A.N: Hey guys, I am back in black. its been too long, i am glad to be back. sorry for such a late update. first i was simply busy thn i lost the will to write. i will try to update again as soon as possible.
no shoutouts this time, just a general thank you for reviewing and liking my story. and really sorry for my tardiness.
DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS MENTIONED.
SUMMARY: What if in a twist of fate, Harry is raised by Sirius Black as his own son and grew up in the magic world. How his life would be changed living upto the reputation of THE BOY WHO LIVED as well as the heir to the house of black and out of dumbledore's manipulation and in the nobility and staunch believers of Dark Arts, see what paths Harry chooses. WARNING AU, Good Malfoys, Neutral harry and a hell of a playboy.
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"We have to hurry" came from a frantic potion's professor, as Corvus felt his body floating. He tried to open his eyes but was unable to because of the exhaustion.
"I have alerted Poppy, let's just hurry up and go to her." was the only thing Corvus heard before he again lost consciousness.
"Lay him on the bed, I will run the tests on him" ordered Pompfrey as Corvus felt soft covers underneath him.
"Professor Snape, I would need 5 doses of skele-grow and 2 doses of artero healer as soon as possible." commanded Pomfrey after few seconds.
"I will make them right away" said the potion's professor quickly. Corvus saw his head of house leave hurriedly from slightly open left eye and again lost his consciousness.
Corvus was snapped back to reality as loud voices hit his ears. He tried to move to look at the source of the voice but found out that he wasn't able to move a single finger on him.
"How can I stay CALM, when my son was nearly murdered by a supposedly DEAD dark lord in the SAFEST location in magical Britain" Corvus recognized the voice as his father's. He managed to open his eyes slightly to see his Father and his Grandfather looking visibly angry arguing with the headmaster.
"Sirius, you have to understand… I couldn't have foreseen Voldemort possessing a faculty." Dumbledore said pleadingly.
"So you are saying, that you won't be able to protect my son in the future if such a situation arises. THIS was YOUR responsibility to protect every student. I don't think Corvus will be safe here anymore. I am sure Karkaroff or Maxime would be willing to take my son in." said Sirius with a dangerous edge in his voice which clearly meant that one wrong word, and Dumbledore would be hexed into oblivion.
Corvus wanted to protest, and so he tried to voice his opinion, but nothing more than a quite groan came out. It also took out the remaining energy of his already weakened body and so again he fainted.
As the first rays of sunshine hit his head through the windowsill, Corvus groggily opened his eyes and first saw the white ceiling of the infirmary. His throat was dry and so he tried to get up and sudden pain shot up in his chest, hand and his head. A quite groan escaped his lips as he trembled in the excruciating pain.
This was followed by a gasp on his left side, he turned his head to see a relieved, happy yet surprised Sirius. A grin crept on Sirius' face as he saw his son back in the realm of conscious. He immediately called for Pomfrey.
Corvus also smiled tiredly as he saw his father. Sirius looked like a mess. Corvus noted a week's facial hair and huge dark bags under his father's eyes. It appeared that his father didn't had proper sleep for few days and was beside him the whole time.
"Hey Dad" said Corvus in a small weakened voice and started coughing pointing to the water jug on the table beside the bed. Sirius immediately poured some water in a glass and gave it to his son. He then just ruffled Corvus' hair and said in a loving voice "take it easy kiddo… everything is alright now."
Pomfrey suddenly appeared near the father-son with some vials in her hand and ushered Sirius to move aside and started her diagnosis with her wand. Then she took 3 vials and gave it to Corvus and said "Mr. Black you are just as reckless as your father" while giving a pointing look to Sirius.
Sirius just grinned sheepishly at the Hogwarts' healer and gave an apologetic look. In his school days, Sirius always ended up staying in infirmary after a reckless prank or a Quidditch game. Pomfrey just sighed and turned towards the younger Black and said "These are some nutrition and rapid cell division potions which will help you to heal faster, take them after every meal and you would be out of here in 2 weeks."
"What?" exclaimed Corvus as the information sunk in his head. He was immediately met with an angry look of Pomfrey. She looked between Sirius and Corvus and stood up sighing and mumbled "Just like your Father!" and with that left the infirmary.
"Dad! What happened to the stone and Voldemort? Is everyone okay?" asked Corvus suddenly as the memory entered his mind. Sirius pursed his lips and said "About that, You my son are in a big trouble. How dare you go and face Lord Snakeface all alone? What if something happened to you? You are so grounded! And by that I mean literally grounded, no flying for you in your holidays." with a frown on his face.
