Damian Drake: The-Boy-Who-Returned

by DZ2

The Robin Factor Response: When he was a boy, Harry Potter vanished from his family's home, believed to be dead. Several years later, the brother to the Girl-Who-Lived makes a very dramatic return, but now, he has become someone else. He has become something else! Dark Superpowerful Harry/Hermione; Alive/Good Lily and James;

1. Lost and Found

Damian Drake: The Boy-Who-Returned

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its associated characters: all rights belong to JK Rowling. I do not own any crossover references used in the story: all rights belong to their original creators. I do own any OC spells explained at the end of a chapter.

Plot: The Robin Factor Response: When he was a boy, Harry Potter vanished from his family's home, believed to be dead. Several years later, the brother to the Girl-Who-Lived makes a very dramatic return, but now, he's become someone else. He's become something else!

Challenge Information: DZ2's 'The Robin Factor' Challenge: Even though Lily and James survive that night in Godric's Hollow, tragedy still strikes the Potters when Harry is kidnapped and seemingly lost: years later, however, the Lost Potter returns, but he's different...VERY different.

Rules: Grey or Dark Harry ONLY

Alive-Lily-and-James

If Harry has a sibling, they MUST be named the Boy/Girl-Who-Lived, but Lily and James CANNOT forget/ignore/neglect Harry

When Harry is kidnapped is up to you, but, ideally, it's when he's still very young

The people who kidnap Harry MUST be part of some secret order of wizards/warriors who wish to turn Harry into a worthy heir/ruler

Harry MUST either return during the Death Eater attack on the World Cup or if/when his name comes out of the Goblet of Fire

Lily and James MUST be beyond happy to see their lost son again, GENUINELY because they still love him and missed him

Harry's sibling - if he has one - MUST want to get to know their brother

As a result of his 'conditioning' under his kidnappers, however, Harry has become cold, ruthless and willing to do whatever it takes to achieve victory/defeat his enemies

As a result of the above, Harry is NOT afraid to kill, but he CAN have feelings of remorse/guilt that he endures in private

Lily and James MUST try and help their son become more-human, while dealing with his kidnappers (whether or not they succeed is up to you)

All pairings are welcome

Guidelines: Crossovers

Super/OP Harry

Dark-Lord Harry

The wizards/warriors who kidnap Harry secretly serve/worship the mantle of the Master of Death and seek to make Harry thus

Canon-HP members are somehow part of the wizards/warriors who kidnapped/raised Harry

As part of his conditioning, Harry takes a new name, thereby denying he is Harry Potter anymore

Harry sees his kidnappers as his new family, even a new Father/Mother

Somehow, the kidnappers ARE related to Lily and/or James

Harry uses Muggle weapons/tools to help deal with his goals

At least once, Harry slits the throat of an enemy in front of his family

Severus becomes a victim of Harry's ruthlessness, with Harry citing that 'the debt is repaid'

Slash

Harems

Harry/Multi

Dumbledore is revealed to actually know about Harry's kidnapping/kidnappers (whether or not he was responsible is up to you)

Realising how big the threat is, Lily and/or James learn to accept Harry's willingness to do what must be done, even kill, to defeat his enemies

Harry forms his own little band of new warriors to join his kidnappers' ranks

Forbidden: Light or Evil Harry

Lily and James dead

Lily and James ignoring/neglecting Harry

Harry immediately returning to the fold after reuniting with his long, lost family

Harry being afraid to kill

Harry and/or his kidnappers siding with Voldemort

Other than that, it's up to you...

Author's Note: So, I imagine people will recognise this idea and there's a good reason for that: it's a rewrite of the old version, which I felt lost itself somewhere along the way, so let's see if this new version can do any better.

And, as always, don't like, don't read.

Dedication: I'd like to dedicate this story to my good friend, ArlyssTolero: a truly talented fanfiction author who, like me, struggles with inspiration and criticisms from people who can't wrap their minds around the whole don't like, don't read thing.

Dedication: Knight Errant by ArlyssTolero, Damaged Raven and Apex by JustBored21, Harry Potter and the Hidden Truth by KingFatMan25, The Rise of the Last Potter by HPfanfictioner66, Harry Potter and the Ashes of Chaos by ACI100, Harry Potter and the Prince of Slytherin by The Sinister Man, Crashing Into Darkness by Sectumus Prince, Kill me if you can by PercyPendragon3, Potters Against the World by Temporal Knight and Harry Potter and the Power of Two by Colt01

Key Pairing: Harry (Damian)/Hermione

Other Pairings: Lily/James; Sirius/Amelia; Neville/Rose (OFC)

Normal Speech

'Thoughts'

/Parseltongue/

Chapter 1: Lost and Found

A miracle.

