A/N Ok, sorry for the late update, but I've been busy! Funny thing that. I decided to expand on where I submitted my fics, so I put this on Ficwad. Got over 170 views in two days...and only four reviews. 1 was the standard, the 'Oh this is soo good, I love it!' kind, and the other three...well, all three of them agreed with each other and called it, and I quote, "Illogical Horse Shit" Apparently I can have Nero turned into a Neko by a naked lizard demoness with a Dutch accent, and make him Dante's sex toy, but I can't give Harry an older brother! Am I overreacting or am I justified? Meh, anyway, I got annoyed with all the negative rating from the ass holes, so I took it off. See, they complained about it being Yaoi, but they read all my other yaoi oneshots and compliment them...Contradictory or what? Anyway, moving on before I fry something.
I do not own Harry Potter, I do however own my OC Aaron and any other OC that might pop up.
Recap:
Aaron stripped off his robes with a mournful sigh and stood before the owl clad in only a pair of black jeans. "Back to business then eh girl?" Hedwig hooted and shuffled her wings. Aaron smiled and opened the window by his bed, he hopped up onto the sill and closed his eyes, smiling as the cool evening breeze ruffled his bangs. Then, he fell, and with a screech a black Gyrfalcon took off towards Hogwarts school of Witchcraft And Wizadry with a snowy white owl in tow...
Warnings: Violence, swearing, OOC'ness, Manipulative Dumble's, Dumble's bashing, Incest and yaoi later on. Now, for the last time, if anyone has a problem with the pairing I've decided on, please let me know. Last time I'm saying this. It is Aaron/Harry, hence Riddlecest.
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Chapter 7: The Truth...
When Aaron arrived back to the Castle the Library window was closed, as it was time for Dinner in the Great Hall. With an inward huff Aaron flew to the Great Hall, using the Owl entry to gain admittance into the large, student filled hall. He stayed closed to the ceiling to avoid detection and landed on a support beam just above the Gryffindor table. With a small pop he was Zero again and, using his Shadow Adder power melted into the shadows and reemerged under the table, right under his oblivious sibling. With a snakey smirk Zero slithered to Harry's shoe and climbed his way up Harry's leg, feeling the teen stiffen as he climbed up to his thigh and slipped under his robes, the tip of his black nose poking out of his collar by his hair line under his ear.
"Miss me Window's?" He hissed quietly, earning himself a small huff from the teen, who refused to answer while surrounded by his House mates. Zero rolled his eyes. "To answer your unspoken question, I was wondering the Castle, and well...I got lost...Had to hitch a ride with a very helpful, if oblivious First Year...I didn't bite her, heck I wasn't even noticed. I'm here now though." He felt the teen relax slightly and frowned. Was Harry suspicious off him somehow? Or was he just worried he might bite a student? He gave a serpents shrug and snuggled back into the warmth of Harry's inner robe. Dinner past by without incident, well, if you don't count a Sixth years plate exploding as an incident...but Zero suspected two snickering red heads were behind it.
By the time Harry had finished his Dinner and moved to leave his head of House intercepted him at the doors.
"Mr Potter." she greeted curtly. Harry nodded his head politely in return.
"Professor." The Transfiguration Professor smiled slightly.
"The Headmaster wishes to to see you in his office, go on ahead." Harry nodded and left. Zero meanwhile wiggled in Harry's robes, wondering what the old codger wanted now.
When Harry arrived at the Headmaster's door he moved to knock, but before he could even touch the door he was called in. Zero snorted as he felt the effects of a proximity ward at the door as Harry entered the old mans office.
"Ah, Harry my boy! How are you?" Zero inwardly gagged at the grandfatherly tone Dumbledore played. Harry shrugged.
"Alright I guess, you sir?" Dumbledore clapped his heads together and smiled.
"Good good, lemon drop?" Harry turned them down, for which Zero was grateful for, according to his father, the codger laced them with Veritasiem. "I'm afraid, Harry that something has come to my attention, concerning you." Harry frowned, as did Zero.
"Sir?" Dumbledore tilted his head forward, blue eyes peering over the rim of his half moon specticals, twinkle absent from his eyes.