"Its not fair!"
"Don't tell me what is fair and what is not."
"But Dad, if I didn't do that then Voldemort would have gotten the stone."
"He is right Sirius" a new voice interrupted the father son duo as they turned to face the headmaster. The frown on Sirius' face immediately turned into a sneer as he saw the old man approaching them.
"If it wasn't for Mr. Black here, we would all be facing a new and stronger version of the Dark Lord." said Dumbledore wisely.
"Don't you dare say anything, because of you my son was exposed to Crutiatus for whole bloody 3 minutes and is now lying on the hospital bed in a pretty bad shape." exclaimed Sirius as he no longer could control his anger.
"I agree that, I failed in terms of security, I should have kept a closer look on the staff members as well. And for that I apologise." said Dumbledore
"Wow! The great Albus Dumbledore apologised, now it's supposed to make up for everything, isn't it? Listen here Albus, maybe you think that apology is more than enough, but not me. A lame excuse at apologising isn't going to make it up for what my son has been through." said Sirius as he was getting irritated by the minute.
"Come on Dad! Nothing happened to me. Think on the positive side, Lord Snakeface is gone again." pleaded Corvus, not for Dumbledore but for himself as he didn't want to go to Durmstrang at any cost.
"He wasn't supposed to be here on the first place!" exclaimed Sirius as he rose up. Dumbledore bowed his head slightly. Sirius looked towards him and then to his son's pleading eyes and took a deep breath and said in a low voice "Okay! One last chance Dumbledore, If this happens again Corvus will be out of here."
The twinkle in the old man's eyes returned as he heard those words. He looked visibly relieved as he said "I promise my boy, this won't happen again." Dumbledore then turned towards Corvus and said "Mr. Black, you have done a great service to school and the wizarding world and for that I award you 150 points for it." Sirius scoffed and was ignored by the other occupants. Corvus then replied in a cheerful voice "Thank you Headmaster!"
Corvus' expression then turned gloomy as he remembered the events from the third floor corridor. "Headmaster, what happened to the stone?" Corvus asked in a worried voice.
"Well my boy, it has been taken care off. It is destroyed, as me and my friend Nicholas decided that the world will be better off without such object. Of course he brewed enough of the elixir to last him a few lifetimes." said Dumbledore in a sage like voice.
Corvus nodded his head in understanding as another question popped in his mind. "Headmaster, in the last room, How was I able to extract the stone from the mirror but Voldemort couldn't?"
"Ah!" exclaimed Dumbledore as his eyes twinkled more brightly and in a sage like voice he continued "a person who wanted to find the stone, find it, and not use it would be able to get it." With a far away look in his eyes. Corvus frowned for a moment and muttered a quite thank you.
"Just look at the time! I am sorry my boy, I have some business with the ministry. Get well soon, and resume your classes" with that Dumbledore left whistling a random tune and giving Sirius a nod.
"He just keeps getting more senile by the day." Muttered Sirius and was awarded a light chuckle from his son. "Okay Cory, I have to go now. Take care of yourself and please avoid anything idiotic like this, you nearly gave your grandmother a heart attack." Said Sirius as he kissed Corvus' forehead and ruffled his hair before leaving.
Corvus sighed, as he was once again alone in the infirmary. 'I really hate this place' thought Corvus as he peered outside the window behind his bed. It was dark already, meaning that the visiting hours were over. He turned to see a house elf, holding a tray of food, he took the tray and began eating. After finishing his meal, he just stared at the ceiling thinking about nothing in particular till he fell asleep.
Next day he was greeted by his friends, Draco had bought Sythia with him. The snake quickly slithered towards Corvus as soon as it saw him sitting on the bed. It climbed the bed and coiled itself around Corvus in a protective manner. A small smile escaped Corvus' lips as he saw his familiar and rest of his friends. His hand automatically went to pet the large snake's head.
"How are you feeling?" asked Draco as he approached the hospital bed.
"Much better, I do have slight pain in my ribs, other than that I am good to go." replied Corvus. As soon as those words escaped his mouth, he was bombarded with a series of question from everyone. He just sweat dropped at their antics, and started answering each of the questions asked. With every answer, their eyes went wider.
"Holy Shit!" exclaimed Blaise, to which he got disapproving looks but none spoke anything as they all were thinking on the same lines. Their meeting was cut short, as Pomfrey came with few vials with different colored liquids in it, and they reluctantly went back to their classes.
Soon the details were spread around the castle and more and more people started coming to visit Corvus. He received many chocolates and get well soon cards from nearly the whole populace of the school.
