Title: Error of Tragedies
Original Author: Chinsuihime
Summary: Harry Potter as the neglected and abused brother of the Boy-Who-Lived. Harry Potter/Viktor Krum- manipulative!Dumbledore, abusive!Potters.
Pairings: Harry Potter x Viktor Krum, Sirius Black x Remus Lupin, James Potter x Lily Evans.
Disclaimer 1: I do not own the characters used in this story, they belong to J.K Rowling.
Disclaimer 2: I adopted this, the first chapter is the original author's, but is a combination of the few chapters that they have written.
Warnings: Child Abuse, male love, Mpreg later on.
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to my friend and surrogate sister Hannah. So I placed her into the story to show her how much she means to me… Yes the way she will act in the story is how she acts in real life when it comes to her closest friends… LOVE YOU SIS!
Flamel Manor
The elderly couple was so happy that it was Christmas Break, they always wanted a child, but with Perry being sterile, they were happy to adopt Ryder. He never spoke of his family or why they disowned him, but they were going to throw a large party in honor of them being blessed with such a wonderful child. Ryder said that he would be fine without it, remembering how his brother acted at the last party he went to, but the pigheadedness of Nick made him give in.
The party started at five, on Dec. 22, and all of Ryder's friends were there, including some prominent families and ministry officials. Ryder didn't know who his new parents invited, but was excited none-the-less, "Perry?"
"Yes, dear?" she says with a smile, her face expressed compassion, warmth and another emotion he just couldn't place, but thought it was love, for HIM.
"Who did you and Nick invite?" he asks curiosity lacing his voice.
"Your friends and their families, your Uncle Moony and Padfoot, the Malfoy's, the Longbottom's, the Potter's, the-"
"What?!" he began to hyperventilate, what would they do when they found out it was HIM?
"Ryder?" she asks kneeling in front of her son.
"The-the Potter's?" his parents didn't know that they were his family.
"Love?" it was Nick, "Ryder, what happened?"
"I told him the Potter's were here and," she paused, "OH!"
The previous Potter had started to shake, "Ryder, you need to prove to them that they do NOT rule your life anymore," Nick started, "You're a Flamel now."
Ryder shook his head as his former family came over, "Mr. and Mrs. Flamel, congratulations on the adoption," the patriarch slowed his words as his saw his former heir, "Harry? What are you doing here?" he hissed.
"His name is Ryder now, James," Nick hissed.
"You adopted our mistake?" Lily asks, in complete shock.
"Mistake?" Perry interrupts, "He's WONDERFUL! Smart, polite, witty, powerful… I don't understand why you disowned him."
"Because," Ryder says quietly, but gains everyone's attention, "I wasn't my perfect brother, 'The Boy-Who-Lived', I wasn't powerful enough, I didn't respect their wishes in going to a muggle school, I was deemed a squib by the headmaster of Hogwarts, I questioned them, I was never their child… I was raised by a House Elf for Merlin's sake!" Harry was screaming by that point, "THAT'S WHY THE POTTER'S DISOWNED ME, THEY DIDN'T WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW HOW FUCKING PATHETIC THEIR YOUNGEST WAS, YET I RECEIVED TWO LETTERS TO PROMINENT SCHOOLS AND DIDN'T LISTEN TO DUMBLEDORE IN NOT GOING TO DURMSTRANG! THEY DISOWNED ME BECAUSE I WASN'T THEIR PERFECT FUCKING SON WHO SAVED THIS WORLD! I WAS ONCE HARRY JAMES POTTER! I WAS A POTTER, BUT THEY NEVER SAW ME! I WAS NEVER A POTTER; I WAS A FUCKING MISTAKE IN BEING BORN!"
Everyone in the room was staring at the two families and the reporters there to cover the event were now going to write about the Potter family outcast, "James, Lily, Hayden," said Moony, "You're ruining Har- I mean Ryder's party, you should leave."
"What? I'm the reason all these people are here, to see me!" Hayden says, the attention seeking brat.
