Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter nor do I own Kyou Kara Maoh / God save our king. They belong to their respective authors and copyright owners. I am merely borrowing them for awhile to get rid of the plot that is currently occupying my brain.
Summary: Harry gets sucked into a portal to another world. He finds out that he is a demon king in this different world. Harry has always been a hero. Can he really become a demon king? KKM/HP crossover. Yuri Harry doesn't exist.
Warning: Slash Pairing confirmed. Harry/Wolfram.
Author's Note: Yes I always have to write an A/N. It gets me going on every new chapter. I REALLY should be studying right now but I love the reviews. *Points to the reviewers* Mom, It's their fault that I can't study not mine. They're getting my creative juices flowing, so eh – What midterm?
Chapter 10 – Secrets Revealed!
"Are you absolutely sure, Headmaster?"
"Please, call me Albus, James. It has been five years since you graduated. And yes there is no doubt, James. The prophesy points to either young Harry or the Longbottom's son Neville. I am however more inclined to believe that Voldemort will come after you first, considering your heritage."
"My heritage?!" came the choked out answer.
"The Potter family is the last known heir of Godric Gryffindor. It makes sense that the last heir of Slytherin will want to wipe out your line. He has already eliminated the rest of the founder's heirs."
"Oh, so that's what you meant."
"James, my child, is there something you would like to tell me?"
"No! I mean, nothing comes to mind."
"Very well then, I will show Lily how to cast the fidelius charm. Professor Flitwick still raves about your wife's skills in charms. However, I could cast it myself-"
"No, Head- eh – Albus, I cannot put you at any more risk than you already are. If Voldemort finds out that you are our secret keeper, he will attack Hogwarts to get to you. You are our hope Albus; I cannot jeopardize your safety. Besides, I trust Sirius with my life. With him as secret keeper, we should be safe. He would rather die than betray us, even unwillingly, to Voldemort."
***
Harry woke up with a start. His dreams had begun to get more bizarre by the day by day. He didn't mind the one's with his parents and Sirius but seriously, heir of Godric Gryffindor? He must be starting to buy into all the hype around his name. It sounded like a bad story written by Rita Skeeter in the Daily Prophet.
It got him thinking though. Why didn't his parents use Dumbledore as the secret keeper? It made a heck of a lot more sense than using a half-squib like Wormtail.
'I've got to remember to ask Dumbledore', thought Harry as he reached for his glasses, before remembering that he didn't need them anymore and why. He felt a little stupid for forgetting where he was. Sometimes he was certain this world was nothing but a dream but as the days went by, the chances of returning to his own world seemed slimmer.
Harry got off the bed feeling like maybe he had slept for longer than he thought. On the bright side, he hadn't felt so good in a long while. Well except for his scar. For some reason it continued to hurt. It bothered him even though he knew for sure that Voldemort was dead. After all, Dumbledore himself had said so.
After washing up, Harry was surprised to see Günter and Conrad waiting for him with breakfast. Suddenly, Harry realized that he was starving; his stomach decided to make itself known with a loud gurgle. Harry blushed and looked over at Conrad who was smiling widely at him. Günter on the other hand had decided that he was neglecting his duties and immediately insisted on stuffing Harry's face with everything on the tray.
"Günter, I may be hungry but there is no way I can eat all that by myself. I don't think Dudley could eat all that by himself and that's saying something."
"Dudley? Your highness, is he a pet animal or something?" asked Günter, which caused Harry to choke on his food. Conrad poured him a glass of water and helped him drink it while Günter looked guilty for being the cause of His Majesty's discomfort, even though he had no idea why.
"No, Dudley is my cousin. Though he does resemble a pig quite closely, Hagrid even gave him a tail once."
"Who is Hagrid, Your Highness?" asked Günter.
Harry began to get a little nervous about answering Günter's questions. He didn't know how to begin to tell these people about his life back on Earth. He really didn't know where to start and whether he should tell them everything about the wizarding world or not.
"Hagrid is this huge guy who was my very first friend." Harry had decided earlier to avoid the subject as much as he could until he had a chance to find out how much Conrad knew about his world. But then he realized that Conrad didn't know much except for the fact that his father had demon blood. He didn't even know what a muggle was. It was probably best he got it over with.
"I think it's time I told you about my life back on earth, Günter. But I want to have Wolfram and Gwendal present as well. I am not willing to go over this more than once."
"Are you sure, Harry?" asked Conrad worriedly. "You don't have to tell us anything you don't want to."
