::BOOK 01::

Daylight Magic Series

The Dark Lantern

CHAPTER ONE:

Of the Strange Kind

Written By: Shadow Artist

DISCLAIMER:

This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

All illustrations and photography depicting the characters or setting are not mine unless otherwise indicated

SUMMARY:

Nearly killed by the Dursleys, Harry is rescued and raised since age four by the Vampire Salazar Slytherin along with his Roma Companions. Now eleven years old, Harry is invited to Hogwarts. Someone or something is leaching the Magic holding the wards and sentinel life of the Hogwarts Castle, as Hogwarts begins to suffer the icy waters rise from the depths of the Hogwarts' boundaries. And a strange life force inhibits the Castle awakening things best forgotten or hidden. Hogwarts is calling for her children.

WARNINGS:

Homosexual pairings, Heterosexual pairings, Alternative Universe, non-canon, Out of Character, Original Characters, SEXUAL CONTENT, explicit language, violence, some blood and gore, changes to appearance and lineage, creature inheritances, super powerful characters, original creatures, child abuse, mentions of incest…

FUTURE PAIRINGS:

Decided: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Evan Potter/Hermione Granger, Ryan Potter/Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley

CHAPTER ONE

Dear Journal,

My name is Jamie Harrison Potter, Harry for short. I was a strange child, living an even stranger life. I never had a home, my home was the road. We, my adopted father, Salazar Slytherin, and his family the Roma, traveled far and wide. Making end meat with entertainment and materials we collected throughout our journeys and sold. Though I never quite belonged I was a great asset. Able to charm snakes, where my father had lost his ability, when he had been turned.

There are many misconceptions about my father. Salazar is not a bad man, he was misguided, but never bad. You see, when he was a child, his mother and sisters were brutally raped then murdered for being witches. He survived the encounter because the sexist pigs believed a male could not embody the devil.

Salazar grew up hating muggles for their transgression. It wasn't until he was cast out of his haven, Hogwarts, that he began to reevaluate that opinion. It took two hundred years for him to final rectify his beliefs. 'Not all muggles are bad.' Like he, the muggles who had harmed his family had also been misguided. So Salazar had set about to learn and nurture the muggle society. Unfortunately all for naught as his ability to do so was hampered by his immortality and the fearsome lore that surrounds his new species. However, that is an entirely different tale. In his old age of 1,023 years, he has settled for traveling and protecting his adoptive family. The quiet sentinel, a fearsome guard.

Over the years in accompanying my father and the Roma, I learned that I was no ordinary child. While my brothers may be the-boys-who-lived, I was extraordinary in my own right. I was a quick learner, able to pick up concepts and theories within seconds. I had a photographic memory and could sense the magic in my surroundings. Far too often did I catch Salazar trying to sneak up on me. We made it into a game, Salazar would attempt to catch me unaware, while I would constantly be on the look out. Eventually we determined, I could even differentiate between different types of magic by feeling alone. For instance I could tell the different between a hex and a healing charm or a transfiguration and a levitation charm. I constantly surprised my father.

I showed a talent for the vampire shadow magics and Salazar's inherited parselmagic. You see in order to cement our relationship, my father blood adopted me. He couldn't very well use the complete ceremony without unintentionally turning me into a vampire, so instead of blood he bound his dormant magic to mine. So I inherited several of his more grand traits. Salazar knew for a fact that his so called 'heir' didn't possess Parselmagic as it had grown weak in his bloodline with too many inter family marriages as it was apt to in magical families. I also learned demonic magic, which is basically summoning minor demons and Occlumency/Ligilimency. Now let me tell you, father is a master of Occlumency and Ligilimency being the founder of the art. He had created many methods of the practiced that was forgotten by the mainstream and some only known to him.

It seems originally Ligilimency was a Ravenclaw family ability, so Salazar wanting to keep his secrets from the prying Rowena began to study forms of meditation, visions and illusions. Adapting these he set about magic his mind not wall-like like most modern Occlumenists believe, but creating a landscape to hide his most coveted secrets in. He separated his emotions from memories, classified each memory and emotion and sorted them. His particular landscape was a catacomb filled with blank graves and treacherous underground rivers and caverns. He used illusions to create false pathways, disguise true routes and make new memories or alter them. He cemented this power within parselmagic making it impenetrable to all, but his blood family and even then some things he didn't share.

