A/N: There are a few things I forgot to mention last chapter.
I think it was obvious by the summary that Harry isn't the main character, but yea he isn't. He is like the secondary main character.
This will not be a slash.
And as you can tell I've put more classes in Hogwarts.
Lastly, relationships. Just going by my experiences, at 10/11 I was definitely thinking about girls. Just kissing and stuff so yea.
Chapter 1- Diagon Alley
August 2, 1991
Sirius Black, Hogwart's Offensive Magic's teacher, strode down Privet Drive. It was a rather plain looking street for all the houses were about the same. He was not here to enjoy the scenery or lack of however. He was here on a mission. To get his godson and find out why he had not replied to his Hogwarts letter. He stopped in front of Number 4. It looked extremely clean as if it were cleaned every day. Putting that out of his mind, he walked up to the door and knocked. As he waited, he heard obvious grumbling inside. Eventually the door opened revealing the fattest man Sirius had ever seen.
"Are you Vernon Dursley?" Sirius asked politely.
Vernon took one look at his robes and slammed the door yelling at the same time, "Go away freak we won't be having any of your kind in our home!"
Sirius was over his shock in moments. He pulled out his wand and said "Alohomora," unlocking the door. He walked in to see Vernon holding a muggle shotgun. Being the Offensive Magic's professor meant that he knew of muggle weapons, unlike most of the wizarding world.
"Expelliarmus," took care of that threat. The shotgun flew from Vernon's hands as he was thrown backwards. "Where is my godson Dursley?" Sirius snarled. All pleasantries went out the door with Vernon's greeting.
"Vernon what's all the noise in here?" asked a voice that could only be Petunia Dursley. She walked into the hallway to find a familiar man holding her husband at wand point. 'Wand point?' she thought. "Come to take your freakish boy away finally?" she said looking so hopeful that Sirius was disgusted.
"Where is he?" asked Sirius again. He was getting worried. If they were treating him this way…No. Dumbledore said he was checking on him.
"Freak! Get your bloody arse in here!" Vernon yelled.
The cupboard moved and opened. 'What could possibly be in there' Sirius thought. Out of there came a child. He was small, frail and quite sickly looking. Moving over to the child, taking note as he flinched back, he said, "Perseus?" The little child seemed to be confused.
"Who are you sir?" he asked timidly as if expecting to be attacked for asking a question. Turning to Vernon, Sirius growled, "You have a lot to explain Dursley!" Sirius turned back to the child and asked, "Are you Perseus?" Once again he looked confused before saying, "I think you have the wrong house sir. Only Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, Dudley and myself live here."
Sirius was baffled at first. "What is your name then?" Sirius asked. Vernon tried to interrupt, but before he said a word, Sirius cast a quick, "Silencio," shutting him up. Staring at Vernon before continuing, he said softly, "My name is freak sir."
The silence was all around. Dudley chose this moment to walk in and start kicking his mother to make the freak cook breakfast. Sirius saw the Dursley boy thinking, 'A spitting image of his father.'
While Sirius was staring open mouthed at the boy, which he now knew to be Perseus, he noticed something shocking. Instead of looking like James or even Lily, he looked exactly like…him. An exact replica of his former self, minus the emerald eyes. This made him think of that one time, but Perseus couldn't have been his. Could he? He was born in April, which was…9 months after that night in August! He decided to think more about it later. There were more important things to think about right now.
Sirius turned around and blasted Vernon into the wall. He then turned and blasted Petunia and Dudley into the kitchen. "How dare you hurt my godson!"
While the strange man used his stick to blast the Dursleys, Boy as he like to call himself, thought about what the man had called him. 'Was it possible he was talking to me? Surely not though. Freaks like me don't deserve names,' he thought sadly. It was however, one of his dreams to have a name. Working up his courage he tapped the man on the leg. "Sir, Do I really have a name?" he asked with hopeful eyes. The man looked down at him with a sad smile and said, "Yes your name is Perseus Romulus Potter and I was sent by your parents to take you to them."
Perseus was immediately confused. "My parents died in a car accident sir."
"Car accident! Dursley!" roared Sirius.
Vernon who had scrambled up after the onslaught yelled back, "We didn't want the freak to know he was a wizard! Besides a good beating or two ought to have fixed that freakishness!"
Sirius was livid now. How dare they treat a child like this while the other is overweight and spoiled! "Perseus, pack your stuff. We're leaving." Perseus quickly obliged and rushed into his cupboard to pack. He was done in all of 3 minutes. The Dursley males had waddled back into the kitchen followed by Petunia where they decided to celebrate with desserts for breakfast. Although it looked as though Dudley got desserts every morning. Sirius waited by the door for Perseus to come out.