"Oh but Conrart, I would love to hear about His Majesty's life on Earth. Oh he must have been such a cute baby! Oh so adorable! I can imagine him trying to walk, and talk! What was your first word? Who-"
Günter was cut off when the door opened to reveal Wolfram. Wolfram glared at Günter when he noticed him feeding Harry. His glare softened to a smile when he caught Harry's eyes on him.
"Where were you?!" blurted out Harry, before he began to blush. He had meant to ask Conrad about Wolfram's whereabouts but had been sidetracked. Harry still wasn't sure if Wolfram had really soothed him after his nightmare or if that was just a dream.
His question was answered when Wolfram replied, "I left to get a bit of sleep after I made sure you weren't going to have any more bad dreams. I just woke up a little while ago, since someone," he glared at Günter, "decided to cancel my wakeup call. I would have been here sooner if not for that."
"I couldn't have you falling asleep at the breakfast table, Wolfram. Besides, you really shouldn't see His Highness without a proper appointment. You maybe his fiancé but that does not give you the right to take liberties with His Highness. You didn't even bother to knock before entering His Royal Chambers," Harry wanted to point out that neither did they but wisely kept his mouth shut until, "And you shouldn't have been alone with him last night-"
Harry decided at that point that he didn't like having Wolfram berated by anyone and cut Günter off before they both got into a fight; there were too many kitchen utensils within reach of both parties and it was too easy to get into a duel in this world.
"I am glad he was there," said Harry, pretending that he had not just cut off Günter's diatribe. "My nightmares are usually much more painful if I am not woken up from them and I am never able to go back to sleep after. Wolfram somehow woke me up and had me go back to sleep without even realizing it. I even had a pleasant dream about my parents."
Harry saw Wolfram's face flush. He wasn't sure if he had just embarrassed the man or if it was still flushed from anger at Günter's lecture. Conrad gave him a soft smile and Günter's eyes lit up at the mention of his parents. Harry was not looking forward to crushing the poor man's fantasies about his life on Earth.
"Wolfram, do –eh Demon King's ever have like formal meeting to discuss things?" asked Harry, not quite sure how to phrase his question.
"Of course they do, Harry. Is there something you wish to discuss?" replied Wolfram.
"Actually I do. I need to tell you guys about my world and I only want to do it once. I was hoping you could get everyone here and Gwendal together sometime this afternoon."
"Just us, Your Majesty or would you like all the Ten Noble families to attend as well?" asked Günter.
"The Ten who?"
"The Demon Kingdom is governed by Ten Noble families, who are in turn ruled by the Great Demon King and watched over by the Great One. Von Bielefeld family is head by Wolfram's Uncle with him as heir, the Von Voltaire family is head by Gwendal, and the Von Christ (Kleist) family is head by me, your humble servant. There are seven other noble families who each govern a section of the demon kingdom. Each Noble family has Von in their name to indicate their nobility. You have already met Lady Celi's brother, the Lord Von Spitzberg, head of the Von Spitzberg family. The remaining Noble families are the Von Wincott family, the Von Karbelnikoff, the Von Rochefort, the Von Gyllenhaal, Von Radford and the Von Grantz family."
"Wait, you said Von Grantz! Isn't he the guy creating all the trouble with the border villages? The one who I met when I first came to this world?" asked Harry, confused.
"That is correct, Your Highness. He was indeed the Lord of the Von Grantz family, until he chose to renounce his demon blood. For now the Von Grantz family is being managed by the Von Wincott family until an heir can be determined."
"You know, I never knew you all were nobility. I don't think I ever met nobility before. Wait! What family is Conrad affiliated with? I heard one of you call him Lord Weller," asked Harry, trying to put all the pieces into place. It was a lot of information for one sitting, but it was much more interesting than a History lesson with Binns.
"I am not a part of the Ten Noble families. My father was a human as I told you before, but he was an Earl from the Human Lands. I get my Lordship from him, though I have not claimed that right. I prefer to live in the Demon Kingdom," answered Conrad evenly. Harry had a feeling that there was more to this story than was being told, but decided that he had pried enough.
"I guess there is much I need to learn about the Demon Kingdom," remarked Harry before continuing, "Well getting back to my question. I only want you guys to meet me. I would rather keep what I am going to discuss a secret. I do not want to involve people I do not know in this."
"Of course, Your Highness. It will be as you wish. And we will begin your formal education as soon as the coronation is completed."
"Coronation?" asked Harry, dumbfounded.
"Of course, Your Majesty! We must have a coronation. It will be your formal introduction to the Demon Kingdom. All the nobles will be present as you take your vows and get the blessing of the Great One!" gushed Günter, his eyes glittering as he imagined the blessed event.