His fall came with sleeping with Rowena's sister. After a passionate love making session he had drifted off to sleep feeling entirely too safe in her presence, accidentally revealing one of his most damning secrets. The next day he was exiled and Rowena's sister hurt him with her falsehoods and deception. She never loved him, she just yearned for his secrets. Unable to get all of them she was then bent of usurping his position as fourth founder with the aid of her sister. After he left cursing the castle. Rowena's sister was unable to have herself named fourth founder, Slytherin's power was cemented into the sentinel life force of Hogwarts. She then debauched his house and his name turning his reputation into something darker than it was. Making it into what it is today.

Ligilimency used today was created by Salazar into a spell instead of an inherited gift. If one were to trace the Ravenclaw line now it would lead to squib line by the name of Granger.

No muggle born is actually muggle born, a witch or wizard who seemingly comes from muggle descent is actually from a squib line or a witch or wizard marrying a muggle, but was exiled. In olden times pure blood families had the ability to snap their children's wands if they didn't follow through with contracts, so the inevitable happened. Many children abandoned the magical world and integrated themselves so deeply in the muggle world, their descendants would only think of them as muggles. Furthermore bastard children were often left in muggle orphanage for if they were left in magical orphanages, their bloodlines would need to be classified for ministry sake.

Salazar learned this after his fourth century away from Hogwarts.

Well this is goodnight.

Your Sincerely,

Jamie Harrison 'Harry' Potter

THE POTTER, BLACK & LUPIN household

"Moony. Where's Harry's letters?" Evan pouted, his big green eyes searching Remus's large honey colored ones, lower lips shaking, big fat tears welling up in his eyes. Evan was the littler twin with his adorable green eyes and messy raven hair he clearly inherited from James. Unlike his father his face was slim and his jaw pointed. He had sculpted cheekbones and golden skin, tanned from playing outdoors with Padfoot.

Ryan had messy deep auburn, almost dark brown hair and hazels eyes, like his father he had a boyishly round face and upturned little nose. His skin however, was like his brother's. His dad never tanned like their mother. Ryan was the sporty one, liking to play Quidditch, indeed he was a prime seeker. He was excellent in transfiguration and strange enough potions. Like their father he was loud a boisterous, playing pranks on Remus with Padfoot. However, much to Padfoot's horror, the boy liked to cook. He made dinner for all of them every Wednesday and Sunday with Remus's assistance.

Both boys were parseltongues, a thing they gained through their first battle with Voldemort. And a thing that scared the hell out of Padfoot and Remus, while earning a raised eyebrow from Dumbledore and a snort and a wise ass comment from the Marauders' nemesis, Severus Snape, Dumbledore's shadow.

While Ryan was the sporty one, Evan was the quiet one. They had discovered Evan's ability to beast-speak. He was able to speak to all animals through telepathy, while Ryan could only perform parseltongue. Evan excelled at Charms and Care of Magical Creatures. He gravitated around books, while Ryan focused on Quidditch. Ryan was impulsive and loyal to a fault. His younger brother was the strategist and the diplomatic one. They evened each other out and surprisingly enough they respected each other and worked well together.

They made a happy little family, Sirius as Ryan's mentor and Remus as Evan's mentor. The only thing missing was Harry, who the twins adored. Unfortunately there was no room for their younger sibling in the men's schedules and training. So Harry had been shipped off to the Dursleys, something that Remus disapproved of. He had listened to Lilly when she spoke of her sister and didn't like it one bit. However, Dumbledore pointed out anywhere else the boy could be kidnapped and uses as a means to get to Ryan and Evan for the Death Eaters. So Remus had conceded.

"I don't know where Harry's letters are sweet heart. I'll speak with Dumbledore and see if I can go visit him."

"Can I come too?" Evan asked curiously, wanting to see his long lost sibling.

"Sorry honey, but Dumbledore says you won't be protected if you go out in the muggle world."

