~Chapter 2~
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Summary: AU, Orphaned, Harry Potter was raised up by a family friend after his parents' deaths in the practices of Blood Magic. He enters a world where Voldermort has control over Britain and brings with him a power that hasn't been seen since Merlin's time. Gray Harry.
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"I think it's time I tell you about your true heritage."
Harry stood there stark shock and eyes widening, "M-My true heritage? You mean my parents weren't my biological parents?"
Adelpha looked at him deadpanned. "Of course they were your parents. That's not what I'm talking about."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh that's good. I thought for a minute that you'd go all cryptic on me."
"Cryptic?"
"Nevermind."
Adelpha gave Harry a curious look but otherwise didn't prolong on the subject. "Come sit down. I'll explain everything in the kitchen."
"Everything or just another half truth." Harry said sharply. He was starting to get confused and angry after the untended shock for not knowing if he should be upset that his parents hadn't told him the truth about themselves.
"But you never asked," A small voice in his head said.
"Obviously. How was I suppose to know that they were a wizard and witch must less knowing that I was a wizard," Harry thought, replying back to the little voice in his head.
Harry and Adelpha walked back in to the kitchen and sat down. Harry sat down at the side of the kitchen table and Adelpha sitting beside him, facing him. The Hogwarts letter that had shaken Harry's foundation was placed between both of them on the table almost like a premonition of what could happen to them to divide them apart.
"So my parents," Harry said rushing the word "parents" off his tongue quickly. "They're magical beings... How the hell did that happen?"
"Harry," She started, "I know that you don't like being told lies and rather have not being told at all then being told a lie but please just promise me after I tell you...Most things that you'll think throughly of your decision of what to do next."
Harry furrowed his eyebrows in thought but nodded in confirmation, "I'll keep quiet until I hear everything before deciding." Harry agreed.
Adelpha signed deeply before explaining again, " I'm fully aware that your going to ask questions while I tell you about your parents so please hold on to those as well unless they are actually good questions and not idiotic."
"Fine. Can you hurry up with this and explain." Harry grumbled, tiring to speak in a calm voice while sub pressing his raising impatience.
Adelpha gave Harry an aciculated look to watch how he spoke to her.
"I'm sure you don't understand any of this, but in due time, you will." Adelpha contiuned. "I imagine you are wondering why your parents haven't even shown any signs of being magical or in this case a Wizard or Witch, correct?"
But Adelpha didn't wait for Harry's response before adding: "When you were a year old, your parents left Britain but what really happen is that they had to flee from Britain and came here to Greece, abandoning their magical ways to become normal so they wouldn't be spotted from those they had ran away from.
Harry opened his mouth to say something but Adelpha silenced him by pressing her finger tip to his lips.
"No questions until I am done. Remember?"
Harry sulked but otherwise kept quiet.
"Now all this start because of a man named Tom Marvolo Riddle who people know as today as Senior Undersecretary of Britain's Ministry. Most people remember or don't that he was once the Dark Lord that was trying to terrorize them in to submission but went by the name of Lord Voldermort back eleven years ago. He was known back then for Blood Purge of Muggleborns and Muggles."
Seeing Harry's confused face at the new words, Adelpha went on to librate: "Muggles are non-magic people and Muggleborn is a term for people who have two Muggle parents but have magic in their blood. As for the Blood Purge of muggleborns and muggles, there are those called purebloods and half-bloods. Pureblood is the term for prideful wizards and witches who claim to be from families with purely magical heritage with no Muggle or Muggleborns in their family line. As for Half-bloods, they're wizards and witches who have both a Muggle/Muggle-born and magical parent." Adelpha concluded, looking to see if Harry understood everything.
Harry nodded in acknowledgement that he did.
"The Dark Lord was the leader or head of the gathered purebloods. He-"
"I'm sorry I have to interrupt," Harry said quickly. "But why would all these purebloods who you said were prideful, bow before this man? And what's a Dark Lord?"
"I guess I do have a lot to explain about. I seem to forget that he wasn't raised in Wizardry terms." Adelpha thought absently.