"You make it sound like a wedding, Günter," joked Conrad, before addressing Harry. "Even though you were chosen as the next Demon King, until the coronation your position may be challenged. It is true that none of the nobles would decide to go against the Great One's chosen, all of possible heirs are in danger until your formal Coronation. Then you may take up the mantle of your responsibilities."
"What do you mean they are in danger?" asked Harry, alarmed. "Does this have anything to do with the attacks?"
Wolfram, Conrad and Günter shared looks, before Conrad answered. "It is possible that they are related. There have been several attacks on Wolfram for the past few years. We have dealt with it for the most part but we do not wish to delay in this matter. In a few days, when you turn fifteen, we will hold the coronation."
"Why wait then. If everyone is in danger, why don't we hold the coronation now?" asked Harry. He wasn't particularly looking forward to some fancy event, indeed flashbacks of a rotten Yule Ball kept entering his mind, but he didn't like the idea that Wolfram might be in danger if they didn't get this event out of the way.
"Your Highness! Your noble spirit shines through with every word," exclaimed Günter, reaching for Harry before Wolfram caught his hands and stopped him. Harry gave Wolfram a grateful smile. Günter continued on in a more sedate manner, at least for him, "Unfortunately, just like your engagement, your coronation cannot be done until you reach the age of fifteen. Oh there is so much I must teach you of the ways of the Demon world. How much you have missed living on-"
"Günter, you are getting off topic again," admonished Wolfram.
"Oh right! I apologize profusely for wasting your time with my foolish ramblings. As I was saying, for the Demon Kingdom, fifteen is the age of adolescence. Until a child has reached the age of fifteen, they are considered no more than infants. It is the age where most demon children get their growth spurts as well. When you reach the age of seventeen, you will officially be considered an adult and come into your full magical inheritance. Of course, for a Demon King it will be much different. We have never had a Demon King who was half demon before. All half demons since the beginning of the demons have been unable to use magic, that is, until you arrived. This is another reason we know you were chosen by the Great One as that would have been impossible otherwise."
"You said the Great One sent for me right? Why didn't he wait until I turned 15 before bringing me here?"
"We do not know. We were all surprised when you told us your age that day. Since time doesn't run the same in both our worlds, we had no way of knowing how old you were until then," replied Conrad. "He might have wanted you to get to know this world before you were crowned. It was for the best, I am sure. Besides mother really wanted to attend your coronation and she won't be back until your birthday."
Harry had more questions, but he decided to wait until they were all together. He was nervous about telling everyone the truth about his life, but was also relieved that he would have a chance to get everything out into the open.
***
Wolfram could practically see the nervousness coming off his young fiancé as he paced in the Hall of Commerce. Gwendal had insisted on using this room to hold their 'discussion', though Wolfram thought that a more casual environment would have been better to put Harry at ease. After breakfast Günter and Wolfram had left Harry with Conrart, at Harry's request. Wolfram had taken it surprisingly well. He was no longer concerned about Conrart's feelings toward Harry being anything other than that of an older brother or a father. He wasn't sure when that had happened but he accepted their relationship, if only because Harry wanted it.
So many things revolved around the new Demon King. Wolfram could not believe how easily he had crept into the hearts of the residents of Covenant Castle. Even Gwendal had started to warm up to him, no matter how much he may deny it. The servants and the guards were already in love with him. It would have made Wolfram uncomfortable if it weren't for the fact that no one would dare to try anything with someone as high above their station as the Demon King, especially given that he was all but betrothed to Wolfram.
Wolfram worried about Günter's apparent affection for Harry. He wasn't sure whether the affection was platonic or more sinister in nature. Though he had known Günter his whole life, he was sure that he wouldn't not just stand aside and let him have Harry if he truly wanted him, and who but a fool would not want Harry. Wolfram's face softened as he looked at Harry. He was perfect.
Wolfram's thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of his brother Gwendal. Harry stopped mid-pace.
"I'm glad you could make it, Gwendal," said Harry, clearly uneasy. Wolfram had been curious for hours wondering what exactly it was about Harry's old world that was causing him so much stress. When they all sat down, Harry got up and began pacing again.
"Harry," said Conrad, as if to remind him of why he was there.
"Oh yeah. Sorry about that. So I asked you all to come here so I could tell you a little about my home world, Earth," started Harry. Wolfram didn't like him addressing it as his home world since it wasn't, he belonged here. "Anyway, when I first came to this world, I had a little talk with Conrad. On the basis of that I was able to gather two things from that conversation."