"I have been informed by a reliable source, that you have recently come into the possession of a new Familiar." If Zero had been in human form all blood would have rushed from his face, but while in snake form his tongue flicked out nervously. Harry though had indeed paled ever slightly as he shifted from foot to foot.
"Er...yes Headmaster." Dumbledore frowned at him.
"And I have been told, that it is a Dark Creature." Harry shook his head and fidgeted.
"H-he's not dangerous sir! He's given me his word not to harm anyone in the Castle, and he hasn't!" Dumbledore sighed and leaned back in his chair.
"He gave you his word? Am I right in the assumption then, that it is a serpent of some sort?" Harry paused, but nodded in defeat.
"Yes sir." he murmered, eyes cast to the side. Dumbledore laced his fingers in front of his face.
"You are aware that serpent's are evil Harry? They are cunning deceivers, how do you know that he will go back on his word?" Harry glared.
"He's not like that! He protected me from-" Zero suddenly squeezed his brothers waist in warning.
"You fool of a boy!" He hissed as Dumbledore's eyes darkened.
"Protected you from what Harry?" Harry grit his teeth and glared at his feet.
"Uncle Vernon, sir." Dumbledore suddenly rose from his seat, startling Harry.
"You mean to tell me that creature is the one responsible for your beloved Uncle's death!" Harry's eyes widened. Death? Vernon was dead?
Zero shifted, inwardly smirking in glee. "Serves that fat bastard right! No one harms my Ridon and gets away with it unpunished!"
"H-he didn't mean to kill him sir! Vernon, he was..." Dumbledore stared him down.
"He was what Harry?"
"He was attacking me..." Dumbledore sighed.
"Nonsense Harry, your uncle loved you dearly!" Harry snapped his head up and glared.
"No he didn't! Those people hate magic! I spent ten years under their roof, listening to their insults and threats! Enduring their 'punishments'! They thought they could beat the 'freakishness' out of me! They hated me because of my magic! They hated me over something I had no control over! And you left me with them! You left me with muggles who think beating an innocent child is a service to god! You did! I could have gone to my brother! At last with him I wouldn't of had to endure-"
"SILENCE!" Harry stumbled back as the Headmaster slammed his hands down on his desk. Zero hissed in rage and tried to wiggle his way out of the shaking teens robes to bite the man a new one, but Harry wrapped his arms around himself to hold him in. Though under all the rage Zero felt relief and warmth at the fact his brother would have willingly gone to him.
"Release me! The bastard must die!"
"This attention seeking has gone on long enough Harry! As for your brother, he is evil, Harry, he would sooner kill you then look at you!" Dumbledore visibly calmed himself and gave Harry a level look. "Did you know Harry, that your brother is responsible for the death of over seventy muggles?" Zero froze. No...no way in hell! The only muggle he'd ever actually killed was the whale! "He killed them all with his bare hands Harry, well, not hands...Your brother is an Animagus Harry, he takes the form of a horrid beast and tears Muggle's apart for sport." Zero hissed. Just because he could turn into a bigger then average Panther didn't mean he killed people for sport. This had gone on long enough, his father would be far from pleased, as would Ridon, but this had to happen if he wanted to get things straight.
"I'm sorry Harry...But this has gone on long enough." Harry frowned as he heard this and glanced down at his robes, but yelped when a black blur suddenly shot out of his sleeve and landed on Dumbledore's desk. The old man gasped at the sight of Zero and whipped out his wand, only for a hand to suddenly snap out and grip the hand holding the wand.
Dumbledore's eyes widened at the sight of the young man in question crouched on his desk, hand gripping his own and aiming his wand away from his person. Harry stumbled back and fell into one fo the chairs in front of the old mans desk, eyes glued to the bare back in front of him. When the hell did he get in? Better yet, what happened to Zero?
Aaron glared at the old man, slitted emerald eyes narrowed. "You, Albus, are a bastard." The old man tried to yank his hand back, but Aaron tightened his grip to the point he gasped and released his wand. Aaron quickly swiped it up and, to the horror of Harry and Dumbledore, snapped it between his fingers. "Your lies and deceit, old man, far surpass that of even the greatest Slytherin." Dumbledore snarled and moved to grab the sword of Gryffindor behind his desk, but Aaron suddenly danced backwards off the desk and grabbed Harry, yanking him back until they were by the door.
