Hey hey hey! So even if most of the Addams have strange name's, Harry is still an Addams name. Look at cousin "Lumpy" from the first movie and Gomez is completely ordinary as well. I think it's only the Frumps who have long names. So his name will so be Harry, but I'm going to give him new middle names because Sakura Lisel is kinda right. If you want any particular middle names tell me in a review! Oh and review the pairing you want as well.

I in no way claim to own characters, plots, settings, or anything else form Harry Potter and I do not own anything from Addams Family either. So there.

In Which Harry's Name is Actually Harry

Addams Underground Ritual Room

Cold, so thrillingly cold. Harry reached out a single pale finger and caressed the sickly cheek before him. It was the kind of cold only the dead could achieve, pliable and silent and terrifyingly perfect. Harry placed his hands into the cadaver's, and bent down to touch foreheads. Ever so slowly his mouth trailed down to the body's neck; ever so slowly Harry opened his mouth to the lifeless flesh and bit down gently, lovingly. Carefully filed incisors broke the skin and Harry could feel the slight wiggling of the limp veins as his teeth penetrated those too. He much preferred live, fighting bodies, but some rituals had to be done with the dead. Harry brought up his head, careful not to ingest the still blue fluid in his mouth, and spat the small amount of blood he had into an obsidian ritual bowl. Cradling the clasped hands to his chest, Harry bowed his head and braced himself for pain.

From the silence that surrounded the two, chanting echoed off the walls of the damp chamber. And from the darkness surrounding Harry, two streams of black blood pooled onto his back. Violent tremors shook the flooring, the chains of the Addams underground shaking in insane laughter. The black blood expanded and extended, pulling crimson from the carcass next to it and turning it dark, taking the darkened blood and coating Harry's body.

The shadows around the room grew quiet, silencing their chants. Until one by one they walked out of the room. Each figure was stony and sombre, and though even their posture screamed uncaring; the last figure, the second smallest, paused by Harry's cocooned body and placed a pile of clothes by his shell. The shadow then got up quickly to rejoin the rest of the troupe by the door. A soft click was the only indication of the door closing from the inside of the dungeon cell, but outside in the hall the group all sighed in relief and left to pray to each of their personal gods for their favorite Addams.

Meanwhile in Scotland, the letter on one bird's leg changed from Potter to Addams. Fawks sighed in relief and blocked the explosion of a funny spinning object from the view of one meddlesome old goat.

When Harry woke, all he knew was black. It encased him, filled him, was him. As he moved out of the fetal position he cocooned himself in and stood on the marble floor, silken material clung to him. He stood strong, but the tremor in his chin showed his worry. He tried to act assured, tried to act confident, while inwardly he worried. The ritual had... changed him. It had to have, it endowed him with the blesses pure traits of the Moste Darke House of Addams, wouldn't that change even the sturdiest of men? Harry didn't feel any different. He wondered if he looked any different. His hair was still shaggy, his height was still pitifully small. There wasn't mush that seemed to be drastically strange to Harry, though that in itself was rather strange. Wouldn't a blood adoption make one feel strange?

The Addams Family nervously waited for Harry to come out of the ritual room. They were all worried, though being Addams they could only smile maliciously to express this. Surprisingly enough to anyone who knew the Addams, the one who fretted the most was Wednesday. It had been Wednesday after all, who had found the archaic ritual that would be able to turn the distant cousin Harry Potter into an equal mix of strengthened Addams, Frump, and Potter. Though, she had only done it to make up for the fact that an Aunt had pointed out Harry's magic school letter's would arrive bearing Harry's name as Potter.

She sighed, Harry was acting so distant lately, like he felt himself inferior to the main family of Addams. Almost as if he wasn't good enough, Addams enough. Oh by Lady Hel, the problem wasn't that...Harry couldn't be feeling normal lately could he? Wednesday shivered at the thought, that would explain why he was so enthusiastic about the ritual. Maybe he thought it would make him more odd like the rest of the family. Feeling a bubbling in her chest, Wednesday stopped thinking of why Harry was out of it lately. She felt... fuzzy. Tight braids whipped around and a cold piercing gaze settled on Pugsley, he had fed her a live rabbit when she was sleeping again hadn't he. It was the only explanation for feeling fuzzy. He'd been doing that a lot lately, but Wednesday would get him back for interrupting her thinking about her favorite little brother. She always got him back.

Pugsley shivered. He glanced at Wednesday. She was glaring at him, again. Why was it always him? Good thing he inherited Uncle Fester's indestructible tendencies. Though Pugsley decided to lock his door and set up some traps anyway; Wednesday was known to do the impossible when it came to Harry.

Tish smiled at Wednesday and Pugsley, " Oh Gomez, look at the children, " she whispered, turning to her husband, " So dreadful and demented this year. Perhaps ...? "

" Nahui Ollin? Oh Tish, that's Aztec. " Gomez purred to his wife. He then looked thoughtful and turned to look at Wednesday suspiciously "Though with her looking like that it's got something to do with Harry, what ever it is that riled her up, and you know how homicidal Wednesday gets about Harry... The end of the world isn't too far fetched."

" No no Gomez, not the world, only an era, " Tish tapped her husband on the nose as she was saying this only to pause, considering something. "Wednesday would save Ragnarök for when Harry starts dating. " All the Addams who heard paused and looked at each other alarmed and Tish covered her mouth delicately like she couldn't believe her own mouth (though if you looked close enough you could see the upturned corners of her mouth in a snicker.) Even Uncle Fester, who was listening in, looked wide eyed at the suggestion of such a thing.

Fester chuckled a bit and grumbled in his way, " I feel sorry for the girlies he brings back." Gomez agreed but Morticia simply smirked.

"Well if you're so sure about that, I'm off to get some more black silk for Harry's embroidery lesson later. " Tish looked pointedly at her husband, but he seemed oblivious as always. She huffed indignantly and decided to go for a more direct approach to the topic. "Oh and Gomez, remember to set up a second dowry for Harry, he's finally legally allowed to get one from us after all." She waited for effect before putting in "Plus tard ce soir ma chérie."

Tish giggled as the two men of the family looked after her more then a little shocked at her innuendos. Gomez didn't even comment on her french, he was too busy trying to pick the cigar up from where it had fallen out of his open mouth. Morticia sashayed out of the room, looking back only briefly to answer "Mother's intuition" to her boys' unasked question. She was completely content as she picked out patterns for her darling Harry to try, humming a haunting funeral march as she imagined all the colors that would look devastating on Harry with his new Frump heritage and sincerely hoping her baby kept his green eyes. They were just annihilation incarnate when used in a puppy dog look.

So here we have some Addams perspectives of Harry. Can you tell I'm a Tish fan?

VOTE ON THE PAIRING IN THE REVIEWS Male preferably. I like slash and can't see someone who in the first chapter I said started ballroom dancing and cooking and gardening being with one of the Harry Potter girls. Plus you can't have an Addams shipped with any light characters without changing the personality. Most all girls are on the light side. The only dark female really is Bella. Not a good pair.

Love you all! Don't hate the slash! It wont be super super major.