***
Harry was so nervous, even though he wasn't sure why. He took in a deep breath and said, "I am not sure where to begin. Of course, as a wise person once told me, the beginning is always the best place to start. Conrad told me that he was present for my birth and that he met my parents and helped name me and left soon after." Harry took another deep breath and continued.
"What he and apparently all of you didn't know is that my parents were murdered not long after that."
Harry saw the shocked expressions on everyone's face except Conrad's. He held up a hand to forestall any questions. "Please don't interrupt me until I finish or I might not be able to."
Harry closed his eyes, lost in memory. "My only memory of them was of their death. I fifteen months old. I was sent to live with my mother's sister and her husband. Not the nicest people. I was five before I realized that my name was Harry not freak or boy. I couldn't understand why I was able to do odd things that seemed like magic, but it only served to make my family hate me more," he took another shuddering breath.
"When I turned eleven, I got a letter from a school, a very special school for people gifted like me. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the finest magical school in all of Britain, possibly the world. Unlike this world, the magical community is hidden in my world. The non-magical humans are known as 'muggles', not 'muddles' as you remember it Conrad." Harry gave a small laugh.
"At first, my uncle tried to destroy the letters, but they just kept coming. He ordered the entire family to pack so we could be somewhere that the letters couldn't reach us. I guess, when the school realized that I wasn't getting my letters, they sent me Hagrid. Hagrid's this lovable half-giant who was the grounds keeper of Hogwarts. He knew my parents when they went to school there. He gave my nasty cousin a pig's tail, when he tried to eat the birthday cake Hagrid had baked for me.
"I was so happy to learn that I wasn't a freak, that I was a wizard. I didn't question anything at first. Until I realized that everyone knew my name. It was then that I found out that my parents hadn't actually died in an accident as I had been told. They had been killed by a very evil wizard known as Voldemort. He had killed them and tried to kill me using a curse known as 'the killing curse'. Only it somehow backfired upon him, leaving him without a body and me with this scar," Harry pulled up his bangs and showed them the lightning bolt scar.
"I was known as the boy-who-lived. At the age of one I had defeated the greatest dark wizard known of recent memory and hailed as the savior of the wizarding world. I was later told by Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, that it was my mother's sacrifice and her love that provided a barrier of protection. Dumbledore, one of the most powerful light wizards alive, didn't believe that Voldemort was dead, and he was right.
"Almost every year I attended Hogwarts, Voldemort tried to get his body back. A month ago, he almost succeeded. He managed to trap me and Cedric, a schoolmate of mine into a graveyard and killed Cedric. He then used my blood to build himself a new body. He was whole again and he called his followers to witness his rebirth. He could have killed me, while I was helplessly tied up. Instead he decided to duel me."
Harry smirked at Wolfram and said, "After dueling him, our duel seemed almost like a joke," before turning his attention back to his dumbfounded audience.
"When I first got my wand, I was told that it's was a brother wand to the one that gave me my scar. Wands are the conduit that wizards use to perform magic in our world, somewhat similar to the esoteric stones used by the humans in this world. The difference is that wizards are able to perform magic without the wands as well, though mostly only the most powerful ones can do any major spells. Anyway, I didn't understand why the fact that our wands were brothers was so important, that is until we dueled. Our magic collided and fused. It caused an effect known as Priori Incantatum. Nobody can explain to me why I saw the spirits of Cedric and my parents except for the fact that they were killed with his wand. Seeing the spirit of my mom and dad broke something loose in me. Somehow, I felt this enormous wave of love for them and it swept through our wand's connection. Next thing I knew, Voldemort was gone. He had been obliterated. Even Dumbledore is certain he is gone for good."
Harry still had a soft smile on his face at the thought of his parents. "The Ministry of Magic was still trying to capture his followers when I left school for summer holidays. I was only back at my Aunt's house for a couple of weeks before I was sucked into this world. So here I am."
***
Conrad sat there in shock. He couldn't believe what he had heard. While he knew that Harry's parents had died, he couldn't believe he hadn't known about the rest. How could he have missed out on the fact that there was a magical community? Why didn't the great one send for the young boy sooner? How could his relatives have treated him so poorly? Harry had tears in his eyes when he had called himself a freak and Conrad could tell that for a time, he had really believed it. Then to move from freak to savior, these people put the burden on an eleven year old child.
He had to admit that they weren't much better, but they didn't believe that as Demon King, he would miraculously save them all. He was needed to guide them with his heart, not to fight.
Oh Harry.
