Dead Wizard walking

by Slygrifflepuffclaw

AU - The Death eaters attack Diagon Alley on the day of Sirius's will reading. Harry is badly wounded but is 'saved' by the Lovegoods'. He wakes from a coma to find he is not quite himself... Will he be able to overcome these drastic new obstacles placed in front of him, all while fending off Voldemort and his death eaters? A Harry / Luna Fanfic. (P.S. Contains Vampires :/)

2. First Day as a Dead Man

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY CANNON CHARACTERS, I CAN ONLY CLAIM THE PLOT AND ANY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS PRESENT

Dead Wizard Walking

Chapter 1

Harry POV

I felt the heat of the explosion and excruciating pain as pieces of shrapnel from what was Olivander's hit me; bits of glass and wood shredded through me flesh. After I hit the ground I blacked out for a minute. When I woke back up I was still lying in Diagon Alley. Luna was kneeling over me, covered in blood, my blood. "I'm so sorry about this but it may be the only way to save you." Even in my pain that confused me until she leaned down and I felt the pain of ten of Voldemort's cruciatus curses and losing Sirius again put together; before I blacked out again.

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I woke up in a large double bed, with the sunlight peeking in through the curtains. I looked round, I didn't recognise the room at all, and it certainly didn't look like St Mungo's. And I wasn't wearing the clothes I was wearing in the explosion… Explosion in Diagon Alley, Dying, Luna, what had happened?

Then before he could figure out what had happened; the door opened and Luna came in dressed in what looked like a silk dressing gown. "Oh you're finally awake! We were starting to think you really were dead. Your letters got a bit burnt…and bloody after the explosion so you'll have to contact Gringotts to see if they have any other copies. Your contracts arrived earlier and come downstairs in a minute for some food." And with that she bounded out of the room.

I walked over to the fireplace and grabbed some Floo powder said "Ragnok's Office, Gringotts London, Diagon Alley, and threw it into the grate causing a large green fire to appear and without thinking twice I stepped into it.

"Ah, Mister Potter." Ragnok greeted me as I stepped into the room. "I assume you are here to seek replacement letters for the ones Lord Black gave you were undoubtedly destroyed in the explosion." I nodded and proceeded to sit down in the chair opposite him.

"Before we go any further sir, may I ask how long has it been since the explosion? The Lovegoods told me to request the letters as soon as I woke up so I have no idea what day it is, or if I'm completely honest how I got to the Lovegoods house in the first place."

Ragnok seemed to pause for a moment before continuing on as if I hadn't said anything after asking about the explosion. "Well Mr Potter, you will be pleased to learn that you have only been unconscious for three and a half weeks, so you have not missed the Hogwarts Express…again." He grinned at the last bit. I had always been confused by Goblin humour but that was neither here nor there. I had been in a coma for a month!

"As for the letters left to you by your Godfather… The ones in your position are only copies as per Lord Black's final written instructions. He stated that you would come looking for them eventually. Also, given that you have only been out of a coma for ten minutes I suggest that you return to the company of Mr Lovegood and his daughter. Also Mister Potter when you see fit to visit us at Gringotts in the future please consider wearing the appropriate attire for this esteemed establishment…" I looked down to see that I was wearing black satin pyjamas "…and let me be the first to wish you a happy birthday Mr Potter."

I then immediately went back through the fireplace and ended up in the dining room instead of the bedroom. Luna and her father looked up from breakfast and just smiled at me. "Hello Harry, you have a most unusual way of getting here, you could have just used the stairs." Said Luna turning back to her toast as I sat down in front of a full English breakfast. "We thought you might be hungry after being in that coma for so long." She paused for a moment then looked over at the fireplace then back at me. "Harry you didn't go all the way to Gringotts in your pyjamas did you?" I nodded sheepishly and she and her father both burst out laughing. "I-I knew you'd want to go quickly but I would have thought you would have at least gotten dressed first. " Luna chocked out through the laughter and a mouthful of scrambled eggs.

After that breakfast was rather subdued after that. After we had finished eating Luna showed me back to my room and showed me some clothes to put on as most of mine were destroyed in the explosion or when I was having the shrapnel taken out of my back and chest. She left while I got dressed and then came back in holding two large brown legal envelopes and two blood red ones, I was about to ask what they were for but then I thought to myself that they must be my original copies of the letters Sirius left me, with my blood all over them. Luna then said something about leaving me in peace and went downstairs to her father.

I slowly open the letter with the number one on it. I pulled out a page that had a single word written on it. Marauder. So I pointed my wand at the page and said "I solemnly swear I am up to no good." Then that one page turned into three and the words just started fading through.

Dear Harry,

If you are reading this letter that means that I have failed your parents for a second time, for which I am so very sorry. I must hope however that I died somehow defending you, directly or indirectly.

Harry you were the son I never had and had your parents lived to see the man you have become I have no doubt that they would be very proud of you.

In my will I declared you my heir; this means that you are the new Lord Black. Had I not done this the title would have passed onto Draco Malfoy and we both know that he doesn't need a bigger head than he already has. He would also have likely claimed the pieces of the Black fortune I gave you and offered them to Voldemort.

