Donnie Black and the Philosopher's Stone
Hi Guys! I'm baaccckk. CUE THE LIGHTNING! So anyways, some of you may have noticed I'm not updating my Sherlock story, sorry about that, but I'm having a hard time connecting with that plot and putting my OC Alex in there, so I've had this idea for a while so why not! It center's on another wonderful OC called Donnie Black; I chose Donnie as the name cause…well…black is dark. Donnie Dark-o? Anyone? Anyways I hope you enjoy and please R&R cause they make me happy and feel like sunshine! Okay, so enjoy it!
Chapter 1
Sirius Black breathed heavily as he leaned against the doorframe. James and Lily…oh Merlin. Sirius felt the tears shake from his eyes as he trembled and smashed his fist into the side of the wall in his small London flat.
'I'm going to kill you Peter!' Sirius hissed as he slammed his fist against the wall once more. The sight of the destroyed house in Godric's Hollow was still fresh in his mind: the bodies of two of his closest friends buried in the rubble. As Sirius threw his fist once more, a wail from the far end of his flat froze him. In less than ten paces Sirius burst through the door of his son's room.
'Sorry Cub.' Sirius murmured as he lifted his crying year old son out of the crib and held him tightly, the boy burying his face in the crook of Sirius's neck. Sirius's eyes scanned around the small room as if he expected to see her there, with her answers to everything. But Amy had died also. Only months after their son was born from a Death Eater attack in Diagon Alley. Sirius gripped his son once more as grief flooded him. Everyone would think it was him who betrayed Lily and James.
'No…I'll find Peter. Before they find me I'll find that murdering traitorous rat.' Sirius snapped to himself and his son whimpered again. Sirius knew what he had to do. He could not leave the boy here alone whilst he searched for Peter. He'd take him somewhere safe…then he'd find Peter, make the murdering rat confess to Dumbledore, clear his name and retrieve his son and Harry and get away from the prying eyes.
As he thought through his plan, Sirius grabbed some things his son may need during the – hopefully - brief absent of his father. Once sure the boy was dressed warmly enough, Sirius headed out the flat into the street, his son clutching his jacket with one tiny hand, and in the other the small stuffed black dog, which James used to say, looked just like him.
'Damn…' Sirius hissed as he remembered he'd given Hagrid his bike. He'd have to go public. The ministry wouldn't be searching just yet. He stuck out his right arm and in next to no time a triple-decker bus of the most violent shade of purple appeared with a bang.
'Welcome to the Knight bus. Emergency transport-' A ticket conductor rattled on.
'Yeah yeah I know.' Sirius charged on the bus as the conductor rolled his eyes. He led Sirius to the front bed and asked the man his destination.
'Leaky Cauldron.' Sirius cut off his words once needed as he sat on the brass bed, his son nodding off on his lap. The conductor rolled off a ticket and Sirius scraped the correct money from his pocket.
'Take it away Ern.' With another bang, the Knight bus shot off. Sirius clutched at the bedpost with one hand and his one in the other. Normally he would love this bus, just as much as his son seemed to as the boy laughed and giggled despite the late hour. The bus travelled far and wide for up to half an hour before coming to a sharp halt outside the Leaky Cauldron. The bus shot away from Sirius without a backward glance.
With it being a Saturday night, the bar area of the Leaky Cauldron would still be open. Sirius snuck in under the dull lightning, the sounds of words murmured through closes doors and at the bar were audible. Sirius found a corner table and sat his sleeping son in a chair, careful as to not let anyone notice him in the shadowy corner.
'I'll be back for you soon Cub, I promise you.' The boy was sprawled out on the padded bench at the back of the table, clutching the small stuffed dog. Sirius, for the second time that night, felt the tears welling in his eyes, grief hitting him again like a bad jinx.
'I'll see you around son.' And with that, Sirius Black bade his son one last goodnight before sweeping out of the Leaky Cauldron in search of the traitor Peter Pettigrew.
In the early hours of the morning in the Leaky Cauldron, Tom the keeper trotted over to collect the glasses left on a table in the far corner when he saw the sleeping child. There was no mistaking who he was, as he was what the Muggles said: 'A chip off the old block.' Tom contacted Dumbledore immediately and the elderly wizard arrived. Sirius Black was still on the run somewhere and nobody understood why the man they believed to be the right-hand man of Lord Voldemort would leave his son here, rather than take the boy or kill him.
Dumbledore watched the child who slept soundly on the bench where Tom had found him, tucked under his small arm was the stuffed toy dog, black as the boy's hair and Dumbledore knew that this boy was certainly going to leave an impression in the wizarding world someday.
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'Up! Get up!' The constant rapping at the door to his room woke Donnie with a start. 'We don't want to be late!' The voice called before disappearing from the hall and down the stairs. Donnie rubbed his eyes and crawled out from the cave of his bed sheets. He looked at the small clock on his bedside table and saw it to be July 31st and quarter to nine. Today was the day for the trip to Diagon Alley for his school supplies. At this Donnie gave a huge grin and jumped out of bed and dressed at top speed.