Perseus grabbed his clothes, which were handed down from Dudley, and his books. Books were the only reason he lived for. They were his only friends. Perseus walked out and moved towards the strange man. They walked outside and down the street. Perseus could see the curtains move as the peeping neighbors looked at the strange man and the little boy, that caused so much trouble, walk down the street.
At the end of the street they turned into an alley. The man turned around and looked at him. "Okay Perseus, first we have to go to a place called Diagon Alley. To get there, we have to apparate. It will probably feel weird your first time though," he said. "Hold on tight."
Perseus put his arm through Sirius' and then they apparated away.
The trip in Diagon Alley was mostly uneventful. The place left Perseus awestruck but that was nothing when he found that his parents had left him a trust vault filled with enough gold to give Uncle Vernon a heart attack. Then they went to get some robes, a few potion supplies and a very nice trunk. Then they went to Flourish and Blotts. Rows upon rows of books! Perseus felt like he was in heaven until an impatient Sirius hurried him up. After that they went to get some ice cream.
Throughout the trip Perseus and the man talked. He found out the man's name was Sirius and that Perseus had a brother and a sister. He was extremely happy to learn his parents' names. He even learned about Hogwarts and the different houses. Something was bothering Sirius however but Perseus decided not to ask about it.
After the ice cream at Fortescue's, they went to Ollivander's Wand Shop. They walked in to a seemingly empty shop. Suddenly, Ollivander appeared from the corner. "I've been expecting you for quite some time now," he said in a voice that sent shivers down Perseus' spine. Perseus looked up at Sirius seeing a similar reaction from him. Ollivander seemed not to notice and continued on, "Your brother was in here just the other day getting his wand. His was a holly wood with a Phoenix feather core. Surprisingly his was the brother wand of Voldemort's. Of course him being the boy-who-lived that shouldn't surprise me too much." He droned on for a while about wands and such. While Perseus was fascinated with the information, Sirius was getting extremely bored and even grouchier. "Ollivander let's get on with it!" Sirius said finally losing his patience.
"Of course," said Ollivander who was looking a little peeved off at Sirius' tone. Two hours and hundreds of wands later, Ollivander was no closer to finding the correct wand. Ollivander seemed to be getting more and more excited by the wand. "That's all of the wands we have," said Ollivander.
A worried Perseus asked, "Does this mean I can't be a wizard? Will I have to go back to the Dursleys?"
"You will never have to go back there again Perseus. I promise you that," said Sirius. Turning to Ollivander, Sirius asked, "Surely you have more wands Ollivander?" "Unfortunately not," he said. "However I can make a custom wand if you follow me to back," he said walking off. Perseus quickly followed as well as Sirius. In the back, there were several tables with objects on them. Upon closer inspection, one table had various woods while the others had jars filled with all kinds of things.
"Put your hand over the woods first and you should feel your magic leading you to the wood that's right for you," said Ollivander. Perseus did as he was told. He began to feel the pull that Ollivander had explained. He came to a stop in front of a wood. Its description said it was oak wood. Ollivander looked surprised. "Are you sure Perseus?" he asked.
Perseus who was a little unsure of himself replied, "I think so but I could be wrong."
"If you think so, then we will definitely try it," said Ollivander, "Now let's move on to the cores. I'm interested to see which core you choose." "Yes sir," said Perseus. Moving over to the cores he chose Chimaera Scale. They left the shop 30 minutes later after watching Ollivander form the wand from the materials. Apparently, this wand was perfect for dueling and combat.
Their last stop was the Magical Menagerie. Almost immediately upon entering, Perseus got a feeling, much like when he was choosing his wand wood. He followed it to a cage with the most beautiful bird he had ever seen. Of course he hadn't seen a lot of birds but still.
"Hello, my name is Perseus," he said to the bird until he realized he probably looked insane talking to a bird. It wasn't until the bird talked back in his mind that he was truly startled. He knew he could talk to snakes from Aunt Petunia's garden, but he had never talked to a bird before. He was torn from his musings to hear the bird's voice once again in his mind, 'Excuse me, I just said I'm your familiar. I've been waiting quite a while for you! Bloody humans! They wouldn't pay attention even if there was a nice fat rat out in the open!' After a quick discussion about familiars with Sirius, they bought the bird, which turned out to be a peregrine falcon, a cage, and a month's worth of food.
After exiting the store, Perseus suddenly remembered a few questions he had forgotten in the shock of Diagon Alley. Although he had been taught to not speak unless spoken to, he really needed some answers. Plus, Sirius had been nice so far. "Sir?" Perseus asked. Looking down at Perseus' face reminded him of himself and also that they had one more thing to do in the alley. "What do you need Perseus?" Sirius asked. After a pause from Perseus who seemed to be having an inside battle with himself about asking his question, finally decided to ask, "Do all wizards go to a school before Hogwarts?"