"NO FAIR!" Evan began to uncharacteristically scream, "I want to see Harry too! You took him from me! You meanie! You took my brother! I want my brother!" Evan stomped on Remus's foot and took of screaming to his room just as Ryan entered from the backyard and ran up the stairs after him. A very worried looking Sirius entered after him.

"Wants his brother as well?" Sirius asked sighing. Remus nodded numbly before collapsing into a chair looking numbly at where the boys he adored had run off too.

"Do you think we did the right thing?" Remus asked.

"Of course we did! What would've Ryan and Evan done without us!" Sirius demanded seemingly affronted.

"Oh not that!" Remus exclaimed, "Ryan and Evan are the lights of my life!" Sirius cleared his throat, "And of course you too Sirius." Remus said standing and claiming Sirius's lips in a searing kiss. "I'm just worried about Harry, I don't think we should of separated him from Ryan and Evan. I mean I understand at the time we had no other choice, but since two years ago we've had enough cash and now we have the Potter vaults."

"I've been thinking about that as well… but what if Harry likes it at the Dursleys? What if it would make him unhappy if we took him?" Sirius said slowly.

"Well, there's only one way to find out! I'll speak with Dumbledore tomorrow." Remus said. From behind the corner two smiling boys listened carefully.

"For Harry." They whispered.

2 Days Later

Remus adjusted his muggle suit and frowned disapprovingly at straight white picket fences and box-like houses. He strolled at a leisurely pace, while inwardly he was anxious to get to the house that read '#4'. He crossed the lawn ignoring the strange beige path and knocked on the door. The door was opened by the most unattractive woman he had ever seen. She had thin curly blond hair, buck teeth and a neck far too large to appear normal. He was horribly reminded of a horse. She wore a pink floral dress with a white lacy color that displayed her grotesque stick like body and was entirely inappropriate for her age. "Yes?" She asked snippily.

"Ah, yes… umm… Petunia Dursley?"

"What?" She said tapping her foot, "I haven't got all day! The telly is on!"

"Well, yes. I'm here about your nephew Jamie Harrison Potter." The woman paled before slamming the door in his face. Cracking open the window she called out.

"Your freakish kind are not welcome here! Get out before I call the police! The lot of you should be killed! God condemns witchcraft to hell! Forgive me god for I have sinned, I have talked with the devil…" She began to pray.

"Now listen here Petunia!" Remus hollered, but seeing that he had caught the neighbor's attention he quick strode away. Determined to fetch Harry at any cost even if that meant going to the very devil himself, 'Severus Snape'.

4 days later

ADOPTIVE BROTHER OF BOYS-WHO-LIVED MISSING

Unbeknownst to the general public, Jamie Harrison Potter, the adopted son of martyrs Lilly Anne Potter and James Louis Potter, and the younger brother of the boys-who-lived, Ryan Merion Potter (6 years old) and Evan Louis Potter (6 years old), was placed in the muggle home of Lilly's sister, Petunia Dursley shortly after being orphaned and his brother's triumph over he-who-must-not-be-named. On the night of September the 4th, one of Evan's and Ryan's guardians, Remus Lupin, went to the Dursleys to check up on the separated sibling, however he was refused entrance. Later that night the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore and Hogwarts potions master utilizing ministry papers forced entrance and discovered that Jamie has been missing for over a month after a horrific accident. The muggles which cared for him had not informed their local authorities nor any of our magical authorities of his disappearance. Several charms have been utilized in search of Jamie, but without result…

ADOPTIVE BROTHER OF BOYS-WHO-LIVED ABUSED BY MUGGLES!

The Aura division, who are currently investigating this case made a startling discovery last night. Vernon Dursley, the boys' uncle confessed to verbally, sexually and physical abusing Jamie under truth serum. Petunia Dursleys confessed to starving her nephew and imposing impossible chores on the child that even house elves can not manage. The boy's bedroom was cupboard under the stairs. The room is barely big enough for a child to stand in certainly not big enough for a bed. There was a blood stained mattress on the floor, a shelf with cleaning supplies and two pairs of inadequate clothing. It chilly and dark. The muggle lighting system was removed and the door locked manually from the outside. The boy…

Remus slammed down the newspaper, his eyes red and puffy as he stared up at his mentor, Albus Dumbledore, who looked equally forlorn. "What do we tell Evan and Ryan." he asked? Sirius came up and embraced him from behind.