That was the only way that Lily Potter, formerly Evans, could describe the jaw-dropping, heart-stopping, beyond-impossible sight that was waiting for her and her family on the other side of the glass. Next to her, the redheaded witch could feel her fourteen-year-old daughter, Rosemary – or Rose, as she preferred to be known – Potter sobbing against her Mother's robe while, on Rose's other side, Lord James Charles Potter stared in abject surprise, relief and no small amount of oddly-cold indifference as he too observed the view through the glass.

On the other side, a young man was being observed and assessed by the healers of St Mungo's, his body draped in a medical robe that concealed his nakedness – while, when he'd originally had the robe off, the Potters had been left unable to see it because of how the privacy screens went up, presumably to protect the patient's dignity – while his eyes seemed cold and distant as he stared out of the window from his room.

The figure had short, wild-styled raven-black hair and a surprisingly-tanned, but also narrow facial features, his skin so smooth and defined that, for a moment, Lily found herself comparing the sight of his face to that of an elf from her favourite Muggle trilogy. This thought was only proven more-true by the fact that the boy's eyes, cold as their stare seemed, also seemed to glow with an air of magic that made you take notice.

Curiously, however, one of the first things Lily and James had also noticed was how the young boy had what Lily called heterochromic eyes; one of them was a bright, illuminating shade of emerald-green, while the other was a mystical, but bright shade of mercurial silver, like the boy literally had stars in his eyes…err…eye.

His most-defining feature, however, was the presence of a lightning-bolt-shaped scar that stood out clear and visible, even against his tanned skin, over his right eye – the green one – which was the main reason that both Lily and James had recognised him for who he was.

Harrison Harry James Potter.

A boy whom, for nearly seven years now, had been lost to them.

Even as she watched the Healers finish up their assessments and diagnosis of the boy's condition, Lily felt her heart clench in pain as she found her mind flashing back to the worst night of her life.

DD

Seven Years Ago

It was a time of peace.

A rocky, often-times-challenged peace, but peace nonetheless, and it was all thanks to Rose Lily Potter, or the Girl-Who-Lived, as so many people had called her. This had been her unwanted – and, if anyone bothered to ask her, she'd gladly say it was also annoying – nickname ever since the night that both she and her brother had been attacked in a raid by the Dark Lord Voldemort, only for said Dark Wizard to, mysteriously, meet his end while the Potter Twins had survived, through what means, nobody knew.

The only real remnants of that night were a lightning-bolt scar that adorned Harry's brow while Rose had been left with a strangely-shaped mark of her own that, as Harry had once said, looked like two lightning bolts forming an arrow.

However, as Albus Dumbledore, and the sheep who bleated when he called them to come, had come to believe, the mark was a V-shaped scar, indicating that Rose had been marked by Voldemort himself and, when he was defeated, Rose had become known by her new nom de guerre.

Now, in any other time or place, such newfound fame might have been the cause for the Potters to forsake and ignore their son, while focusing solely on their daughter just because Albus Dumbledore said it was all for the Greater Good.

But this isn't that kind of tale, nor were Lily or James that kind of parents.

Instead, the former Marauder Commander-in-Chief and the Brightest Witch of Her Age spent as much time as they could, not only helping Rose understand why her fame wasn't as good a thing as people claimed, but also doing the best they could to see to it that the twins were treated equally, with the same amount of loving support, care and warmth that any loving parents would show their children.

The rest of the world – well, as far as the shores of Magical Britain, anyway – didn't seem too keen on agreeing with this: almost-weekly, Lily and James had to use their wands, and their tempers – Lily's often being proven and reminded why she was scarier than James when enraged – to get the hero-worshipping bigots and false friends to keep their distance from their children.

Whenever some paparazzi tried snapping a shot of Rose, Lily had her wand out, while James reminded them just who the hell he was, by warning them of the consequences of publishing such candid images.

It got so bad that the words blood and feud had to even be used in warning by James, while Lily would ensure the photos were destroyed.

At the same time, thankfully, the Potters had support in the Ministry and out of it, mostly thanks to the twins' godfather, Sirius Black, and his fiancée, later-wife, Amelia Black, formerly Bones, whom became the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement – DMLE for short – and worked her socks off trying to keep the public going overboard and risking further consequences from the Potters.

On the odd occasion that Lily and/or James allowed such publicity, however, they weren't the only ones who noticed how uncomfortable and even annoyed their fans got whenever they insisted on taking notice of both twins, and not just Rose, or making sure that Harry wasn't pushed to one side, even when the pictures and reports were published.