Sirius seemed to be surprised at the question, "They are homeschooled before they go, unless they are Muggleborn or in some cases, half-bloods." This made Perseus feel slightly better. The Dursleys had not let him go to school for fear that he would harm their image in the community. He had to teach himself everything he knew while he was locked in his cupboard.
"Come along now Perseus. We have one more thing to do in Diagon Alley before we're done," said Sirius. Perseus quickly followed after him to Gringotts. "Sir, if you don't mind me asking, why are we going back to Gringotts?" asked Perseus. 'Such a polite child for the son of James...or me,' he thought humorously before answering. "I need to check something about you," Sirius said rather cryptically. This made Perseus a little nervous but followed Sirius up to the goblins.
"We would like to take an inheritance test for Perseus Potter please," said Sirius to the goblin. The goblin took its time before getting up to lead them to the inheritance department. When they arrived, the goblin opened the door. Ushering Sirius and I inside, he said, "Ripjaw, this is Perseus Potter and he wants his inheritance tested."
"Of course," Ripjaw said giving a toothy smile that made Perseus want to hide. He had Sirius with him so he'd be fine. Right?
As they both took their seats in front of the goblin, the goblin pulled out a roll of parchment. Handing over a knife and the parchment, the goblin told him to cut himself and bleed over the parchment. Perseus did as asked and watched fascinated as the cut healed itself. Ripjaw reached across the table and grabbed the parchment although Perseus saw words beginning to appear. After a moment of reading, the goblin looked up shocked. He passed the parchment to Sirius who looked just as shocked if not more. Finally, Sirius passed it to Perseus who was terrified that something was wrong. The parchment read like this:
Perseus Romulus Black (Potter)
Status- Pureblood
Son of Sirius Orion Black and Lily Potter nee Evans (adopted from House Grindelwald)
Heir to House Black (Paternal)
Heir to House Grindelwald (Maternal)
Natural Heir to House Gaunt (Maternal) (Contested)
Heir to House Slytherin (Maternal) (Contested)
Heir to House Ravenclaw (Paternal)
Magical Abilities:
Parseltongue (Maternal Blood)
Animagus (Paternal and Maternal Blood)
Natural Occulmens (Maternal Blood)
Natural Abilities:
Eidetic Memory
Above Average Reflexes
House Information:
Vaults
3 trust vaults equaling 900,000 galleons
Blood Feuds
House Malfoy and House Black
House Dumbledore and House Grindelwald
Vassal Houses
House of Lestrange (Black)
House of Fudge (Grindelwald)
House of Riddle (Gaunt)
Perseus was unsure of what most of the parchment was informing him of, but looking at the shocked faces of Sirius and Ripjaw, he figured it was important. "May I ask a question sir?" he asked warily. Uncle Vernon had beaten that into him long ago. Ripjaw affirmed with a nod. "What does it mean when it says contested and by whom?"
"It is contested by your brother, Harry Potter," said Ripjaw. "You see," he began, "When he vanquished the Dark Lord, Voldemort was Lord of the Gaunt and Slytherin families. This gave him rights to the heir ship of those houses even though you are the rightful heir."
"Does this mean I'm related to Voldemort?" asked a horrified Perseus. Sirius had told him about Voldemort on their trip through Diagon Alley.
The goblin smiled a vicious toothy smile, "He is your uncle." Sirius interrupted at this point with something akin to a squeak. "James will kill me!" This brought Perseus to another question, and one he deemed incredibly important. "Sirius, does your last name happen to be Black?"
Before Sirius could reply, Ripjaw cut in, "Look how much you two look alike." He transfigured a mirror out of one of the stray pens lying about on his desk. Perseus took a long look. At first, he could tell no difference, probably due to their different styled hair. Perseus assumed he had gotten his hair from his mother, for his hair was smooth while Sirius' was stringy, making him look like a certain pirate that Perseus had seen on a movie that he had been given the luxury of cleaning the living room while Dudley was watching the tele one time. Once he had got past the hair however, the similarities were vast. Apart from the emerald eyes and smooth hair, he could probably pass as a younger Sirius.
Sirius was getting anxious being surveyed by those eyes. The same eyes that Lily had. Eyes that seemed to search your very soul. Eyes that would constantly remind him of his greatest ever mistake.
"Well, thank you Ripjaw for an extraordinarily informational evening," Sirius said formally. Ripjaw just nodded and went back to whatever work he had been working on previously. Perseus followed his father down the long hallways, gruesomely decorated with depictions of bloody battles, to the front of the bank, and then to the apparation point. "Hold on to me…son," said Sirius. Smiling, Perseus took hold of his hand as they apparated away. He had a family.
