Full Summary: Harry, full of grief and betrayed by those he loves, has one last wish for himself: step through the veil and reunite finally with Sirius and his parents. The problem? All is not what he expected and he ends up in another realm. One where he has a big brother and he's the supposed boy who lived, his parents and Sirius are alive, and they all believe he is a squib! What will he do now, what has happened? Try to return to those he was betrayed and save that world, or take advantage of the gift he has been given and enjoy this new world, what are its consequences if he follows through?

Warnings: Slash (maybe), swearing, OOC from most Characters, and I will be adding as they come! ,if there is smut in some chapters I will be warning you at the beginning , but they will be marked!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight! I'm writing this for myself, and others amusement, I also don't get paid to do it ;) the characters aren't mire, I just play with them for my own amusement.

It had been an intense month... Sirius had died in the Department of Magic and had left me a letter that Remus had given me when he could.

As it turned out, Sirius had left me as his sole heir and he prompted me, in his letter, to go to Gringotts as soon as possible. Once I could escape from Hogwarts with the help of Poppy and surprisingly Snape, I went to the nearest goblin and gave him the letter that Siri had given me.

They had ushered me into an office where they had explained to me what was going to happen now that my godfather had died, and after a huge discussion with them we discovered that letters, hundreds of them that were supposed to be given to me, had not researcher and found me.

That led to track what had happened with said letters and what they found...

Well the research of the letters gave way to a bigger investigation and what they found was not pretty... As it was, Dumbledore, along with the Weasley matriarch had been stealing heirlooms and money, lots of money, and had forged a marriage contract and a false will where I gave all of my possessions to them once I died.

The ruckus that followed that was legendary; they found the goblins that had allowed all of that and sentenced them to death, and in compensation returned all of the items stolen and with interest and once that was solved they read the wills. In them Sirius left me as Lord of house of Black and emancipation papers signed.

The most interesting thing was that he had left behind a sample of blood with the instructions of a blood adoption if I wanted to do so as the summer before that Siri had expressed his willingness and had told me that he loved me as if I was his own son and that he had spent too many years in Azkaban and as a result of that was his infertility, another problem was his dormant creature blood.

He was not strong enough to have archived said creature but his instincts were that that of a full creature and one of its many instincts was to mate and have children. He had warned me that if my magic was powerful enough, which considering everything it had many possibilities, I could become said creature, and if it had not passed through his blood adoption, I had either way the same possibilities because my grandmother, who was a Black also.

I was so excited to have a part of Sirius in me, that I overlook that insignificant (but important) part and went ahead with our plans and set a day to do the blood adoption as that day we had too many things to do, such as sort the Lordship rings and which houses I had access to, and what quantity I had of money, and properties that were left for me.

And that is where my story begins to unfold itself….

See in all of my life I had seen many things, sure being a 15 year old boy wasn't that special or important. People tended to overlook me and underestimate me, but that was fine it really was.

While they thought that I didn't understand what they were saying I did, years of living with the Dursleys was good for something, because it meant that I could go undetected, it was handy when you didn't want people to notice you. It was how I was able to keep pretending for so long, it was how I found out about blood wards and blood rituals.

See blood wards will only activate if there is love in the house, however there is a catch. The person who the blood wards are on needs to feel loved and has to love whoever lives in the house as well, as it is love that powers the blood wards.

Since me and my 'relatives' don't get along, they were never active, meaning I was forced to go back to them every year for no reason, then there was 4th year when Voldemort used my blood.

Either way they were null and void, it was part of the reason why I was doing this, why I was going to go through with this ritual.

"Mr. Potter, its time, we have to begin."

"Of course Rankok"

And with that I cut my palm, with a special ritual dagger that was used when they didn't know what Lordships a person would have, after all it was easy to tell what they had by their blood.

After all blood never lies, not like people and let it slip into a white ceramic bowl so it could be put into a special blood paper that would tell me my Lordships, but if there was anything else such as creature blood and other titles then it would come up on the paper as well.

As it was, I ended up being the Lord of the Ancient and Noble houses of Potter, Black, Peverell, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Le Fay, and Emrys, which left me as close to Royalty as Le Fay and Emrys were much more important and overruled many.

"Now that we know which houses you are Lord of, I will give you the rings. Would you prefer to fuse some of them together to create a unique ring?"

"Yes please, it would be more practical in the long run. Thank you."

It was not like they would be there much longer, because I had a plan. The wizarding world could go and screw itself.

I was done with the lot of them, and I was going to reunite with the only ones who had not abandoned me, time and time again.

Once I had done all the possible things that I could to ensure that those thieves couldn't get their hands on my fortune, and done a will, stating that everything was left behind to the Weasley twins, Neville, Luna, and Poppy I went to the Ministry of Magic.

What I hadn't realised was that the Goblins had put a special ward and spell on my new ring, that much later I would really appreciate even if at the time I didn't appreciate it fully.

What's more, all of my precious possessions were with me, my trunk, with my wand and all of the books that I had accumulated were with me, my photo album… and with that I entered undetected into the DoM.

Once there I tried to remember where the chamber with the veil was, and although I lost myself some minutes through the corridors I quickly remembered where I was and entered the chamber.

As I entered inside the chamber, my mind stopped functioning and started to remember the tragic event that had happened within these four walls. I had set my mind on what I wanted to do, of what I would leave behind, friends, teachers, memories… but nothing mattered anymore.