After the classes Draco would come to the infirmary to relay all the happening of the day to Corvus, from studies to rumors. The only thing that upset Corvus was the defeat of Slytherin against the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. The group matches were over, and Slytherin was in third position in the standings.
Corvus was finally out of the infirmary after two weeks but wasn't allowed on the broom for another week, much to his and his house's dismay. The following day was the first eliminator played between Slytherin and Ravenclaw.
"It looks different from here" commented Corvus as he took his seat near Draco in the Slytherin stand. Draco just gave a small smile in return. Corvus watched as the match proceeded, Slytherin had to win or they would be eliminated from the tournament. Ravenclaw was average at best but somehow managed to win 2 matches.
Everyone cheered as Roger passed the quaffle to Marcus and he drove the ball in the right hoop with just a small flick of his wrist. Slytherin was ahead by 40 points when Higgs saw the snitch and flew straight to their keeper. In a flash it was over, Slytherin had eliminated Ravenclaw from the tournament in a rather anticlimactic end.
Corvus cheered loudly as he saw his teammates laughing with pure joy and hugging each other. A pang of jealousy shot in his gut as he saw everyone the much needed win. He shook his head and ruthlessly squashed these thoughts. He was going to play the next game anyways.
That day at dinner when he entered the great hall, he was met with silence. Apparently the events of 'that' were a well-kept secret. Nobody except the teachers and close friends of Corvus knew exactly what happened.
He quickly walked up to his seat near Draco, aware of all the eyes on him. "Why is everyone staring at me like that?" asked Corvus as he took the seat.
"Apparently you fell from the stairs and was admitted to the hospital for 2 weeks" replied Draco with disdain clearly in his voice.
"WHAT!" exclaimed Corvus. "Why would someone think that?"
"Dumbledore told the whole school that you slipped and fell down and also advised others to stay safe and mind the steps." said Blaise from other side of the table, with a sneer plastered on his face.
'That senile fool' was the only thought in Corvus' mind. He particularly didn't care about his heroics, but Voldemort's resurfacing should not have been kept a secret. If he had come back after so many years, what was the guarantee that he wont come back again, and by chance if he comes back again, everyone needs to be prepared for it.
"I am so worried about the exams. There is so much to study in such a short amount of time." said Blaise as he took another sip from his pumpkin juice. That brought Corvus from his stupor. He had missed many classes, and wasn't able to study. The exams would start in 15 days and he had to study a lot, with quidditch practice going on as well.
Next day, Gryffindor had defeated Hufflepuff with a margin of 80 points, that meant Gryffindor would be playing Slytherin on the last Sunday of the term, that would be after 3 weeks for the quidditch cup. With the massive leap in points because of the incident on the third floor corridor, Slytherin was sure to win the house cup, but they would need a win from their arch nemesis to conquer the year's quidditch cup.
The next week flew very quickly, as Corvus had to complete 3 weeks' worth of homework and study for the exams as well. Flint had also upped the practice regime, where the Slytherin team would only stop, when they were not able to move anymore.
The end of the term exams were going to start the next week as well, and all the students would be seen studying everywhere. The library was quite crowded as everyone needed to use some reference to ace the exams. Corvus' whole days revolved around studying and quidditch only. Corvus got his exam schedule from Snape and accordingly made a time table. First was Transfugaration and the last was potions. He blessed the gods for that. With potions being the last, he could focus on his quidditch as well.
For next 2 weeks Corvus worked very hard and gave all his exams as best he could. He was sure he would atleast get 3 outstandings. Finally with the exams over, he finally felt free as a massive burden was lifted from his shoulders. Now the only thing on his mind was the final match between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
With all the excitement going in his head, Corvus slept late in night and as a result woke up late, he checked the time and immediately rushed to the bathroom, he changed quickly, picked his broom and rushed towards the quidditch field. As he got near the field he could hear the voice of the people in the stands, apparently the whole school was there to witness the match.
He quickly entered the Slytherin dressing room, and saw an irate flint staring back at him. Corvus swear not even Voldemort was that scary. After a 10 minute tongue lashing finally Corvus was saved by Lucian bole.
"Now look here you dunderheads. I don't give a damn, if you are ill, tired or any of the pathetic excuses you give me. I want that trophy and I will get it. Give your 200% out there and just win this damn thing or else…" ended flint as he picked his broom and started moving out. The whole team behind him gulped, and quickly followed their captain.
As Corvus flew after his captain on the field, he was exposed to the sudden noise out there in the stadium. But the feel of wind back of his head made everything disappear as he closed his eyes to enjoy the moment.