"A Dark Lord or Dark Lady is someone who's a very powerful Dark wizard or witch who had comitted foul or amazing acts, known for their wisdom and knowledge about the Dark arts of magic and have many followers or.. Well don't." Adelpha explained. "As for why people followed him was because he is worldly considered to be the most powerful Dark wizard of all time and a great seducer of seducing them with his ideas and power.
Harry whistled lowly, "I won't want to get on the bad side of him."
"Do you have a understanding of these things?" Adelpha asked Harry.
"Yeah. But it doesn't explain why my parents flee'd Britain...Unless they were muggleborns." Harry said looking to Adelpha.
"Your father was a pureblood but your mother was a muggleborn."
"So that makes me a half-blood?"
"Yes."
Harry frowned, "Was it because my Mum was a muggleborn, that my Dad took her and me out of Britain?"
"Yes...And No, but that's other story for a rainy day." Adelpha said sketchly.
Harry sniffed at her in annoyance for her shifty answer.
"Anyways, The Dark Lord gathered many purebloods and those who support his ideals as I said and fought with others that were against them, physically and diplomatically."
"Your parents now were against the Dark Lord's ideas and sided with a man named Albus Dumbledore who was the leader of the resistance against the Dark Lord. "
"Who's Albus Dumbledore?" Harry asked curiously.
Adelpha smiled wirily. "Albus Dumbledore was a very powerful wizard like Lord Voldermort and the only one the Dark Lord feared but instead he was a Light Lord which is the exact opposite of a Dark Lord."
"So he was the good guy?"
"What do you think?"
Harry frowned in thought. "I think he would be benevolent and wise, a good wizard in comparsion to the Voldermort dude... But then again to be at the top and all powerful you would need to be Machiavellianism character around people or a inward appearance of that while hiding behind an aura of serenity and composure."
Adelpha smiled and nodded approvingly at Harry. "Excellent deduction Harry."
"I learn from the best." Harry simply said, smiling at Adelpha.
Adelpha chuckled smoothly, "Yes you do. Continuing on, the Dark Lord asked your father the Head of the House of Potter, to join him. With your mother being a muggleborn, it'd have complicate things if he did join the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord doesn't like rejection but James was a pureblood and a Lord also the Potter house was known for being a Light wizard family so he allowed it to slide but when you were just a one years old, the Dark Lord prepare for them to be ambushed and killed."
"That doesn't make sense."
Adelpha blinked, "What do you mean?"
"Where is the government or police? You said there is a Ministry of Magic, right? Then how come they haven't done anything?"
"Heh, Harry by then Britain's Ministry of Magic had already been taking over when the old Minister, Cornelius Fudge named Tom Marvolo Riddle a.k.a the Dark Lord, his Senior Undersecretary. Fudge didn't know he was Lord Voldermort because the Dark Lord had two disguses to go around in though."
Harry snorted, "Britain's old Minister is an idiot."
"Again Harry, excellent dedcuation." Adelpha spoke lazily.
"So my parents were able to get out of Britain before the Dark Lord could get to them? Where did they go?"
"They came here of course, after I send them a map when I heard from Lily that the Dark Lord was after them."
"Wait. Why were you in Greece? You and Mum were best friends from school? Why did you leave Britain? Are you a witch?" Harry asked shoting many questions he was thinking of.
"Your too curious for your own good Harry." Adelpha said with a crooked smile. "Don't you know the saying of ' Curiosity killed the Cat.'"
"Yea, But Satisfaction brought it back." Harry said cheekily. "Stop ignoring my question. Why are you in Greece instead of Britain? Is the Dark Lord after you?"
Adelpha signed deeply. Harry noticed that she suddenly looked a lot older than her age.
"I'll tell you later Harry just not now. Ok? And yes I'm a witch but I gave up on magic awhile ago and decided to just use Blood Magic."
Harry opened his mouth to say what he really thought about her keeping secrets but closed it when he saw her give him a dark look.
"So," Adelpha said after a minute of slience. "What are you going to do?"
"Huh. What do you mean?"
"Are you going to Hogwarts?"