The two contracts I left you are slightly more difficult to explain. The first one, contract number sixty nine, is a marriage contract. Now I know what you're thinking. You're thinking Sirius you bloody idiot why have you given me a marriage contract? Well to be completely honest I have no good excuse. I have plenty of bad ones.

The second contract number seventy is essentially you agreeing to being emancipated and becoming the next Lord Black. (I'd sign that one first and then get it to the goblins as quickly as possible as unsigned Draco can still challenge my decision as he is older than you.

Now the second letter is one written for you by your parents after they went into hiding, so that if they were discovered I would give that letter to you on your seventeenth birthday, I'm going to assume I didn't make it that far.

Well done Harry for giving me a reason to live again other that trying to kill a rat.

Now get out there and kick Mouldy shorts arse!

Lord Sirius Orion Black

Head of House Black

I just sat there for a while and stared at Sirius's letter. Not only was I now a Lord I now had a marriage contract. Well Sirius always did get strange birthday presents. I thought about whether to look at the contracts or the letter first.

Contracts; I pulled out number seventy and read through it essentially agree with everything Sirius had written so I went to sign it but found a note on the envelope 'Magical Contracts MUST be signed with a Blood quill.' Great where am I going to get a blood quill? I'll have to bring them to Gringotts tomorrow.

Now for the marriage contract. Damn Sirius why?

Contract of Marriage

Between:

HARRY JAMES POTTER

And

LUNA ROWENA LOVEGOOD

To be married before Ms Lovegood's seventeenth birthday on the 26th of September 1997.

Signed: Lord Sirius Orion Black (Potter Magical Guardian)

Signed: (Lord Harry James Potter)

Signed: (Lovegood Parent/Guardian)

Signed: (Luna Rowena Lovegood)

Please note that both copies must be signed with a blood quill and returned to Gringotts for the betrothal to be considered valid.

I looked at the three blank spaces, for us to sign. I was too young to get married. And I had only really known Luna for a few months, wasn't that a bit short to be making rash decisions. I've never been happier to realise I was starting to sound like Hermione.

I got up and went to look at my parents' letter, when the door opened and Luna popped her head into the room. "Harry can you please come downstairs for a minute. Daddy and I need to talk to you." I nodded and followed her down the stairs where she sat down at the kitchen table that we had had our breakfast at.

"Harry! Please sit, sit." Said Mr Lovegood, as I came into view. I sat down opposite Luna and her father; we sat in silence for a good five minutes as Luna got up to go make some tea. After she got back Mr Lovegood started to speak. "So Harry Luna tells me that you are a dab hand a Defence against the Dark Arts…could you please tell me what you know about Vampires." He then went to sip his tea as if this was a perfectly normal conversation to be having on a summer's afternoon.

"Em… Well sir, vampires are dark creatures who have pale white skin. They have a liking for rare meat and are incredibly strong and fast. They blend in with the regular wizarding population as only about three and a half per cent of wizards that are turned lose their magic. They are often confused with canis lamia, the vampire dog which aside from the name is something of a deformed vampire, and looks somewhat similar to Gollum out of the Lord of the Rings trilogy by JRR Tolkien. And of course they both drink blood to survive."

"Well done Mister Potter a classic textbook definition of a vampire, from a wizarding perspective. Now three and a half weeks ago you were severely injured in the explosion in Diagon Alley, which occurred when a group of death eaters blew up Olivander's wand shop in the process of kidnapping him. Are you with me so far?" I nodded, not particularly liking where this was going. "Well immediately after the explosion we left Gringotts to return home as one is inclined to do in a situation like that. However, on our way we discovered your body. You were so badly wounded that you were beyond even what the healers at St Mungos could do for you; you were minutes away from dying. So Luna 'saved' you by turning you into a vampire."

Yeah I definatly didn't like where this was going. "I'm a FUCKING VAMPIRE!" I didn't mean to shout but I think the shock kind of got to me a bit. Luna and Mr Lovegood jumped in their seats.

"Yes Harry" Luna said in her normal dreamy voice "it's really quite pleasant after you get over the whole 'I've got to drink blood to live' part." I frowned. Why was it always me? I mean first Voldemort now this. I mean this could be the 'power the dark lord knows not' but this was starting to get a bit old.

Then Luna turned to her father; "I think he's gone into shock Daddy, better start with the strong stuff." Mr Lovegood just nodded and got up and walked over to the kitchen and pulled out a decanter filled with a dark red liquid, which could only be one thing…Blood.

Mr Lovegood came over to the table and poured three shot glasses full. "Now Harry, this…" he said gesturing to the shot glass he had just placed in front of me. "…is dragon's blood. The regularity that a vampire NEEDS to feed is determined by the amount of magic in the blood that he or she last drank. Now the only two substances more potent than dragon's blood are unicorn blood, which from what I hear you are well versed in the consequences of drinking, and the blood of a basilisk. A vampire drinking Dragons blood can go without feeding for about six weeks. And the time decreases exponentially as the magic does, with me so far?" I nodded. "Well then bottoms up."