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore answered, "Tell him that Harry need sometime alone and still loves them, but can't talk for a while."

"- But Sir, I" Remus began to exclaim, but Dumbledore interrupted him.

"On their eleventh birthday, when they can understand better, you should tell them the truth. They're still young, they need a childhood and certainly don't need another sorrow hanging over their heads." Sirius and Remus slowly nodded in agreement.

"Now all we can hope is that on his eleventh birthday, Harry gets his Hogwarts letter."

Dear Journal,

I've always known I was adopted. Form the few pictures I possess of my adoptive parents it's painfully obvious. While my adoptive father had wild raven hair and my adoptive mother had silken wavy red. My hair is darker than my father's with bluish-green tints and has natural spiral curls. It tend to wear it just below my shoulder blades. My skin is milky white, while my mother tans a deep gold and my father is soft peachy color. My mother is curvaceous, and father is broad and angular, while I'm an unusual mix of slender feminine and narrow masculine features. But most distinguishing of all is my purple eyes.

My father, Salazar, and I were speaking of pure blood family inherited traits and we slowly drifted into creature inheritances. It not particularly well known that most pure blood families possess some percentage of magical humanoid creature blood. This blood could skip generations and still be just as pure. It's a symptom of old magic.

To briefly touch on the subject, over two million years ago, during the Arthurian times, Merlin's son, Myrid Rowan, gifted his faithfully followers, what are now known as the pure bloods, a touch of his volatile wild magic (Old magic). This magic sank into the depths of their souls and created within each follower a gift that suited their personality, morals and futures. The most notorious of these gifts are the Black's metamorphmagus gift and Slytherin's parselmagic/parseltongue.

But back to subject. The old magic preserves any genetic gift passed on to them, so the creature blood remains pure through many generations. For instance your mother could be a pure blood and a half shadow elf, while your father was entirely human. You would retain your mother's half shadow elf lineage. The only exception to this rule is if two creature blood inheritances came into power in a child. Then if this were the case each power would be halved.

While we spoke of the subject father happened to mention that in pure blood families, a member dominated by magical humanoid creature blood rather than human blood will pass on to their child purple eyes. A dominate magical creature blood human tends to come into their power not by genetics, but by 'turning'. The only well known creatures to turn others are vampires and werewolves and Salazar would've said something if I had vampire blood. So it's evident that I have werewolf blood coursing through my veins. I will come into my creature inheritance like all pure blood on their fourteenth birthday and I will start my lunar courses. The thought frightens me. However, my knowledge of born werewolves in not complete, so I will need to research this more.

Your Sincerely,

Jamie Harrison 'Harry' Potter

July 31st 1991

Ryan woke everyone with a shout to his brother "Happy birthday Evan!" He screamed.

"Happy Birthday Ryan." Evan murmured turning over in bed trying to bury under his pillows. Unfortunately Ryan just wouldn't let him be and snatched the pillow away. Evan was up like a shot chasing Ryan and his poor pillow. They began to wrestle across the hall in their twin train pajamas and their untidy hair flying every which way. This was the sight that met a very amused Sirius, who immediately pounced and stole the pillow from Ryan.

"Hey no fair!" The twins whined in unison.

Sirius held the pillow over his head and stuck out his tongue at the twins. Unfortunately he didn't notice the mischievous twinkle in the boys' eyes. Suddenly he was hit in a flying tackle and the tickling war began. Remus leaned up against the doorway smiling as he watched his love being completely trounced by two tiny adolescents. The pillow lay forgotten at the end of the hall with a sigh Remus picked it up and deposited it on Evan's bed before calmly filling jug of water and dumping it on the three tricksters. Oh shit! Bad move Remus old boy! Remus thought to himself as a water fight took off.