"What the hell, let me go!" Harry growled as he struggled against the strong grip on his robes. Aaron rolled his eyes.
"Calm down Harry, I'm not here to hurt you." he murmured into the teens ear as the Headmaster faced him with the sword. Aaron snorted. "You even know how to use that old man?" Albus narrowed his eyes.
"Release him Aaron, and surrender." Aaron raised a slender brow.
"Why, so you can kill me and continue to manipulate my baby brother? I think not." Harry paused in his struggling. "That's right Harry, this old bastard has been playing you like a violin since day one. He's been changing you, molding you into his own perfect weapon. Trying the same thing he did with our father." Dumbledore raised the blade, then smirked and pulled a second wand from his robes. Aaron's eyes narrowed.
The Elder Wand...
He had to do this carefully. "Don't listen to him Harry, that man would have you believe lies, he want's to turn you against me Harry-"
"Oh for the love of Salazar shut up! Albus, you are a real piece of work, you know that? Then again, it's to be expected, because you are after all a Slytherin." Harry blinked, what? "Don't get me wrong Harry not all Slytherin's are evil, but this one...he's a shifty one. He murdered his own sister for power, and he abandoned his brother for more." Albus snarled.
"Lies Harry!"
"No! You Albus Dumbledore are darker then any Dark Lord!"
"Silence brat!" Aaron snorted and Harry was left wondering if he'd been forgotten. This was all confusing. But what did their father have to do with all this? Wasn't James Potter a model Gryffindor? Aaron snorted, then burst into laughter.
"James Potter, now that guy was an asshole. He freaked out something chronic when he got a good look at my eyes when I forgot my glamour...though, being locked in the attic for six hours wasn't ideal...did mum have a fit when she saw that...James thought I was Dark...Though, nothing a good ol' Obliviate couldn't fix." Harry stared at the man over his shoulder. What the hell? "Oh, year, sorry, Legilimency, force of habit." Aaron gave him a sheepish grin. Dumbledore snarled at them.
"Enough of this! Release the boy!" Aaron raised a brow at the fuming wizard. Then leaned in close to Harry's ear.
"Do you trust me, Harry?" Harry blinked in confusion.
"Your holding me hostage, what do you think?" Aaron tilted his his head.
"True, well then my little hostage, time to go." Harry yelped when he was suddeny yanked back through a now open door, glimpsing the headmaster throwing himself after them before all he saw was the gargoyle and the hall.
Aaron ran through the halls pull pelt, dragging his brother along behind him, scowling at the uncooperative teen he stopped and yanked the teen onto his back and began running again. He wheezed when the struggling wizard in training kneed his side. "Now's not the time to be difficult Harry!" The teen just snorted.
"I'm being kidnapped, you expect to sit still?" Aaron hummed.
"Normally, no, but I'm not kidnapping you, I'm rescuing you. So stop kicking me!" He shouted as he flew around a corner and made his way to the huge doors that lead out into the night.
"Rescuing me? Your a Death Eater!" Aaron sputtered as he jumped through the doors, almost tripping when he hit the stairs.
"Me? A Death Eater! I'm insulted! I'm the bloody Dark Heir, not a stupid Death Eater!" Harry hit the back of his head.
"Your still the bad guy!" Aaron jumped clean over the few stairs that led down to the gates.
"Hey, I'm dark, not evil, Dumbledore though, he's a real baddie." Harry scoffed.
"He's the leader of the light!" Aaron nearly tripped again at that as he sprinted through the gates and approached the end of the anti-apparation wards.
"He's a nutcase!" Harry shoved his knees into both of Aaron's sides, drawing another wheeze. "Will you stop that!"
"He's only doing whats best to win against Voldemort!" Aaron finally exited the wards then skidded to a stop, throwing Harry off his back and glaring as the teen stumbling to his feet.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you that the path to hell was paved with good intentions? Honestly Harry are so dense! If Albus freaking Dumbledore was so pure and good, why would he force you to stay with abusive relatives? Another thing, they aren't even really your relatives! I'm your brother Harry!" Harry glared.