"Yes," Nick says to Ryder's shock, "they are here to see a fat pig eat like he has no manners eat off our table, to be disgusted at the fact that the great Potter family would treat their children in such a way, and watch you throw a temper tantrum when you aren't the center of attention."
The Potter's were gaping, it was a funny sight, like the fish in the giant aquarium in the middle of the room, "Hello Harry," Dumbledore says walking over.
"It's Ryder now, sir," Ryder replies as everyone is just watching the encounter, the silence is all they hear except for the small words coming from each, but they strain to hear the person the party is dedicated, Ryder.
"You adopted a squib Nicolas?" the elder asks.
"He is more powerful than him," Nick spits out pointing to Hayden.
"How?" everyone in the room asks, always being told that the famous Boy-Who-Lived was the most powerful being in the world.
"Well, we tested him and he speaks parselmouth, is a master in wordless AND wandless magic, has attention to detail and absorbs information like crazy," Perry says, "He's such a wonderful person."
"Probably put a spell on himself to make you unable to see how pathetic and worthless he is," Lily and Hayden say, there was a growl in the middle of the room, audible to all, coming from a girl of about sixteen years of age, whose parents were holding her back.
"Would you like to say something Ms. Lenz?" Nick asks, "Please, Mr. and Mrs. Lenz, let her go," they do and she rushes over to Ryder's side.
Still growling, Hannah's lineage is the Furies, creatures of vengeance, she feels she needs to get revenge on the people in front of her, "You had NO right!" she hisses, the wings on her back, a pale white with golden streaks, symbolizing her rank in the hierarchy, start to form, "An INNOCENT one!" the talons shoot out, her mother comes running, "You have NO idea what you've caused!" the beak, long, golden, a sharp tong hidden underneath, "You do NOT deserve to be CALLED POTTERS!" her deep brown hair with a blond short patch on the right turns color to match her wings, her mother is in front of the distressed girl.
"Hannah," she threatens, "You must relax," her voice in deep concentration, "This is not our fight, not in this matter."
The patriarch of the Lenz family comes rushing over, and twirls the matriarch around, "He is either her mate or the one she is destined to protect, and you know that a Furie has two people that they are to protect; a mate and a powerful being that needs protection from others."
The woman sighs, "Hannah, which is it? What is he to you?" she asks turning her attention back to the young Furie.
"I feel no love, no connection other than my drive to get revenge for him," she hisses.
Her mother lightens up, "You better leave, when a Furie finds her charge, she is bound by our laws to protect them."
"WHY THE SQUIB?" screams the other boy, "I NEED THE PROTECTION MORE THAN HE! WHAT IF HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED COMES BACK? LIKE THE PROPHECY SAYS HE WILL!"
Everyone is dead silent, "She is bound to protect the strongest of the twins," the father says, "Most Furies are bound to twins, like my daughter here," everything has turned back to normal, all except for the claws, and her hair, "Now that she found her charge her hair will never change back, at least not completely, she must always show that she is the princess of the Furies, it's an honor really, to be protected by her."
She was frantic about her hair, what would her friends think, they're muggles! At least she was always dying her hair so they wouldn't think it strange, not too much. Her friends knew, but the other muggles envied her because of her originality.
"We are NOT going," Hayden says.
The growling starts again, and everyone looks at the Potter family, "Stop this instant you insufferable little beast!" Dumbledore says.
"She will protect her charge," her mother says, "Leave," and with that the family and the headmaster were sent away, to places unknown to everyone in the room, except the queen Furie.
"Will you accept the protection from a Furie?" her parents ask.
Ryder, still in shock from what has transpired, only laughs, "I really, don't think you have the right twin."
"Ryder, a Furie is never wrong about their charge," Perry says kneeling in front of him, "It is a great honor to be in their care."
It took some convincing, but he finally agrees to the protector. Ryder looks at the princess, who had returned to normal, "Well, what are we standing around for? Let's enjoy the party!" Ryder exclaims.
The party continues without a hitch, but Hannah leaves without warning, "Sorry, we gotta go, her grandmother must want to initiate her now, so she can control her transformation," and with that the parents are gone.
