Disclaimer: All of the Characters and main plot of Harry Potter is J.K Rowling sadly not my work but oh well.
Chapter Two:
Once a soul is claimed by the darkness itself, they have just been claimed nothing else. The claimed cannot be saved, their eyes as cold as ice, the dark whispers in their mind, tainting the purest of heart. There are many steps that a specimen of life must fall to, the first step is very important. It's the first clutch of darkness in the specimen's life, gripping at their mind.
Forbidding
When the specimen is unfriendly or threatening in appearance, when one takes the first step. The specimen is always unaware at the danger there putting themselves in, do they realise they are falling down into a deep pit of misery and unsympathetic darkness? Do they realise the more they fall, the more sanity they lose? The question and the answer is always the same, the specimen is never aware of the fall. They look at the first step as if they don't trust anyone; they shy away from life, from the people.
To the children in the Orphanage, Vela Volans was not to be messed with. Many adults questioned why? What could be so dangerous about a child? Some of the maids even feared the boy; he wore an act of hostile intent. The visitors noticed this, they would try to avoid him grim emerald eyes. They challenged you, staring right into the depths of your soul.
Everyone feared him, to them he was unnatural, and the things he could do. When the Orphanage woke up this very morning, they all thought it to be a normal day, mainly avoiding Vela Volans. But no, today was going to be no ordinary day, especially for the child Vela Volans.
Albus Dumbledore was a man of knowledge and some would call him wise, in some situations like these, he would try his best not to lose his logical grip on life. Albus stared observantly down at the letter, today was definitely not his day. Strangely enough Harry Potter's name magically had changed to Vela Volans Vulpecula, and if that was the worst of it the place where he had been living all these years was. Wools Orphanage, the thought of that bitter and cruel home for children still resided in his memories. The thoughts of a young boy called Tom came along with resented memories. Was this how the world was supposed to have a saviour? Raised in poverty of an Orphanage? Certainly not! He thought.
But even Albus couldn't prevent the depressed sigh, that escape from his dry and cracked lips. Picking up his goblet, he swallowed trying to get rid of the dry throat. He looked up and at one of his former students, Minerva McGonagall.
The glared at him, her eyes dark like a ravens. Peering down on the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Minerva did not look happy at all. Her lips were pursed together showing a slight bit of annoyance; her eyes were blazing with fury. She held herself in a posture that showed she was not impressed at all; her greying old hair was tied up in a very tight bun. Not leaving any room for one grey strand to escape.
"Why is Harry Potter living in an Orphanage?" Hissed Minerva, she snatched the letter from Albus Dumbledore's hands. Minerva looked down at the letter, written in green ink. She couldn't imagine what it would be like him; to live in an Orphanage would be horrible for any child.
"I was unaware of this matter Minerva, I promise you. I wouldn't wish such a situation on the boy, but Wools Orphanage? Why there?" Groaned Dumbledore, putting his head in his hands, rethinking the idea of ever putting Harry at the Dursley's. Minerva just huffed and crossed her arms, giving Albus a rather stern look.
"Albus, It doesn't matter which Orphanage Harry or in this case Vela has been place in. He's in an Orphanage, can you even Dursley's and look where that got us!" Insisted Minerva, placing her hands on her hips, Albus just shook his head in dismay.
"I- This isn't just an Orphanage, another boy lived here once. I believe you remember him. Tom Riddle?" Gulped Dumbledore, Minerva just froze. It was like every muscle in her body tensed at the sound of that one name, Tom Riddle. Yes, she remembered him just fine. Minerva hated him and all his group of lackeys when they were students. But what did Tom Riddle have to do with Harry? Thought Minerva, looking back at Albus she realised it seemed he was quite horrified at the idea.
"You don't understand Minerva, Tom Riddle became Voldemort because of his hatred against muggles at the Orphanage" Grimaced Albus, hating to rethink such brutal memories. Such memories caused him pain, and whiplash.
"Voldemort? Oh Albus surely not. You don't think Harry will be the same?" Whispered Minerva, more to herself than the Professor in front of her, but all Albus could do was weakly smile.
"I will deliver the letter today; don't tell anyone where Harry Potter has been raised. I don't think it will do the boy any good" Instructed Albus, to his younger colleague.