"You said it yourself, your the Dark Heir, your evil!" Aaron yanked at his hair and sputtered.
"I am the Dark Heir, and guess what? So are you! We're both Dark Heirs! We're both the sons of Tom and Lilith Riddle!" Harry froze, eyes widened as he stared at his brother.
"N-no, thats a lie! My mothers name was Lilly Evans! My father was James Potter!" Aaron threw his hands into the air.
"Lilly, Lilith, they were the same person! And James Potter was bewitched! It was all a cover to protect us and mother from Dumbledore!"
"Voldemort killed our mother!"
"Dumbledore killed our mother!" Aaron roared. Harry stopped and stared. "The old man found out the truth! He came after mother! He killed Potter when he protected her, then he killed mother! He tried to kill you as well Harry! But our Father, our real Father arrived and took the Killing Curse in your stead! He died to protect you!" Harry was shaking.
"B-but my scar, the prophecy!" Aaron stared at him, all the anger gone from his system.
"The scar was a piece of the Killing Curse that slipped by father, it was his and mothers combined sacrifice that protected you from it and bound a piece of his soul to you." Harry shook his head in denial, stumbling back several steps.
"N-no, none of it, none if it's true." Aaron sighed sadly.
"It is Harry." Harry laughed, only it held no humor.
"So what, next thing your going to tell is my name isn't even my name!" Aaron blinked and shuffled his foot.
"Actually..." Harry stared at him.
"Your bloody shitting me." Aaron smirked.
"I shit you not, little brother. Your real name is Ridon Riddle."
Harry couldn't take anymore, he fainted. Aaron stared at his prone form incredulously. "Holy shit, you whimp." He muttered as he knelt next to the unconscious teen. He jumped when a spell flew over his head and turned to see Dumbledore and half the faculty rapidly approaching. "Ok time to get the hell outta dodge." With that he picked Harry up into his arms and with a smug smirk in the headmasters direction Apparated to Riddle Manor.
A/N DONE! Sorry for the late update people, but I've been busy on a nother fic. That ones long as hell, I'm not going to post it until it's finished though.
It's a Harry Potter Final Fantasy VII crossover, the pairing is CloudxHarry. Here's a sneak peek for ya!
COMING SOON: Anything More
Three days later found Harry in his apartment with Sirius. He was in the middle of preparing the man a decent lunch while the other male flicked through the days paper. "So, what were doing in Junon?" Sirius looked up from the paper while Harry buttered some bread.
"Oh, I actually woke up in Icicle Town, bloody cold there that was for sure. Got a job at the local Inn, room cleaning and all that, I cheated by using my wand but hey no one noticed." Harry rolled his eyes. "After I saved up enough I decided to go to Costa Del Sol for some sun, stayed there for about six months before moving onto the Gold Saucer, had a helluva time there too!" Harry smiled as he sliced pieces of tomato. "Invested on a few Chocobo Races, got myself some nice Gil at that, even had a spin at the Arena there, my Auror training paid off for that, didn't get very far though, but enough to win some more gil." Harry tore up some lettuce. "From there I went to that mountain Village...er...Nibelheim or something, but there's some dark stuff radiating from that place, dark stuf, so I only spent a few days...after that I went to a small village called...er..Mongana? Donmanga...Gongata-"
"Gongaga." Harry supplied as he sliced up salami.
"That's the one! Nice locals there I tell you, helped with a few monsters giving the people some trouble, spent a few weeks there, but it got boring after a while...so then I went to Junon, unfortunately on my way there I was attacked by some monsters, blasted things I tell you! Killed a few of them, but it was a whole hoard of them, one of the bastards got my wand and snapped it in its mouth." Harry slapped on some mayonnaise. Sirius turned a page in the paper. "Got away after that, used the last of my money to catch a ferry to Junon. Tried to get some work there but, no one would hire a dirty and penniless bum." Harry cut the large sandwich in half. "So I stuck around as Padfoot, nicking food from unsuspecting tourists." he snickered. "Though, those damn kids." he muttered as he rubbed his nearly healed eye. "Kept coming after me, little bastards thought it was fun to beat on a stray." Harry placed the large sandwich in ront of the scowling man, though the scowl instantly lifted at the sight of the good food. Harry sat himself in the love-seat in front of Sirius.