Donnie was rather tall for an eleven year old. His dark hair had a small wave in it and his grey eyes were as steely as a storm. Despite the large meals he was given daily in his home, he held a strong but relative skinny frame. Everyone said he would be a handsome man once grown, but some wizards looked fearful upon seeing his face with recognition or hearing his name which caused his foster-parents to move him along quickly. But Donnie knew why some gave him the fearful looks, after all, who wouldn't look that way at the child of an infamous murdering Death Eater?
'About time.' Christina Madden was a middle-aged woman, the few white hairs in her dark locks caused from fostering numerous wizarding children for twenty years. Donnie was the youngest in the household, before him was his foster brother Ethan who was starting his fifth year and his only foster sister Lucy who was starting her seventh year. There was also Marcus who had joined the reserve squad for the Sheffield Shooters Quidditch team. Christina severed up a helping of bacon and eggs on Donnie's plate that the boy began to guzzle down greedily.
As he ate his breakfast, Donnie re-read his Hogwarts acceptance letter, beaming so much he never noticed Ethan steal a piece of bacon from his plate. One thing was annoying Donnie in the back of his mind…the letter addressed him as Donald Black, rather than the surname of his foster parents who were Madden. Even Ethan and Lucy were Madden (Marcus had kept his original surname by choice) so surely he should be registered as Madden rather than Black? Before the young boy could question it he was moved towards the fireplace with Ethan who was joining him and their foster-mother on their trip. They all grabbed a dash of Floo powder and stated their destination, Ethan being forced to go first so they all knew he wasn't sneaking off to Knockturn Alley again.
With a flash of green flames, Donnie stumbled out of the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron. Ethan sitting at the bar trying to convince Tom the barman to give him some Firewhiskey. Moments later Christina Madden walked through the fireplace and dragged Ethan from the bar by his ear as if he were younger than Donnie.
'Morning Tom.' Christina nodded in a social way towards the barman who smiled and nodded back. The man gave a curt nod to Ethan also and a more vigorous nod towards Donnie. Donnie walked besides Ethan who was trying to avoid the eye of a stuttering man at the bar wearing a turban and had a faint garlic smell around him.
'Damn it's Quirrel.' Ethan hissed as he moved fast and Donnie guessed he hadn't done his summer homework. As they exited the Leaky Cauldron towards Diagon Alley, Donnie saw the Muggle entrance open and a giant of a man walk in besides a black haired boy around Donnie's age. Before he turned into the entrance to the Alley, he saw several of the customers gape at the boy.
'Hurry it up Donald.' Ethan squawked in a good imitation of their foster-mother that Donnie jumped.
'Get lost Ethan.' Donnie pushed his older brother who just laughed and sauntered off upon seeing some school friends. As Ethan wandered away from them, Donnie was stuck with his foster-mother who decided to drag him to Flourish and Blotts for his books first as she needed some recipe books and Ethan needed his fifth year stuff and wouldn't get it himself. Christina gave Donnie his list and the young boy went about looking for the right books. He never noticed the man at the register give him shifty looks or the giant man and the boy from the Leaky Cauldron enter.
'Jellerman's Jinx's: Jinx your friends and enemies.' Donnie selected a book and grinned as he thought about jinxing Ethan and Marcus, not Lucy, as she'd whack him with her broomstick. Donnie saw he didn't have two Galleons and three Sickles so he placed the book back on the shelf and turned around a stack of books intending to find the Beginner's guide to Transfiguration first but he did not see the other boy who was walking around the same corner.
'Ow!' The two literally ran into each other and out of shock stumbled backwards into a large display of books, knocking the mountain over the floor of the bookstore with the loudest crash ever to be heard, the two dark haired boys looking red and sheepish as every eye turned to them.
'What is going on?' The manager cried as he ran up, followed by Christina and the giant from the Leaky Cauldron. The manager's eyes went wide as he looked between the two boys, his eyes shifting so fast they nearly blurred.
'Oh not again, not you two, I'm too old for this…' The manager nearly wept as he wandered off aimlessly. Donnie saw the other boy look at him quizzing and Donnie just shrugged. They had never met before, nor been in the store at the same time together, so what did the manager mean by that?
'Yer alright 'Arry?' The giant man asked the boy with the glasses who nodded sheepishly as he stood up and offered a hand out to Donnie.
'Thanks.' Donnie grinned and took the offering.
'I can't leave you alone for five minutes Donald!' Christina raved as with a flick of her wand the books restored themselves.
'Sorry.' Donnie felt his face go very red. Christina rolled her eyes before looking up to the giant.
'Hello Hagrid.' The giant beamed down at the aging woman.
'Ello Mrs. Madden. Never knew you'd taken in another.' Hagrid nodded down at Donnie.
'Yes. This is Donald. Not taking another after him, this one drives me up the wall.' As the two adults conversed Donnie looked over at the boy as he pushed his taped up glasses up his nose.