***
Gwendal felt something lumpy form in his throat and his eyes burned slightly. He wasn't sure exactly what it was he was feeling except for maybe a bit of shame. There was no doubt that everything the young Demon King had told them was the truth, Gwendal knew the boy couldn't lie to save his life. The fact that he had misjudged the youth so entirely didn't go unnoticed. He had made a child, and he was no more than an infant, prove himself against a demon almost seven times his age. He had demanded proof of the Demon King's right to the throne, without questioning why the child was hesitant to take up the mantle of responsibility.
And he was in awe. He was awed by the sheer selfless nature of the child, even before hearing about his previous life. He hadn't wanted to admit it to himself, but the child had never thought of himself even once. He was pure. It was fitting that Susannah Julia's soul should be in this child.
He didn't know how to comfort the child who desperately needed love. But he vowed to protect him to his last breath. Maybe he should visit Ulrike and see if she could provide him with access to Earth for a few hours. He would like to visit these relatives of Harry.
***
Günter was crying. He had always imagined that Harry had led a comfortable, normal life with his parents. He had imagined them there for every step of his growing years, recording and rejoicing in his every accomplishment. He had never in his worst nightmare imagined the life that had been described to him.
He couldn't help but feel like he had completely let down his ray of sunshine, also known as the Demon King. His Majesty shouldn't have had to suffer such a miserable life. How dare those relatives treat him like an unwanted member? If he ever got his hands on them they would be made to pay for every tear that his precious child had ever shed.
He couldn't imagine how anyone could meet Harry and not fall in love with him. His purity shone through in every word he spoke, with every act, and from every pore of his being. He would make up for the lost love. Harry had a family with them. He would never return back if Günter had anything to say about it.
***
Wolfram just sat there as Harry told his tale. How could Harry have suffered so much? How could the Great One allow such an atrocity to occur? He couldn't help but feel let down by the Great One. Wasn't he supposed to watch over him? How could he have let this happen? Harry of all people deserved to be loved. How he had managed to remain so innocent, in spite of everything that had happened to him, was beyond his comprehension.
Wolfram wanted to tear apart those relatives of Harry. He wanted to tear apart the wizards who dumped the burden of protection onto the shoulders of a child. He wanted to do something, anything that would make up for the losses that Harry had suffered in his life.
When Harry finished speaking, all Wolfram could do was go over to him and gather him in his arms. He held him tightly and refused to let go. Harry just sat there not saying anything. Wolfram wanted him to cry it out, to wash it out of his system but Harry just sat there, a vague haunted look in his eyes. The only thing that kept Wolfram from panicking was the look of relief that passed through the young boy's eyes, before he relaxed into his arms.
A horrific realization dawned in his mind as Wolfram noticed that Harry didn't really know how to hug him back. Memories of his mother hugging Harry came back to him. Growing up Harry had not been hugged!
The fierce anger was back but he trampled it down as he noticed that it agitated Harry. But he promised himself that they would pay. Those miserable, rotten, good for nothing excuses for human beings would pay for what they had done to his Harry.
Wolfram managed to get a look around the room. Everyone was in varying degrees of shock. Günter was outright crying and both his brothers were pale. He motioned them to leave the room. Gwendal swept out of the room with one last glance at Harry. Conrart took the sobbing Günter with him as he left. Wolfram could tell that he wanted to stay but knew that there was no way he could allow Conrart to touch Harry without exploding in anger. His emotions felt too raw for him to deal with anyone else. And he couldn't make himself let go of Harry.
***
A/N: I want to clarify that in the anime that I saw Conrart's name was mispronounced by Yuuri as Conrad and it seemed to catch on. The reason you see both spelling is because it depends on the point of view of the person. I will be sticking to Conrad after this chapter as it is much easier to type. I had to get this chapter off my chest. Most of you don't want Ron or Hermione to have much of a role so I probably won't bring them in. Also which pairing do you like SB/RL or SB/Gwendal. I do not think Conrad will be paired in this story. What do you think about Snape/Günter pairing with Günter following Snape around (and Snape hating him, at least initially)?
Now I am going to go back to studying. Remember; if you want to adopt this story let me know. Also, if I continue this story the updates are definitely going to be much slower. You have been warned. Please review and give me your suggestions.
On a side note: Anybody who is willing to adopt the story and/or concepts etc is free to do so. We cannot have too many fanfics and there are just not enough stories of this particular crossover. Just please let me know where you are posting them, I would love to read them and I can post the links on my profile for anyone else who wants to read it. If you want to use my chapters to get started please remember to give me credit for them.