"Well, sounds like you've had fun eh?" Sirius grinned around a mouthful of bread and swallowed.
"Yup, had a ball in most places, Junon was just a bit of bad luck, I was planning on catching a ferry back to Costa Del Sol, but then you showed up and rescued me!" Harry chuckled and picked up his sketch book, flipping to a half completed sketch of a smiling Cloud. He blushed at the thought of the blonde ever finding his sketch pad, the other male came over enough, and he had a few sketched of the man... Sirius finished his sandwich and leaned back, arms folded under his arm pits as he eyed Harry sketching away, eyed glued to the paper as he worked the pencil over it's surface. "So..." He started with a smirk. "What's the deal with you and Cloud?" The lead of Harry's pencil snapped against the paper as he looked up.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Sirius suppressed his cheeky grin and adopted a serious look.
"I mean, what's going on between you two? You seem awfully close." He watched in amusement as Harry's face went several shades of red.
"There's nothing going on between us!" he said. Sirius' eyes laughed at him.
"Me is thinking he denies too much." He thought, inwardly rubbing his hands together. Harry looked down at his pencil, glaring at the broken tip and the dark dot on the paper. He spelled the tip sharp again and flicked the broken piece off, using an eraser to rub out the dark spot. "Oh really? Are you sure?" The tip snapped again.
"Y-yes I'm sure!" He spluttered. Sirius narrowed his eyes on him with a 'your not fooling me' look. Harry blushed as he spelled his pencil sharp again. "We're just friends." he said as he again rubbed out another dark spot. Sirius hummed, then stood. Harry yelped as his sketch pad was suddenly snatched out of his fingers and Sirius danced back to flip through it.
Sirius tutted as he flipped through the pad, admiring the occasional drawing of him, Moony, a stag, a wolf with a line from it's eye, a lily and quite a few pictures of the blonde man in question. He paused an a particularly good sketch of the blonde sat next to a large Nundu, who had it's tail wrapped around the blondes waist. He grinned and waved it in Harry's face. "Just friends eh?" Harry eyed the picture and sputtered.
"It's a drawing! Big whoop!" Sirius yanked it back when the ravenette tried to snatch it from his hand. Sirius tutted again.
"De'nial isn't just a river in Egypt Prongslett." Harry huffed and folded his arms.
"It's nothing alright, now give me the damn pad." Sirius relented and let the flustered wizard snatch it back and watched as he sat back down and stuffed it safely under his leg. "He's been a good friend, he helped me find you, gave me a job when I needed something to occupy myself with..." Sirius sighed and sat back on the sofa, elbows on his knees as he eyed Harry, and with an expressed befitting of his name asked;
"You like him don't you?" Harry snorted.
"'Course I do, he's my friend." Sirius cocked a brow.
"You know what I mean." Harry pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them.
"...Maybe." he mumbled into his jeans. Sirius nodded and leaned back in the sofa.
"Thought so, it's quite obvious actually." Harry groaned.
"Argh it's not is it?" Sirius popped his lips.
"Yup, you turn as red as a school girl whenever you get too close to him." Harry buried his face in his knees.
"Oh Merlin I'm doomed, I just bet Tifa knows, she's always winking at me and giving me looks." Sirius snorted.
"'Course she knows, she's a woman, women know everything, they've got noses for this stuff that'd put a blood hound to shame." Harry gave a suffering sigh.
"Yep, I'm doomed. Cloud'll probably chase me with Tsuragi if he found out." Sirius snorted.
"I doubt it." Harry blinked.
"Why?" Sirius folded his arms behind his head and smiled.
"Cuz he's got it as bad as you do boyo." "Oh, no reason." he said out loud. Harry sighed and picked up his sketch pad, glanced at it, then tossed it onto the coffee table.
Sirius smiled and went back to reading the paper.
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