'Yer doin' a good job, tho keep an eye on yer Ethan, lad's poking about the forest 'gain.' Hagrid chuckled. 'Yer not goin' to say 'ello, Arry?' The boy, Harry, smiled sheepishly and held out his hand, which Donnie took.
'Harry Potter.'
'Donnie Black.' Donnie spoke his last name without thinking. Harry didn't react any differently but Donnie saw Hagrid's eyes widen slightly and the man at the register perked his ears slightly. Donnie ignored all of this as Christina and Hagrid began talking about…whatever grown-up's talk about.
'So…are you a first year too?' Donnie asked.
Harry nodded. 'Yes. I never even knew I was a wizard until Hagrid told me.'
'The famous Harry Potter didn't even know he was a wizard. Wow.' Donnie joked and chuckled whilst Harry smiled sheepishly. As the grown-up's talked, they both went off in search of their schoolbooks and more away of what was around corners. As they collected their books, they chatted away casually, from their first acts of Magic to what Hogwarts could be like.
'My brother Ethan says first years get thrown in the lake in the middle of the night. But knowing Ethan he's making it up.' Once all their books were purchased Christina and Hagrid both decided to let the boy's talk as they got their robes together. All the way the two adults eyed the boys wearily.
'Looks jus' like 'im.' Hagrid murmured as he examined the back of Donnie's head.
'Yes. People notice that. I'm worried with how people act around him that he'll go the same way.' Christina sighed.
'Not likely Mrs. Madden. Yer raised the lad right, he ain't goin' down that path no matter who his Da' is.' They let the boys go inside Madame Malkin's alone for their robes.
'Do you know about the four houses?' Donnie asked Harry, who before could respond, they were approached by Madame Malkin herself.
'Hogwarts dearies?' The pair nodded. Right this way, got another young boy being fitted up right now.' She led the boys to the back of the shop where they were told to stand on a set of stools. On another stool was a boy with a pale pointed face and white blonde hair. He had an air about him that suggested he believed himself better than others.
'Hello. Are you both going to Hogwarts too?' He asked in a rather posh voice.
'Yup.' Donnie smiled and Harry nodded with a smile at Donnie.
'My father's next door buying my books and my mother is looking at wands. I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms later. I'll smuggle it into school somehow once Father buys me one. Have either of you got a broom?' He asked, his old eyes scanning them both as if to assess if they could afford a broom. Harry shook his head and looked away.
'I have, but it's my brother Marcus's old one. It's a old Cleansweap and drops sometimes.'
'Oh.' Said the pale-faced boy. 'Do you play Quidditch?' Harry looked puzzled by the term 'Quidditch' but was saved from answering as Donnie spoke.
'Sometimes. Only When Marcus comes around to have a game with Ethan, then I'm only the keeper whilst they play.'
'I play it. Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked for the house team. It's not fair that first years can't join. Do either of you know what house you'll be in?' The boy nearly sneered but just then Madame Malkin had finished their measurements and let them go.
'I suppose I'll see you both at Hogwarts.'
'Yeah. Bye.' Donnie walked quickly to the door and Harry bade the blonde boy goodbye also.
'What does he mean by 'Houses'?' Harry asked Donnie, clearly fazed by his lack of knowledge.
'In Hogwarts's there's four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. He looked like Lucius Malfoy's son so he's likely expected to be in Slytherin. Apparently there's not a witch or wizard who's gone bad that wasn't in Slytherin. Ravenclaw's for the smarts and bookworms. My sister is in Ravenclaw.'
'Are all you family in Ravenclaw?' Harry asked as they made their way up the street through the bustling crowds.
'No, Ethan's in Gryffindor and Marcus was in Hufflepuff. If I get in Slytherin Ethan won't let me live it down. He'd still make fun of me if I was in Hufflepuff but not as much as if I told Marcus then he'd jinx his mouth shut.'
'So who goes in Hufflepuff and Gryffindor?' Harry asked as all this fascinated him.
'Hufflepuff's are said to be seriously loyal and Gryffindor's bravery. I have no idea where I'll go cause I'm none of them.' Harry smiled sympathetically and said how he had no idea where he'd fit in. Taking the subject away from the houses which they both feared the outcome of, Donnie explained how Quidditch was played and the Quidditch league and who's where, going into detail on Marcus joining the Sheffield Shooters and the Tornado's who Donnie supported. All too soon they reached Hagrid and Mrs. Madden. Hagrid was taking Harry for a birthday present and Donnie needed his wand.
'Never knew it was your birthday…so happy birthday!' Donnie exclaimed loudly and Harry laughed with a big grin on his face.
'I'll see you on the train right?' Donnie asked and Harry nodded enthusiastically.
'Defiantly.' They both grinned and walked their separate ways until September the first.
There we go, my first Harry Potter story! I'm actually rather proud on how this chapter has turned out, but now it's up to you! What do YOU guys think? Please take a second to let me know if you liked/disliked it and if you want me to continue/delete and hide away forever. Until next time guys :)