As Madam Hooch blew the whistle, Corvus immediately lunged after the quaffle and chucked it on the right towards Flint but was intercepted by spinet who rushed back towards the Slytherin hoops by dodging two bludger. She finally took a shot but the quaffle landed in the safe hand of Bole. He passed it to flint who moved at insane speeds and dodged a bludger and bell as he passed the quaffle to the far left side in the hands of Davis who immediately passed to Corvus who chucked it in the left hoop by the rear end of his broom.
And so it started, with the first goal, there was an sudden boost in every Slytherin players' confidence. They suddenly raised the tempo of the game making it difficult for the Gryffindors to keep up. The rigorous training had helped. Even Higgs was helping the chasers to score, with intercepting the quaffle passes and actually scoring 20 points. Gryffindor couldn't understand how to fight against the fourth chaser.
This meant the only way they could win was to catch the snitch before Slytherin reached 160 points lead. Corvus was flying with top speed towards the Gryffindor hoops to score yet another goal, but suddenly stopped when he heard lee commenting something about Gryffindor seeker going into dive. Corvus looked in horror at the score board as he saw that Slytherin were only leading with only 150 points, he again turned to see that snitch was just a moment or two away from being caught, so he just prayed and threw the quaffle with full force towards the hoops.
"Dodging an incoming bludger, Cagedman lunges forward and grabs the snitch, unbelievable show from the Gryffindor seeker, this means the match is ti- wait a minute, Madam hooch just informed me that Black had scored another goal just before the snitch was caught, Slytherin wins by 170-160" commented Jordan in a very pathetic voice.
Every Gryffindor had horror plastered on their face as they realized that they were defeated. It took a moment for the information to settle and when it did all hell broke lose. Nobody had seen the perfectly groomed pureblood-ish Slytherins to act like...normal kids. Everybody was shouting, dancing, hugging each other.
On the pitch Corvus couldn't believe what had happened, the whole team started congratulating on the awesome last second goal. 'Lady luck sure is generous today' mused Corvus over the thought. Later he understood what had happened, Wood was so engrossed looking at his seeker that he forgot that he was a keeper. And that's how Corvus was able to score one of the best goals people had ever seen and only he knew it was a bloody fluke.
Corvus then proceeded to take a shower and then went to the great hall to join his friends for the end of the term feast. After being seated for 15 minutes Dumbledore came forward, and the hall went silent. "Another year gone!" Dumbledore said cheerfully. "And I must trouble you with an old man's wheezing waffle before we sink our teeth into our delicious feast. What a year it has been! Hopefully you heads are all a little fuller than they were...you have the whole summer ahead of get them nice and empty before next year starts...
Now, as I understand it, the House Cup here needs awarding, and the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor, with three hundred and twelve points; in third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two; Ravenclaw has four hundred and twenty-six and Slytherin, five hundred and sixty-two."
Snape was relieved was an understatement, the dunderheads in his house had already lost their cool once the match was over, he mentally thanked the god above as this time the house only stood up and clapped politely and congratulating each other.
"Moving on, before awarding the Quidditch cup, I would like to call Mr. Oliver Wood, Mr. Cedric Diggory and Mr. Corvus Black forward." Everybody looked around in confusion as the three boys got up and came towards the headmaster from their respective table.
"This year, not only the patter of the quidditch tournament was changed but also 3 awards were introduced. First, The Golden Hoop award, given to the best keeper is being awarded to Mr. Wood, Second The Golden Snitch Award, given to the best seeker, is awarded to Mr. Diggory and last but not the least The golden Broom Award given to the highest goal scoring chaser, is awarded to Mr. Black."
There was a thunderous applause from all around the great hall, even the Ravenclaw joined in despite none of their player was standing in front. The 3 players then went back to their seats.
"Now, finally after a great display this morning, its time to award the Quidditch cup to its rightful achievers -Slytherin." their was yet another cheer across the greed clad table. Snape simply smirked in McGonagall's direction as he won the cup for the seventh time in a row. "Now let the feast begin." clapped dumbledoor and a variety of food appeared on the table.
After the feast, everybody went back to their dormitory to take their luggage and then proceeded to get to the station. Corvus and Draco after a long search, finally found an empty compartment, where in they were joined by Daphne, Tracy and Blaise.
As the train started, Draco turned towards Corvus who had a pensive loo on his face as he looked outside the window. Draco put his hand on Corvus' shoulder in a comforting manner and only got a reassuring smile in return.
To be continued...