Unfortunately, not everyone got the message.

And, similarly, not everyone was willing to accept the peace for too long.

A fact that Lily and James both learned when the sixth anniversary of their daughter's unwanted fame came around…

DD

"Did you have fun, sweetie?"

"Yes Mummy," replied Rose, happily skipping between her parents as they walked back along the main road of Godric's Hollow, heading back to the place that had been their home since that ill-fated night, despite the Ministry's insistence to turn the house into a living memorial of tribute to the Girl-Who-Lived; fortunately, James had shot that idea down straight away.

As part of trying to hold onto normality, Rose and Harry had been given a little more freedom and playtime with others in the village, not to mention getting a good, strong education from their Muggle-born Mother, which she promised them would make sure you weren't just relying on magic. One of those lessons involved both honouring the hallowed night known as Samhain – aka Halloween – as well as honouring the Muggle tradition of trick-or-treating. Given the fact that this meant dressing up in costumes and getting candy, the kids were as eager as beavers to participate.

Sadly, on this particular Halloween, Harry had been left bedridden by a nasty virus, where he was tended to by the House Elves, as well as his Uncle Moony, so Lily and James had, at first, offered to cancel the usual candy run.

However, like the good siblings they were, Harry had first argued until he'd thrown up from the exertion that he didn't want to spoil Rose's fun.

Then, Rose, returning the favour to her elder brother – older by seven minutes and seven seconds – had said that she would explain to the kind people of the Hollow that she was also trick-or-treating for her brother. Since it was pretty hard to see one without the other in the village, their neighbours had been more than generous, while Lily promised her brave, kind boy that, once he was better, she'd take the twins out somewhere really special for a reward.

All that had mattered to Harry was that Rosie – as he called her – got to have fun, while Rose only cared that Harry didn't get worse.

Now, as their home came into view again, Rose held up the bag that she'd carried to hold Harry's treats before she smiled, "I just hope Harry's getting better too; maybe these sweets will make him feel better, don't you think so, Daddy?"

"Only one way to…" James began, but before he could finish that sentence, his eyes widened with a mixture of alarm, disbelief and terror when he looked ahead, seeing their home drawing closer.

However, this also meant he could see the hole where the door should be, as well as what looked like signs of magic-on-magic battle and, to his alarm, a fire burning on the grass in front of his home.

A fire that, from the air, was recognised as taking on the shape of the Dark Mark.

"HARRY!" Cried Lily, releasing her daughter's hand as she raced towards the door; James, meanwhile, went from friendly, loving Father-mode to Auror-mode as, lifting Rose into the crook of one arm – and shrinking down hers and Harry's treats so she could hold onto him – the Potter Lord drew his wand with the other hand and ran into the house.

The sight that greeted them left Rose screaming in terror, while the distant sounds of crashes and flashes of spell-fire told James that Lily was upstairs, but that didn't stop James staring, with a cold, distant, thousand-yard stare, at the sight that greeted him in the entrance to his own home.

Death Eaters.

The former – and, as many in the Ministry, the Order and James' circle of friends, alias the Marauders, believably-disbanded – servants of the Dark Lord Voldemort, many of them bleeding out while others had nasty-looking burns on their exposed arms. One of the Death Eaters even seemed to be missing their head, while, as James looked around with a mixture of professional examination and dread, he felt his heart turn to ice.

Something…was…wrong!

"JAMES!"

Hearing his wife's frantic, if not fearful cries, James ran up the stairs, narrowly missing another Death Eater – whom, to James' surprise, actually looked like he'd been mauled by Moony's other self, but that was impossible; the full moon was at least another week away – before he found himself outside the twins' bedroom.

There, James' heart broke and shattered as he found himself staring at the dead body of Remus Lupin, a silver knife having been plunged through his heart while his eyes were wide and lifeless, suggesting the Killing Curse. Next to him, James saw Sirius Black, or rather, his Animagus form, pining and growling as he nuzzled his fallen friend's body, trying and failing to get so much as a whisper, or a flicker, of response out of Remus.

"Uncle Padfoot?" asked Rose, earning a sudden jerk from Sirius as his head snapped up; seconds later, a haggard, somewhat-bloodstained young man had Rose removed from James and held by him, holding Rose very close against his side as he seemed to try and stop her looking at what had happened here.

James, however, was looking not at his fallen friend, or his protective brother-in-all-but-blood.

Instead, his eyes were on the remains of the bed where Lily was kneeling, her hands trembling feverishly as she held onto a Gryffindor-red blanket that had been decorated with lightning bolts and a small, barely-horned buck, which had the initials HJP stitched into its furry body.

