BY: ZETHERA

Chapter one: Soulless

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and this fic is AU also Slash.

Cloud Nine

In a park near Private Drive, there was a little boy no more than five sitting on a swing like any normal boy would do but this boy this sat in pain and despair. Even though the boy was young and clouded in despair he was beautiful. He had Jade green eyes that were almost pupiless and emotionless hidden by large glasses, soft silky messy ebony hair that hid most of his face, pale soft skin almost transparent and a lightning bolt shaped scare on his forehead.

The young boy knew he wasn't supposed to stay out late or he would be punished but he just didn't care anymore he just wanted to escape the hell that he was placed to and just run away. It became quit dark as the boy stayed out side and felt slightly scared. As he stood up he felt someone watching him as he looked around he felt two silver eyes looking at him and the only thought that came to mind was 'RUN'.

He ran not knowing what he was being chased after. He heard the others quick sliding footsteps against the pavement as it got closer. All he could think about was to get away but shocked as two cold hands grabbed him roughly by the shoulder. As he looked at the thing that was chasing him, he only saw the silver eyes shining in the darkness. Then suddenly felt something against his lips and felt cold. He felt as if he was being torn in two and pain raced through his whole body and fast as the pain came he felt it go away. He felt great, no more pain or despair. It was as if he was reborn and as he looked back at the silver eyes he saw shock, amazement and happiness. He felt him felt drift between reality and dream world. The last thing he saw was the silver eye's in the darkness.



He felt warm and safe, he was wrapped around in warm fluffy blankets and his head resting against the large feather filled pillow. As he woke up he found himself in a beautiful marble room, then he noticed he wasn't wearing his glasses and he could see perfectly. He was to jump up in joy but stopped hearing the two oak doors creak open.

The person who entered the room was the same person who he had run into yesterday with the silver eyes. The man had navy blue hair, silver eyes, and ghost like skin. The man he was seeing now was more human than he saw last night.

"W..who are you?" He asked

"I am Laza Roric at your service and what is your name little one?" Laza asked in a gently voice not wanting to scare the child.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter" Harry answered and saw a brief shock in Laza's eyes.

"Harry, I know that you are wondering why you are here right?" Harry nodded "You are here because you are the Guardian of Souls and Lord of the Dementors"

First Harry was shocked but was more confused of what a dementor was. Laza saw the confusion on the Harry's eyes and started to explain about what happened.

"Harry a dementor is a soul sucking creature that takes away happiness but there are also another type of dementor that is a demen a much powerful and intelligent type of dementor. I am a Demen and we also suck out souls but are more controlled and also can pass as a regular human. Now a Guardian of Souls and Lord of Dementors are the same thing but witches and wizards think they are two different things. A lord is found when a dementor or demen sucks a mortals soul but is reborn into a immortal being who is the most or almost powerful being on earth".

Laza stopped explaining catching his breath and also letting Harry absorb all the information. Harry couldn't believe he was hearing but it sounded too real to be made up fairy tale

"Harry witches and wizards do exist and other creatures in fairy tales. There has been other Dementor Lords but only one other than you is living. His name is Salazar Slytherin but since it is obvious that you were reborn when I tried to suck your soul that means you are the newest lord. You will be taught the ways of the lord and guardian, by Salazar and myself. I know that this is sudden but please accept it, it would of happened sooner or later".

Thinking about this Harry was not quite happy being a leader or lords of sort but learning new things and no longer being in his relatives hell would be nice. Getting out of the bed he walked towards Laza and felt really short but put that thought aside.

"Laza I would be delighted to be the next Lord and also do you have any other clothes I can wear" indicating his over sized shirt and pants. Laza looked away in disgust, the clothes that his new lord was wearing was like peasants clothes. Laza nodded and guided Harry to another room filled with clothes most of them silk or cotton.

"Try these on my lord" as Laza passed Harry a silk white tunic and pants also a black sash. As Harry tried it on it was comfortable and it was the first clothes he ever wore that fit him.

"Thank you Laza, you're the greatest" Harry said looking into a large mirror that was in the room seeing how he looked.

"Your welcome my Lord" Laza said and Harry frowned.

"Laza why do you call me lord?" Harry asked.

"Because you are the new lord and calling you anything else would be very disrespectful"

"Well call me Harry and that's a order you're my first friend Laza and I don't want you to call me Lord" Laza was surprised by this and felt honored that Harry let him call Harry by his name also that Harry thought of him as his friend.

"Harry, it's time for you to meet the other lord Salazar Slytherin" Laza said guiding Harry to the Library.

Harry found out that the castle was huge and also that there was many hallways that he almost got lost following Laza. Now climbing stairs that he was getting tired and leaned against the wall. Suddenly he felt Laza carry him up the stairs. Harry somehow felt safe in Laza's arms and almost fell asleep.

They stopped at the large oak doors and went in finding it to be a small cozy library with a fireplace with a big comfy chair. Looking closer Harry saw someone sitting in the comfy red chair.

"Salazar I brought Harry" Laza said gently putting Harry down. What Harry first noticed about Salazar was that the man was beautiful and had the most beautiful hair he ever seen. The man had Long midnight black hair, jade eyes like his own but held more wisdom and age, and also had ghostly skin.

"So you are the new Lord. Well welcome Harry Potter to Castle of Cloud Nine"
Authors note: this is my first Harry Potter fic so please be nice and also I would love some advice or your thoughts on how the story should go.

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