1991, London
Summer in London was always quite nice, according to Albus Dumbledore. The Headmaster tried his best to fit in with the flocks of crowd; they were like chickens running around squawking words to each other. Albus shook his head, thinking maybe he should have brought Harry Potter invisibility cloak. But no that wouldn't do, he would be run over they insistent fast pace.
Albus turned into a very familiar street, except back then he was walking in the rain and was far younger. He noticed the street had indeed changed a bit; there were more litter on the sides of the road. In the gutter you could hear soft pattering of feet, guessing it was the residents of rats. Albus winced; did anyone come to clean up this street? Anyone at all? He kept walking but froze, when he came to the building. It was just the same, except a few scorch marks up the brick walls. But it still stood tall and proud, underneath that was the darkness and the tainted memories of this Orphanage. But this time, another wizard resided and for the hope of the wizarding world, Albus prayed he turned out alright. But perhaps it was just mere wishful thinking?
Knocking on the Orphanage's door was a very hard task for Albus, but he never noticed the cold emerald eyes watching him from above the ground. Albus looked around feeling someone's eyes on him, shrugging it off when a young maid opened the door.
"Hello? How can we help you? "Greeted the woman, Albus grimly smiled at her. Clutching the letter in one of his shaking hands, he shook his head.
"Im Professor Albus Dumbledore, from Hogwarts. One of your children in here has been signed down for our school, since he was born by his parents." He noticed that the woman's eyes widened at his name, but let him into the Orphanage.
Albus looked at the Orphanage, and noticed some very different things about it. Last time Albus was here they never had a marble wood stair case; it looked rather nicely polished as well. The bricks had been replaced, with nice cream wallpaper. Albus was shocked; the Orphanage actually looked quite homely. Albus mind had to remind him, that doesn't mean the children are kind he told himself. Sighing, stopping his train of thoughts he handed the letter to the maid.
Albus noticed how the maid looked at the name on the paper; she drew back in shock but after immediately paling. Looking back up at the Headmaster, then back down at the letter.
"Professor, I don't mean to be rude, but this isn't a very good idea. Vela, he's not the nicest of boys. I recommend you don't take him, he's cruel and he's a bully." Informed the maid, Dumbledore winced. Trust his luck to get a cruel Harry Potter in an Orphanage; Albus drew in a rather calming breath.
"Miss?" asked Dumbledore, looking at her curiously. She smiled at him, and offered her hand.
"Miss. Cole, my Mother owned the Orphanage and passed it onto me when she passed away" Informed Miss. Cole; she noticed how Professor Dumbledore winced like he was in pain at the sound of her name. Taking in deep breaths, trying to calm himself.
"What has Vela done?" Questioned Albus, Miss. Cole's body stiffened at she turned to him, she looked at him suspiciously.
"May I ask sir, if Vela's parents left him here? How did you know it was him? Wouldn't you be looking for him with his birth name?" Decided Miss Cole, she kept looking at Dumbledore in suspicion. Albus sighed, how an earth was he supposed to explain this? Minerva should be dealing with something like this?
"I knew Vela's parents before they died, so I went to his aunt Petunia's and she said she left him here" Explained Dumbledore, Miss Cole just nodded deciding to go with his answer. She just sighed and started to explain the trouble Vela caused at the Orphanage.
"Vela started off quite innocent in the beginning according to my Mother, but then he started getting bullied. Then one day the bully Scott died, it seemed his heart and vital organs had exploded in his body, the children saw some that day. Sir, the children kept saying it was Vela. Apparently it was magic that caused the death, and then slowly more bullies started dying. One flew out the window, another struck by lightning. Nobody ever talks or goes near Vela, those emerald eyes are so… it feels like he's looking right into your very own soul." Miss. Cole explained the more she told him the more Albus grew fearful. Was this really the child of Lily and James Potter? Was he really so similar to Tom Riddle? Albus Dumbledore seriously hoped not.
Albus confirmed that he would indeed still be taking harry, or Vela. He had to, but how far had Vela developed in the darkness? How deep was he in? Murder wasn't an easily forgiven thing in the muggle or wizarding world, Albus decided he would let it go for now. Surely Vela could be redeemed into Harry Potter somehow. Miss. Cole led them up the stairs, most of the Orphanage was done but it still had that cold and unforgiving manner.
They reached a wooden door, polished and smooth. He observed Miss. Cole; he noticed how she was shivering in fear. Slowly reaching out for the door and knocking, he heard a scrape of a chair.