Friends and teachers alike had betrayed me time and time again and I was tired of apologising and getting disappointed when they did it again. The cycle was vicious and I wanted to be out of it, nothing mattered anymore.

Those that I loved most weren't already here, and I wanted to be with them. What I didn't count of was that I was leaving with all of my precious possessions, because I wanted to leave with everything that was dear to me as I didn't want them to be acquired by someone that shouldn't have them, which was a possibility.

And with that in mind, I tried to go forward, step through it, without regrets, trying to not think about the friends I was leaving behind and instead, thinking of the ones I would encounter.

Everything would be alright now. I was sure of it.

"Honey, wake up!" said a sweet, angel like voice "Today is the big day!"

"Common mum, wake him up!"

Said another voice, this one more pitch like, way younger, and male.

"Wake up, Hadrian! Common sleepy head! It's time!"

Those voices were confusing for sure, the female was familiar, but I couldn't place it, recognise it where it came from… wasn't I supposed to be dead? Non-existent? Nada?

Well I wanted those voices to stop, so I opened my eyes. And I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing, as I could swear that right in front of me, was a clone of my father, just younger, and behind him, my mother, a little older than what I remembered.

I didn't know what was happening, but I would follow them, just in case they were trying to prank me, and any moment would appear my dear godfather and yell 'Surprise!' but something told me they were not lying and that was getting me more confused, because I didn't understand what was happening.

Wasn't the veil a mean to get people killed? And if I didn't die, did that mean that Siri was alive somewhere in this new world? Maybe I –

"Sweetie? Are you alright?" interrupted my mother

"Yes, although I had a really weird dream, it was so estrange…"

Not was the chance, I would told them what had happened and then I would truly know if this was a joke, because even though they might be the biggest pranksters, their eyes couldn't lie.

And then, well then I didn't know what I would do if this was the 'real' world and they truly were my parents, whether 'real' was. And well, I wasn't sure who this clone was…

"Maybe it was a nightmare honey; tell it to me, some say that if you have a nightmare you have to say it out loud so that way it doesn't happen…"

… Brother? This was my brother? Where had I stepped into? I couldn't do things half way, could I?

"Well… it was… you see… I was in a world where you and daddy were gone, and I was alone, well I had aunty penny, but I was older… and then… then Siri was gone too but..."

"Shhh… calm down Harry, it was a mean nightmare, we are right here, me, dad, and your big brother, see? And today is the day! Don't you remember? We have to buy some robes, because the day after tomorrow a really important person and a friend of the family, Albus Dumbledore, who is also Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, don't you remember? Maybe we should take you to Mungos, you are a bit pale…."

she trailed off after a while

"Well, he is coming to do a spell on you to see if you have magic! But I already told you last week that you shouldn't worry, it's a procedure that happens to all the children that have passed through an intense broth of the flu, but you don't have to worry sweetheart if you haven't done any magic yet. Your brother was a late bloomer too…"

What? No magic? At all? Just how is that possible? Maybe I'm in a body that was already a squib... and if so, does that mean I will be a squib too?

Then I realise that I am no squib, because I could feel my magic pulsing right inside me and through out all my being, but what would happen if it still came up as if I was a squib, in the examination? What would I do then?

What if it's blocked, because surely jumping universes or whatever this was that I had done, had consequences?

I couldn't really try with those two right in front of me, it would be suspicious if this 'Hadrian' that hadn't made magic at all, suddenly made magic, what a scandal! What would I do to keep the charade up for a week?

. . . . . . . . Time Change . . . . . . . .

"Harry, this is Albus Dumbledore, do you remember that I talked about him?"

"Yes, of course, good morning headmaster!" I said with politeness, and the headmaster stared at me with those annoying twinkling blue eyes…

"Oh dear, how polite you are my boy! It will be a great pleasure to have you at Hogwarts, that's for sure! Don't you worry about the spell, it will be alright!"

And with that I was led to a private room in Mungos, and the med witches made me lie down until they ended.

Half an hour later my parents were made to enter, and they stood at my right side, with my mother holding my hand strongly, almost making my blood pressure drop, and making it crumple.

"Well Lord Potter, Lady Potter, I'm so sorry to communicate to you that your son is unable to do magic"

"What!" sobbed my mother uncontrollably, unable to say anything more

"What do you mean he is unable?" said my father, with the iciest voice I had heard, excluding Snape's of course.

"Well…."

The healer next to the med witch said, getting nervous by the second

"It seems that your soon has magic, but he can't use it, he is not, however a squib, who don't have enough magic, but your son, has plenty. We will try to do studies about it, since these cases are rare, and have happened before, but not on such a young child. It is a fortunate event that we discovered this before there were… unfortunate events to pass, such as trying to label his as a squib, which he is not, I assure you"

"But isn't it the same? After all, he can't do magic, they will eat him alive!"

Said James

"What do we do until you find a cure?"

"A cure Lord Potter? We are not sure that he will gain his magic, maybe a small portion, but it will be too weak to do any damage…." Hesitated the healer…

"Oh Merlin, what do we do now James? We can't take care of his needs; it would be unfair to him? What if he starts to resent us all?"

Tried to whisper Lily, but didn't realise that in the small room, everyone had hear her, Harry included.

New story! I couldn't resist! leave a review and tell me with who you want harry to be with and why, I still haven't decided with who he will be, so convince me! I will try to update soon my stories but my family is going through a tough time, so when I'm able to, I will update them