. "I still don't understand why you hate your name so much… I gave you that name for a very special reason." Andromeda said sadden that her own daughter hates her own name. "What reason could you have had to name me that?" Tonks asked still glaring at her mother. Andromeda abruptly stood up her body was shaking with saddness "Well if you don't know then I will not tell you." she said as she quickly walked towards the dinning room exit but stopped and turned towards her daughter. "Mark my words Nymphadora the man you are destined to be with will tell you the meaning of your name." And with that she left. Nymphadora paid no heed to her mothers warning as she looked at the photos it was the last picture that caught her eye it showed the young man dressed in graduation robes and a man with blond hair and a fake eye both were smiling. "Hey that's Alasor Moody the man who I will be training under so I can train to be an Auror." She said suddenly causing her father to jump as she left to make a floo call to Alastor.