James knew that blanket; it was one of Harry and Rose's most-prized possessions, mostly because of how it was the same blanket that they'd been wrapped up in when Voldemort had attacked six years before.

If you turned it over, you'd find a doe with RLP stitched onto her body, but that didn't matter to James right now.

All that mattered was one thing. "Where's Harry?"

"We don't know," said Sirius, earning a horrified gasp from Rose, while James quickly moved to console Lily, even as Sirius continued, "Moony had gotten a call out to me to come and help cheer Harry up before…before they appeared; we…we don't even know how they got in, Prongs. Not since you and Lily changed the wards after he attacked; the only thing we knew was their obsession. I'd just taken care of one downstairs…"

"I saw…" said James, a part of him not too surprised that his old friend was the one responsible for the headless attacker.

The Blacks always did have a penchant for destructive curses, and Sirius, despite being something of a Black Sheep as a boy, was no exception; even less-so now he was the head of the Family and a husband, a godfather and a Father-to-be.

"Yeah, well…as I said, I'd just made one of them lose their heads for coming here and that's when I saw the flash and heard Remus scream…by the time I got up here and took out the other one on the stairs, however…Harry was…was…"

"Kidnapped."

James didn't even bother acknowledging formality or politeness; as soon as he heard a dread-infused voice, he spun around and punched the speaker square in his crooked nose, causing it to break again, while James snarled furiously at the newcomer.

"What the fuck do you want now, you manipulative old bastard?"

As Albus Dumbledore recoiled from the physical – and, he didn't hesitate to add, Muggle – style assault, he groaned and grimaced as he looked up to the furious glare of James Potter.

"I…I warned you, my boy; they would not let it go…"

DD

He didn't know it at the time, mostly because of how well James Potter – as leader of the Marauders – had learned and taught himself to be innocent and seemingly-civil, while waiting to strike hard and fast at his enemies, but Albus Dumbledore lost all respect from the Potters that day.

That was also the last time James called Albus' old crew his allies, save for a very small number – meaning Sirius, as well as Frank and Alice Longbottom, both of whom had been huge helps following Harry's disappearance, and whose son, Neville, became Rose's best friend and closest confidant as they grew older – as, instead, he poured most of his time into his career as an Auror, pausing only to be a loving, supportive Father, husband and friend to those who earned that right.

He was also named godfather to Sirius and Amelia's son, Romulus Remus Black – born just a month after that dark day, and whose names were in honour of Remus himself – while, as time went by, James tried – and, sadly, failed – to track down any signs, or even a whisper of his lost son.

It got worse when, nearly a whole year after that dark day, word apparently reached the wrong ears that Harry Potter was dead and this, in many people's eyes, left the Potters more exposed than ever, especially Rose, whom was approached by families left, right and centre for betrothals and convincing arguments about why she should let their son be her Lord.

Fortunately, Lily Potter wasn't known as the brightest witch of her age for nothing, nor was James the soon-recognised Vice-Director and Captain of the Aurors for nothing either.

Deciding she'd had enough of the hyenas and vultures circling her because her brother was no longer there to inherit, Rose took it upon herself to get her Father and honorary Uncle Frank to sit down with her and Neville and discuss protecting all their assets. Neville, whom, by this time, was her best friend and the closest thing she probably had to a trusted and loving friend, if not pseudo-sibling, also agreed to go through with this, with the condition that, if either of them found love in other places when they were teenagers, the contract would be annulled and neither party would hold it against the other.

Fortunately, the feelings of the two friends only grew stronger as betrothed partners-in-life and as allies against the never-ending sea of disgust, bigotry and pathetic ideas that many of the Magical World's so-called pure-blood elite tried to force down their throats.

When the time came for them to go to Hogwarts, Neville and Rose became even closer, if only because of how it became them against the world thanks to the hype of Rose being the Girl-Who-Lived.

Fortunately, Rose wasn't as alone as the hyenas would have liked, mostly thanks to her Mother, Lily, becoming Charms Mistress and Head of Gryffindor House – while Professor Flitwick moved on to join Rose's Father, James, as a Duelling Instructor, James also taking up the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, much to a certain someone's discomfort, especially when James did not become another victim of the so-called curse on the post.

For three years, Rose fought against the raging tides, while she also fought her own body's natural growth and having to make a name for herself, but, all the while, she kept an ear out for any word on her brother, or her Father's contacts investigating any possible rumours that, as a wise man once said, rumours of Harry's death had been greatly exaggerated.