I took the shot hesitantly. It burnt the back of my throat like firewhiskey. I looked back up at the two vampires in front of me. "Sir, what is the estimated time between feeding on blood from a basilisk?"

Mr Lovegood frowned. "Well that is a bit before my time… but if I remember correctly it's blood not mixed with venom is six months and blood with even the tiniest amount of venom in it Is three months. And please Harry, call me Phil."

After a minute Phil whispered something to Luna, who then went running back up the stairs. "Now Harry, I know that this is a less than ideal situation. Firstly can I say that Luna and I only put on the façade that we're a bit mad to distract from the signs of us being vampires. Now a vampire has several powers, for example you have enhanced speed and strength you mentioned earlier; your night vision will be as good as it is during the day and you will no longer have to wear your glasses, although your new abilities may take a while to fix your eyes fully, so for now I would recommend keeping the glasses on. You also have the power to command regular witches and wizards to do things, in the past this was used to keep slaves, but now it is just used if one is desperate to feed. And the last power available to a vampire and one I think you will find extremely interesting and somewhat useful…Is the ability to visit the afterlife in your sleep."

That got my attention. "Sorry sir, maybe I misheard you. Did you just say that I can visit the afterlife in my sleep?"

Phil looked slightly amused, and then Luna came back down the stairs. "Yes Harry, he did. Technically you're already dead so it's actually quite easy to do. You were there already. Around the second week of the coma we thought you were waking up, you were muttering about Sirius and the explosion and then you just started screaming. We had to put silencing wards around your room cause you just kept going for hours then you went into regular comatose and then you woke up this morning." She said with a smile laying down both my contracts and her father's copy of contract sixty nine.

"Sir… sorry Phil do you have any idea where I could find a blood quill?"

"As a class A ministry controlled artefact they are only kept in Gringotts and the main Ministry building for contracts…However as a vampire you could just use your fingernail. But as we all have business in Gringotts then I suggest we all go there now." I nodded; I needed to talk to Griphook about the potter vaults.

An hour later I tumbled out of the Floo in the main Gringotts atrium. Phil came over and helped me dust myself off. "Now Harry as we all have business with Ragnok first we'll go there, then you can go to see Griphook, alright?" I nodded and we headed towards the old Goblins office.

"Ah, I knew I'd be seeing you again today Mr Potter." The goblin sneered as we all sat down in front of his desk. "I assume that you are here to sign the contracts that the late Lord Black left to you" We nodded and pressed a rune on the desk. "Rovnok please bring me a blood quill and three official seals."

A minute later a goblin I assumed was Rovnok came in carrying several boxes, handed them to the director and then left the room. "Now Mr Potter if you would sign the contract affirming your rights as the new Lord Black first, then we will move onto the betrothal." Said Ragnok handing me a blood quill. I quickly signed the contract and then signed the copies of the marriage contract. After Phil and Luna had signed then Ragnok stood. "Now Mr Potter if you would just put on these" said the goblin "They are the family rings of Houses Black and Potter respectively, showing that you are the head of those houses. They are also required to take the family's seats in the Wizengamot." He then placed the seals on the three contracts. "Now By the power invested in me by the head of the Goblin Nation as director of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, I do hereby declare these contracts to be legal and magically binding, so mote be it." Then a blue light flashed and the other Goblin came back in and took the sealed contracts out of the room.

"Now that that is dealt with, Mr Potter, I'm afraid that Account manager Griphook is not here this afternoon; however a reading of your parents will has been scheduled for one o'clock on the fifth of August, which is next Monday. Mr Lovegood a goblin is waiting for you outside to take you to your vault." The Lovegoods left to go to their vault and Ragnok got back up to sit behind his desk again. "Now Mister Potter, to claim your family's seat and Lord Black's seat in the Wizengamot need to go and declare your intentions to the speaker of the house, which at the moment is Madam Amelia Bones. You will then show up to the next closest sitting of the Wizengamot, which is this coming Friday Afternoon. Where you will be sworn in and there will be nothing Fudge or Dumbledore can do about it." I nodded, getting one up on the old man and the minister did seem like a good idea. "Also as a member of the Wizengamot you would be better placed to aid the effort against Tom Riddle. Also it would add to your credibility should you seek to pursue action against Madam Umbridge for those scars on your hand, as the use of a blood quill in such a manner is highly illegal and would surely send her and possibly the minister to Azkaban for some years." Now there was an idea…

"Now I believe that concludes our business for today Lord Potter-Black. Please do not hesitate to contact me if you have any questions in regard to what we have discussed here today. After leaving Gringotts I resolved to visit Madam Bones tomorrow and discuss the Wizengamot with her.

The rest of the day went rather quickly and at nine I decided it was time to test what Luna had said about visiting the afterlife.

A/N: That's chapter 1 done. What did you think? Please review and tell me. Chapter 2 coming soon.

-Slygrifflepuffclaw