After the four were completely drenched, the quickly changed and went downstairs for breakfast. Remus with Ryan's assistance made a towering stack of chocolate chip pancakes and powder sugar. Sausage links, bacon, eggs and toasts served with either cold orange juice or hot cocoa. They all sat around the table and dug in.

With breakfast came their Hogwarts acceptance letters. Sirius nearly cried when he saw the letters. He was so pleased! They had indeed raised the boys right.

It had come as a surprise when the twins had asked Remus and Sirius for no more birthday parties. They liked spending their birthday together as a family and so Remus and Sirius obliged. That however, didn't mean they didn't want birthday presents. The morning was spent opening loads upon loads of gifts. Evan received a snow white owl, which was named Hedwig, while Ryan got a red tailed Hawk named Dane, they both got two snakes, Evan a black snake with a silver belly and Ryan a red snake with a black belly. They of course got the detestable clothing. Evan got many books and Ryan got Quidditch equipment. Ron Weasley, their dearest friend got Evan a new chess set and Ryan a self-updating book on Quidditch. Both boys received beautiful swords inscribed with their names.

It wasn't till late in the evening did the Remus remember his appointed task Dumbledore had assigned him. "Evan, Ryan… we need to talk." Remus said unsteadily. Remembering as well Sirius embraced Remus from behind. Both boys looked at each other and quickly sat down on the barstools by the kitchen counter waiting for Remus to begin. And so Remus explained about Harry's disappearance and Dumbledore's orders.

Big fat tears rolled down the twins' cheeks without a word they simultaneously stood and left the room side by side. The boys didn't speak for a week. Remus and Sirius began to worry, but then it happened, the boys were cleaning their rooms when they came across one of Harry's picture and broke down.

The house nearly collapsed with all the accidental magic. And the boys cried for hours. When they couldn't cry anymore they fell asleep in each others' arms. From then on the boys were slightly more subdued.

HOGWARTS 1991- 1992

The year, Ryan Merion Potter and Evan Louis Potter, the-boys-who-lived attended Hogwarts, Remus Lupin had also been hired as Defense against the Dark Arts teacher and several advanced classes had been added. The standard classes (herbology, potions, transfiguration, charms, DADA, and history) remained, but to the third year's options (Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, Runes, Arithmancy and Astronomy) grew. They added alchemy, animation magic, elemental magic and runic magic, all of which you needed a certain aptitude to join.

House privileges and configuration were altered to some extent for both safety purposes and for educational reasons. However as fate would have it, Ryan and Evan were not sorted into a house. Rather the hat had assigned them an apprenticeship, along with Neville Longbottom and Draco Malfoy. However, what was astounding was that for the first time in the history of Hogwarts the hat had apprenticed them to a headmaster. Yes indeed Headmaster Dumbledore was Evan's and Ryan's mentor along with Remus.

Draco Malfoy was a potions apprentice under Severus Snape and Neville Longbottom was a herbology apprentice under Professor Sprout. All four boys joined the six older apprentices in the Apprenticeship quarters. The other apprentices were the twin Weasleys, George and Fred Weasley (potions and Transfiguration), Cedric Diggory (Charms and Flying), Oliver Wood (Transfiguration), Cho Chang (Runes), Alicia Spinnet (Arithmancy and Flying). Each apprentice had an honorary house, Cho Chang and Evan Potter were Ravenclaw, Cedric Diggory and Neville Longbottom were Hufflepuff, Fred and George Weasley were Gryffindor as was Oliver Wood, Alicia Spinnet and Ryan Potter. And Draco Malfoy was a Slytherin.

The apprenticeship quarters were located on the third floor near the teachers' quarters. The Apprenticeship emblem was a snowy owl, much like Hedwig. Their colors were an azure and silver. The apprentices each had their own rooms and the boys and girls had separate staircases. There were private studies, a small library and private bathrooms.

It took a few weeks, but soon the apprentices grew accustomed to their duties and hectic schedules. And then of course the notorious Ron Weasley and Ryan Potter vs. Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson affair began. The two groups were outright cruel to each other.

Time flew by. The year was pretty much uneventful.

TO BE CONTINUED

Next Chapter: Harry goes to Hogwarts

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