And, for three years…nothing…

Nothing…

Until the night of the Quidditch World Cup's Death Eater attack…

Until the moment where Rose, in a fit of panic and adrenaline-overdosing, found herself on the wrong end of one of the cowards' wands.

And a certain boy with heterochromic-coloured eyes, wild, raven-black hair and a lightning-bolt scar literally leapt back into her life.

Mostly by taking a curse intended for her…

DD

Present Day

"It's him…he…he's really here…"

"Yes," said James, having watched with the same thick, almost-pregnant silence as the Healers finished their examinations, while he also took his wife's hand and put his other arm around his daughter's shoulders as he explained, "I don't know how…I don't know what could have done it, but yes, Lily-flower; he's really here."

"He saved my life," said Rose, remembering how Harry had seemed to jump in, out of nowhere, taking the brunt of a curse that left him bleeding out all over the floor before her Mother and Father had found them.

She remembered the look of abject horror on her parents' faces when they recognised the boy for who he once was, but not before James had gone into what Rose called Auror-mode and taken them to St Mungo's, using his authority as Amelia's second-in-command to put a full media lockdown and all other forms of minimal contact around his not-so-lost son's care.

Even Sirius wasn't allowed to be there, thanks to James' ruling, but, while the Healers had been working, James had sent a message to his oldest of friends, telling him that he'd explain everything once the coast was clear.

More-importantly, the reason for James' constant vigilance – as his mentor would have yelled – was because he wanted to keep a certain someone out of the picture, if only until James could see that everything was going to be all right.

Then, Albus-Proclaimer-of-the-Wellspring-of-Bullshit-Dumbledore would have some serious explaining to do.

DD

"Lord Potter?"

Looking up from his musings and his vows of justice for the truth, James saw Healer Joseph Wilson – the Healer assigned to Harry's case – step out of the observation/treatment room that Harry had been given, his face grave, but also edged by an air of mystery that James took note of instantly, even as he addressed the kindly gentleman.

"How is he?"

"Physically, he's very healthy," explained Healer Wilson, running a hand through a head of receding silvery-black hair as he continued, "His physical strength is surprisingly-enhanced for a boy so young, while he also seems to be fully-cognisant and capable of understanding what's being asked of him and told to him."

Lily felt relief surge into her heart as she heard the diagnosis.

James, on the other hand, frowned suddenly as he asked, "But?"

"However," said Wilson, earning a worried look from Rose, while the Healer gulped hard, before clearing his throat as he continued, "His body is also pockmarked with scars, some of which look old while there are one or two that seem only weeks old. At a guess, I'd say around 30% of his body is covered in scar tissue, while he also seems to have a very hard grip, almost as though he doesn't trust anyone or anything to try and attack him, even if something as simple as a quill was put into his hand."

"Merlin's beard!" gasped Lily.

"Then there's his mental conditioning," continued Wilson, earning a dark look from James.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, for example, when I identified him as Mr Potter, he actually glared at me, almost as though he hated that name, and, when I asked him what was wrong, he told me that I was wrong to call him that. And his voice…Captain, I swear to you: that boy shows a coldness and a maturity in him that no young man should possess. He's like a cross between an agitated rattlesnake and a venomous scorpion with its tail raised to strike."

"What…what did he ask you to call him?" asked James, earning a soft gulp from Wilson before he answered.

"Damian. Damian Drake."

"Drake?" asked Lily, frowning in curiosity as she mused, "I've heard that name before, but I can't remember where."

"Well, that's not the only strange thing, Lady Potter," said Wilson, rubbing the back of his neck as he said it.

Again, James frowned curiously, "What else is there?"

"Well…" repeated Wilson, clearing his throat several times before he explained, "According to…to my scans…and…and you must understand, Lord Potter, I checked them seven times over, using the same diagnoses charms and confirmation methods…"

"What is it?" asked Rose.

Again, Wilson seemed nervous, if not confused, as he looked up to the Potters before he answered them.

"According to my scans, that young man in there…the young man calling himself Damian Drake is…he's seventeen years old!"

So, the first Chapter of my redo and...blimey: talk about a shock to the system: Harry Potter has returned, but he now calls himself Damian Drake, but why?

Also, was it just sheer dumb luck that he appeared/returned just in time to save his sister and, if not, how can he be seventeen?

Keep Reading to Find Out

Next Chapter: A sleeping dragon has been tickled, but it's not quite awake...yet! Also, the Potters discover what's become of the boy formerly known as Harry;

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AN: Portrayals

James Potter: Henry Cavil

Lily Potter: Laura Benanti

Rose Potter: Willow Shields

Healer Wilson: Tom Welling

Amelia Black: Marion Cotillard