"Come in" he heard young Vela's voice, it was cold and demanding. Albus noticed then and there. He didn't have much respect for others, that much was obvious. Miss Cole opened the door, Vela turned and he looked quite shocked to see a visitor but immediately afterwards his face turned blank. Miss Cole shivered while facing Vela.
"Vela, this is Professor Dumbledore he has an offer for you" informed Miss. Cole, she informed Vela in a light and kind voice which Vela ignored.
"Miss. Cole, Professor Dumbledore you may sit" Vela Finished, pointing towards his neat bed. Albus couldn't help but notice this looked very similar to Tom's room, seating himself on the bed with Miss. Cole. He could tell with one look she would rather not be in the bedroom, and definitely not sitting on the bed.
"Well Miss. Cole would you mind if I spoke to Vela alone?" asked Albus, she eyed Albus warily then nodded running out of the room and shutting it immediately behind her. Surely Vela wasn't that scary? But then again he thought that about Tom Riddle when he first met him. No! Harry wasn't going to end up like Tom Riddle he would make sure of it.
"Why are you here? Did Miss. Cole send you because of my insanity?" sneered Vela, looking at Albus with disdain. Albus Dumbledore felt like he was back with Tom Riddle, in the exact same room.
Vela had brown combed hair; Albus was expecting it to be messy just like his fathers. But no, Vela didn't look anything like the Potters, except the green eyes that stared right at him. He felt Vela's green eyes penetrating him and looking right into his soul, he shivered wrapping his cloak tighter around himself.
"Im not, im the Headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry" Affirmed Albus, handing the letter over to Vela. Vela couldn't help but scoff; when he was younger he had been pranked a lot by Scott and his parade of buffoons. But this, this was the worst prank that had ever been given to him before. Did the adults think this was funny? Vela sneered down at the letter in disgust.
"Vela have you ever done anything you can't explain. It just happened, like magic" Asked Professor Dumbledore, Vela eyed his bewildered. How did he know? Vela was considering telling him but why should I?
Opening the letter, he read through it and was quite shocked to see what he found. Was this man telling the truth?
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. V. V. Vulpecula,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Vela just stared at the letter, the opened the second part. What Vela read made him seriously start considering the school. Would I be able to get away from the Orphanage?
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic
by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory
by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration
by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions
by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK
Yours sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions
"Dumbledore? Are you a fool? Or a wizard?" Question Vela, staring right into Albus blue eyes, he noticed how Albus drew back he smirked viciously at him. Showing off his teeth, he better be a wizard thought Vela.
"Well- Im a wizard" Breathed Albus, looking at Vela for once the first time in fear, Vela smiled. Although Vela was questioning himself, Should I tell him? What do I have to lose?
"I can do other things Professor, things they can't do! "Spat Vela in disgust, as he thought of the other children. Albus noticed this and frowned, hate for the other children isn't a good thing. Especially if they are muggle, I have to fix that thought Albus.
"What can you do?" curiously asked Dumbledore, hoping it was nothing like Tom.
"I can make people scream, I can make the bully's wish they were never born. I can make them wish for death, I can make animals obey me like im there master." Smirked Vela, he looked wild when he smirked. Like he was an animal with no leash, and no owner.
"Vela, I wouldn't do things like that be careful of what you do. Here's your ticket for the train, I must go now. Do have a good summer" Albus got up to leave, actually he was begging to leave. Being stuck in the room wasn't where he wanted to be ever again.
Albus was just about to leave, when Vela sighed.
"I can speak to snakes to; they come to me, whisper things in my ears. Is that normal for someone like me?" Questioned Vela, Albus almost fainted when Vela informed him of that fact. He was too much like Tom Riddle, too much for Albus to handle. Albus just shook his head and muttered no, as he slammed the boy's door. Walking away from the door at high speed, he needed to get out of here. This was too much for Albus Dumbledore, leaving the Orphanage was a relief after talking to Miss. Cole about Vela.
Albus remembered the look in Miss. Cole's eyes as he said Vela will be coming to Hogwarts. She seemed quite relieved at the idea of getting rid of Vela, and at that exact moment Albus Dumbledore was very afraid. Afraid for the light, afraid for the world.
That child in the Orphanage was not Harry Potter, closing his eyes as he apparated away from his worst nightmare.
Vela Vulpecula watched him disappear, he knew he was going to be great, amazing. He was going to be a powerful wizard, smirking to himself.