"What! I'm allow to go," Harry exclaimed suprised. He was sure that after all the talk about Dark wizards and Dark Lord that his Godmother in no way would allow him to actually go.
Adelpha frowned. "I don't want you to go but I won't stop you from amplifying your magic that you could combine with your Blood Magic and create something entirely new." Adelpha said with a certain shine to her eyes as she thought of the possiblities that Harry could have to become stronger than ever. "He could beat the Dark Lord if he is trained properly too..."
A stray thought suddenly struck Harry. "Your right! Ooooo! I could even become all powerful and meet Gary Otter!" He said excitedly with excitement that only a child could muster.
"Yes you cou- Wait. Wha- Who's Gary Otter?"
Harry looked at Adelpha in great shock."You don't know who Gary Otter is? He's the most famous wizard ever! AND he goes to the prestigious Pigfarts school. On Mars of course."
Adelpha raised her eyebrows in qustion at Harry. "I have never heard of him before when I was in Hogwarts. Or hear about a school called Pigfarts."
"Well, people say he doesn't exist, but he has his own movie so I think otherwise." Harry proclaimed with a fist pump.
Adelpha just gave him a deadpanned look. "I- No forget it." Adelpha said shaking her head in exasperation. "Just don't go around talking about him when you're at Hogwarts."
Harry gave her a innocent look. "Why not?"
"Because you'll get a beat down. This child must be bipolar if one moment he's serious and mature then the next he's immature and stupid." Adelpha thought.
"Because people in Hogwarts would get jealous and riot Your Pigfarts."
"It's not mine, it's Rumbleroar's." Harry said seriously.
"And I guess your right. I wouldn't want anyone else to try and meet Gary Otter too." He said with an awe look in his eyes when he spoke of Gary Otter.
Adelpha opened and closed her mouth twice before just giving Harry a befuddle look. "You're a very confusing child."
"Thank you." He repiled sincerely, dipping his head toward her as a bow.
Adelpha groaned, rubbing the new wrinkles on her face caused by her Godson.
A loud tap at the window cause both of them to snap their heads toward that direction. An brown barn owl was constantly tapping at the window with it's beak having a letter clasping in it.
Adelpha got up from her seat and grabbed a sharp knife from the table. Harry was trailing behind her a ways distance seeing her grab the knife he knew that she was about to perform some Blood Magic.
"What's wrong? It's just an owl?" Harry questioned, not seeing how a harmless owl could be any threat.
"Or maybe there's more to the owl than I thought?" Watching carefully as his Godmother brought the knife down on her forearm and slicing a clean cut down her arm.
A thin strand of defying gravity blood formed from her forearm. She grabbed it and as the thin strand of blood solidified into a small blood red spear. She closed the open wound when she smoothly slided her finger tip across her open wound, a small sizzling sound and wisps of steam came as she closed it.
The easy flow and elegant way his Godmother used Blood magic always amazed him to no extend. When he used Blood Magic, blood dripped everywhere and when he sealed his wound up there was always a red anger mark unlike his Godmother's smooth olive skin with no evidence of a open wound.
Adelpha cautiously opened the window up and the owl flew in flying around and then fluttered to a stop on the table.
Adelpha approached the owl with the small blood spear in her hand. The owl stucked it's leg out to her, waiting patiently for her to take the letter attached to it's streched out leg.
Adelpha hooked the edge of the letter through her spear, taking it off the owl's leg. The owl hooted and flew out the open window frame.
"Who's the letter from?" Harry asked as he peered around his Godmother's shoulder on his tipy toes, looking down at the letter with interest.
Adelpha hummed in reponse to Harry and dragged the small spear across the letter's top, ripping it open. A small piece of parchment fell on to the table.
Harry scrambled around Adelpha and grabbed the parchment from the table and skimmed rapidly through it.
"Harry!" Adelpha snapped at him and was about to rip the parchment out of his hand and reprimand him for carelessly picking the parchment up without inspecting it first when he turned toward her and asked her a question she didn't think he would asked.
"Who's Minerva McGonagall? And why is she coming here in a couple of minutes?"
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