Harry Potter and the Pureblood Agenda
First story I've ever wrote so go easy on me. Starts with an AU prologue of that fateful night then jumps to post-OOTP. Everything that happened in the original books after Harrys' parents were killed until Harry goes home for the summer after DoM is canon. I could use a beta after this if I can't find one so if anyone volunteers and I get enough reviews for people wanting more then message me. Chances of smut are slim but IF, and that's a big IF, I decide to include it I will give a fair warning. I have no idea how long this will be so don't expect me to have too many chapters.
*Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I make no money off of this and will not at any time.
Prologue
Godrics Hollow
October 31, 1981
A whisper of a pop, unheard by the people on the street, was all that announced the arrival of the cloaked figure. Appearing two blocks from his destination allowed time to think before acting. The cloak created the perfect disguise, allowing him to blend in with the people celebrating this holiday by going door to door looking for treats.
Walking down the sidewalk, distracted by thoughts of contempt and hatred of the place for atrocities committed long ago, the man never noticed the young boy walking towards him in wonder of his clothing. Bumping into this boy brought the man out of his thoughts as if he had been electrocuted. Looking up into the man's face, the boy couldn't help but be mesmerized by the bright blue, twinkling eyes and long silver beard that was longer than he was tall. Suddenly, the boys mind kicked into overdrive as he remembered his mother reading him books and showing him pictures of fairytales from long ago of a King named Arthur and his wizard friend named Merlin. Asking if he was indeed Merlin caused the man to regain his composure from being startled and contemplate his answer before speaking.
"Yes my boy, I am Merlin. May I ask how you know of me?"
Instantly the boys face lit up and said, "My mum reads me stories at night about a King named Arthur and his wizard friend named Merlin, can you really do magic?"
The man decided not to voice his answer and instead summoned a bag of lemon drops from and inside pocket of his cloak and gave them to the boy.
With an awestruck expression, the boy thanked the man and ran down the sidewalk and into a house to tell his mother about what he saw.
After watching the boy hurry away, the man continued on with his original task and soon reached his destination. Looking up at the stately two story brick cottage, the man saw a bright sickly green flash come from the second story window on the right. Worried about being too late, the man rushed into the house taking care to listen for any sounds and to look about the room. Seeing a man on a couch in a room off to the side of some stairs lying unnaturally still, caused his worry to increase. Deciding to check out the cause of the flashes first, the man ran up the stairs but nearly stopped dead at the sound of ritualistic chanting coming from the right. Reaching the top, the man could see an open doorway and beyond that a woman with red hair lying on the floor as still as the man downstairs.
Further in the room, a man stood over a crib looking down on an infant with messy black hair and stunning emerald green eyes while chanting in Latin. The man performing the ritual, unaware of the spectator, finished chanting and reached a hand into his pocket to draw out a black metallic rune.
Placing the rune on the infant's forehead, the man placed his hand on it while casting spells on an identical one around his neck. Upon casting, both runes glowed with a bright gold aura and started to change shape. After morphing into lightning bolts, the runes stopped glowing and the man started chanting once more. To the man outside the room, the chanting sounded like a hundred snakes hissing all at once instead of the normal Latin or Elven languages used.
Deciding to stop the ritual, the man charged in and cast the Killing Curse, causing the man to fall dead and the chanting to stop. Knowing he had to take control of the situation, the man grabbed both runes from the infant and body and checked on the others in the house. Upon learning that both had been stunned and placed under stasis charms, the man cast the Killing Curse twice more to make it look like the one upstairs had killed them. After checking everything over, the men stepped out of the house, never noticing the vapor exiting the ears, nose and mouth of the ritual performer and enter the mark left by the rune on the infant's head.
Once outside the house, Albus Dumbledore portkeyed back to his office in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scotland, leaving Harry Potter to become The-Boy-Who-Lived.
