Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter nor Danny Phantom, but I wish I did cause then it'd be all yaoi all the time!

Summary: Harry has learned that his real father is a billionaire named Vlad Masters who is also half ghost. Then he meets Danny and it's love at first sight.

Warnings: If you do not like slash or yaoi then this story is not for you. Some crossdressing on Harry's part. There will be lemon later on in the story. Vlad will be a little oc in this story. Same sex marriage legal.

Pairings: Harry/Danny, Sam/Tucker, Vlad/omc

"Speaking"

'Thoughts'

Chapter 1

Harry gave the unknown owl a treat as he gently retrieved the letter that was attached to it's leg. The rather nobal looking eagle owl had just flown through his bedroom just as the clock struck midnight signaling his fifth tenth birthday. He was slightly surprised as he spied the griggots seal on the parchment. But he was even more surprised when he began reading what the parchment contained.

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To My Most Beloved Son,

Harry if you are reading this letter then I'm sad to say that I have died and you have been sent to live with my magic hating sister, Patunia, and her family. I want you to know that my and James Potter's death is not your fault.

That being said this letter is to give you the truth. And by truth I mean the full truth about everything.

This may shock you but I swear that what I will now tell you is nothing but the truth. Dumbledore is NOT to be trusted! I know that at this time you may trust him and see him as some sort of a grandfather figure, but the truth is that he is not all that different from Voldermort himself. He is a manipulative and evil man who will do anything for more power. He claims to be the Leader of Light and that he does everything for the greater good of the wizarding world. But in reality his soul is as dark and tainted as that of a dementor. The greater good is actually his own good. He has all of wizarding britian believing that he is some kind of saint but he isn't. Almost all of the problem in england come from him and that includes the war with Voldermort, my death, and your placement within the dursley household.

I know this is a lot to take in son but please bear with me. James Potter is Not your father. After I graduated from Hogwarts I took a trip to america to celebrate. While I was there I fell in love with a muggle man named Vlad Masters. He was amazing. We dated for several months before becoming engaged. During that time I became pregnant...with you. I didn't tell him as I wanted it to be a surprise for a little while longer. A week after he perposed I came back to england to tell my family the good news.

I had no idea what was in store for me. As soon as I stepped into my parents house I was stunned and bound. My family had been petrified by Albus and James. They gave me an ultimatum. I would marry James and give a wizarding oath to do as the said or they would kill my family.

I had no choice but to agree, but I did manage to get them to swear a wizards oath as well. The Oath was that if I agreed to their terms that they could not hurt myself or anyone that I loved, and that i would not be given any potions or have any magic cast on me by either of them. I didn't care about the danger to myself but I knew that it was the only way to keep you, my family, and your father safe. Once they gave me their oath gave them mine. My family and almost everyone I knew in in wizarding world had their memories altered after that to believe that James and I had dated and gotten engaged during our last few years at hogwarts. Once we were married and right before we were to go on our 'honeymoon' I finally reviealled to them that I was pregnant.

They were outraged of course but because of their oath the could do nothing about it. James even had the nerve to tell me that I would soon forget about my 'bastard child' once I was pregnant with his baby. I was more than happy to tell him that he would never touch me in any intament way possible and that because of his oath he couldn't force me to because of the same oath he had taken. Once more they were furious. Most of their precious plans now had to be changed because this.

They felt no need to hide any of their plans from me seeing as I couldn't tell anyone about them. But that didn't stop me from managing to write this letter to you, and rewriting My and Jame's will after we were married. The goblins have agreed to send the letter to you one your fifth tenth birthday. If you are wondering why you've always looked just like a clone of James Potter the answer is simple. It's a glamer that James put on you as soon as you where born. By the time you finish reading this it will have broken and you will have your real appearance again.

Oh harry I wish there was more I could do, but because of the oath there isn't. As Lady Potter I have made sure that you will inheirate everything that belongs to the potters. Use it as you see fit. Once you read this letter I want to to go and find your father. The goblins will help you with everything. Trust them. I never got the chance to contact him in anyway since I left america and I shudder to think of his heartbreak for I know that it was equal to my own. Tell him everything.

If you are worried about the war with Voldermort and the prophecy then don't. IT IS NOT REAL! There was no prophecy made, about you or anyone for this war. It was just another lie that Dumbledore cooked up. Leave england Harry. Go to america and find your father, find happiness, find love. Just go and live you life for you.

And for one last bit of truth for you. Your real name is not Harry James Potter. It's Harrison Vlad Masters.

Love forevermore,

Lillian Rose Potter nee Evans

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Harry's hands shook as he finishes reading the lettler and let it drop from his lax fingers. He felt numb from the shock of the information that he had just received. He couldn't believe it. Everything that he had ever known was a lie. The prophecy, his parents, the dursleys. Everything.

He had known something wasn't right the moment he had arrived in the wizarding world, but hadn't known what that was. As a result he had never fully trusted any witch or wizard he had met. That included his so called 'best friends'. Luckily he had over heard a conversation between them and the headmaster back in his second year which had cemented the fact that no one in englands wizarding world could be trusted. That hadn't given all of the facts of course but his mother's letter had finally given him the final pieces of the puzzle.

Harry sighed and wondered why his life could never be simple. Tears began rolls down his face as he thought of all of the destruction that one meddling old man had caused. But no more.

He wish that the letter had arrived sooner. Or at least in time for him to share it with Sirius and Remus. Maybe the would still be alive if it had, but from what his mother said about Dumbledore then chances are that they still would have died. He had no way of knowing, but he didn't blame his mother for that. She had had no clue that they would be gone now.

Using the one of the stretched and out of shape sleeves of the hand me down shirt he wore he wiped his face clean and gathered himself together. Once he had done so he rose for his seat on his bed and slowly made his way over to the mirror that leaned against one paint chipped wall.

What he saw had him gasping.

His eyes were the same stunning emerald green that he'd always been told came from his mother, but now he saw more of her than ever before. He had a beautiful heart shaped face that seemed almost elfin. His skin was no longer a sickly borderline ashen grey color, but a lovely peach with a senseus set of rosy lips. His body was now much healthier, but was also very much on the feminine side. The most surprising change however was his hair. No longer did it look the part of a unkept birds nest. Instead it was silky and full, seeming to run almost to his knees. The most shocking thing about it however was the fact that it was now completely and totally snow white! Not a speck of color anywhere to be seen!

He briefly wondered if that came form his father,before he caught sight of something that made made almost chock in shock. No. His hair it seemed wasn't the most surprising change. There were his famous lightening bolt once sat was nothing but smooth and unblemished skin.

And once more the tears came. This time however he did nothing to stop their fall. He know what his mother's letter said but still there had been a part of him, a small part mind you, that did not believe with a hundred percent certainty that his mother had been right about the prophecy. Now however he knew the truth.

With tears still falling he sat one his bed once more, and this time he began writing a letter to griggots. He didn't know what life would hold for him now but he knew that from this point on it would be better than anything that he had had before. And he would do as his mother told him and hope for the best.