Suddenly Viktor Krum appears and asks, "'Arry, vhat vas dat oll obout?"
"Honestly, I really have no clue, and it's Ryder Apollo Flamel," Ryder replied.
"Et fets you," Viktor replies with a smile.
"Th-thank you," Ryder replies.
"Viktor," an elder comes up to them, "Voo es your friend?"
"Father," Viktor replies, "dis es Ryder Flamel, previously 'Arry Potter."
"Oh," the woman, says, who must be Viktor's mother, "Dear," she says looking at Ryder, "Viktor ALWAYS talks obout you."
"МАЙКАТА!" Viktor screams with a blush.
"Vat? You do," the two parent figures say laughing.
"I… um… I gotta go," Ryder says, "I'll see you all later," his blush starts as he walks away.
"Look vat you've done," Viktor says following his crush.
Ryder walks out of the room to get out of the room full of people to sit on a bench in the garden, looking up to the sky, "Why did I have to be born? The world would be better without me, the Potters wouldn't be mad, the Flamels wouldn't have to put up with me… who would want me?"
"Vell dere es mi," Viktor says walking in from behind.
"Uh… wait, WHAT?" Ryder asks, very confused.
"I vould vant you," Viktor says, a blush on his face, "I vas trying to voo you, but I tought you vere just trying to tell me you aren't intarested, but now I zee dat you didn't realize my odvances."
Ryder by all standards looked as though he was hit by a bus; he fell from the bench, had a blank, scared, confused expression, was frozen to the spot, and didn't react when his name was called, either of them, "What did you do Krum?" when did Hannah get back?
"I jost told heem I like 'im," he replies defensively, Hannah, sensing no lie or deceit, nods at him and looks over Ryder.
"Ryder," her voice is sweet, and sounds like bells, "He is being true. Come on young one, come back to us."
It takes him a few minutes, but Ryder finally returns from his state of shock, "You… you l-li-like me? You and I are some years apart."
"Ahnd? I cahn steel like you," Viktor says extending his hand.
Once the boys hands were placed in each other's, a light started to emanate from their hearts, but only the Furie noticed and smile, "Looks like I have to protect the two of you."
The boys looked confused, but the smile on her face remained, "What do you mean?" they both ask.
"All in due time, Serg."
"What?" Ryder asks.
"Serg is short for Sergeant and since you are a powerful being I thought I would use it for your nickname… if you don't mind of course," she adds.
"I kinda like it," Ryder says, looking down at his and Viktor's hands, they are still entwined, releasing, a light blush on his face, hidden from the darkness outside, "W-we should g-get back t-to th-the party."
Ryder couldn't see the worried expression on Viktor's face, "Yah, wee shood, you go ahead, I wahnt to talk to 'Annah," Ryder leaves, a confused expression playing on his face, "Do you sink dat you coold 'elp me ween Ryder's effection?"
"Ah, young love," Hannah says with a light smile, then sighs, "Sure thing, Corporal."
"Vhat?"
"My father was in the American army, I'm using status as nicknames… until I find one more fitting."
"Ahnd?"
"Corporal is just below Serg," she replies, "Once I get a better reading on what is a good nickname for y'all I'll stick to my father's army days."
"Ah'right Cupeed," he says with a snort of laughter.
She sighs, "First give it time, find some things out about him, I'll tell you what not to do again, but it's all you… I'll tell you how he feels about you as time goes, but that's all I can do for you Corporal."
"I cahn leeve vit dat," a very happy smile playing on his face and placing his arm in a way for a gal to place her arm through, "Now, weell you let mee escort a pretty lady bahck to de party?"
She laughs and places her arm through his, "I think so Corporal, as long as you don't make this a habit."
Hidden behind the wall, Ryder has a beet red blush on his face and runs when the two start walking, "H-Hannah would h-have kn-known I was there… this is going to be a long couple years."
A/N The Bulgarian that Viktor speaks means MOTHER! i am horrible with writing in accents so i apologize if it makes little sense, but give me a break, i'm trying... at least i'm not writing in slang... that would be worse... thanks for reading & please review!
