A/N: This chapter basically explains how Harry is Voldies kid and what type
of training he does.
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Sophie W.
Slyth Girl
MercS
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Kelli
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Son of Darkness 2
Daemon yawned and sat up in his bed. He glanced around the room and grinned evilly noticing that a few people were still asleep. They'll get punished for that. The room that Daemon slept in was home to five others. Max, Brian, Kent, Seth and Joey. Daemon luckily got the bottom bunk in the dark, damp room.
He stretched, grabbed his training clothes and headed for the door. He braced himself as he stepped out. Immediately he felt the pain of Crucio and once he fought it off, he continued to the end of the stone hall where the bathrooms were.
He quickly changed into the special robes. Long and black with an open front so they could easily grab their wands, daggers, swords and dark magic objects that were tucked in the belt. Under he wore a tight black shirt and black leather pants with black, buckle boots.
The door of the room swung open again, "So you're finally up? Took you long enough." The other boys had finally gotten up. Seth stuck his tongue out at Daemon.
"Yeah, but you don't have to worry about waking up late Daemon. The master favours you majorly." Daemon sneered.
"Yeah, so he works me a lot harder. Why do you think I'm the only one that trains by myself? I get pushed harder than you do." Brian snorted they was thrown against the wall by an invisible force. Daemon stood up walked over to him with a much to calm face. "You better watch it Brian." Daemon turned and strode out the door.
Brian collapsed on the floor and breathed a sigh of relief as the other boys shot him a look of pity. Daemon was one of the toughest Death Serpents and one of the strongest. Everyone knew that he had a lot of power and was not afraid to use with his short temper. Most people stayed away from him. Even the fully-grown Death Eaters kept out of his way.
Daemon stalked down the corridor to the main hall as his mark on the back of his neck burned. All Death Serpents had a mark burned on them, like the dark mark, in the shape of a snake curled around a sword. As he entered the chamber he walked to the front and kneeled in front of Voldemort.
Over the last two years after Voldemort got his body back, things were going his way. He now had control over most of England and even some of North America. He now had thousands of Death Eaters that never disobey along with 68 Death Serpents.
"Ah, Daemon. Right on time, as always. Are you ready for today's training?" The Dark Lord hissed.
"Yes, my Lord."
"Good. Go to the Velent Room. You'll practise your vampire magic today."
"Yes, Master." He stood and started to leave.
"Oh, and Daemon. After you have your dinner tonight I want to see you in my room." Daemon gulped. That couldn't mean anything good.
"Yes, Master."
Daemon knew that the reason that he was favoured and trained differently from the rest was because he was the master's only heir. The Dark Lord had told him his past. How he was the product of Voldemort and a powerful female vampire. How he had been captured and raised by Aurors.
Daemon never doubted his father because his father always pushed him to be the best. If someone else did better at a certain spell then him, the master would work Daemon on that single spell for at least a day, and sometimes even a week.
Daemon was now able to sword fight, fight with a dagger, do mostly all light and dark spells, and perform vampire magic. He still wasn't that good at vampire magic though, so that's why Voldemort was pushing him to do that more and more.
He went through his day of training just the same as normal and before Daemon knew it, it was dinner. He ate his chicken and corn nervously. And even his bunkmates noticed and they got on edge too. Usually when Daemon was nervous or afraid, things were probably bad.
He finally finished his slow supper and stood up from the table in the damp room. Daemon walked down the low-lit corridor to the master's chambers. Everyone had been there at least once and no one ever wanted to. He knocked on the door, forcefully but respectively.
"Come in Daemon!" he heard growl from inside and he slowly opened the door, expecting to get a Cruticus full force. But there was nothing. "Come here Daemon." He slowly walked over to where the Dark Lord was standing in front of what looked like a mirror. "Tomorrow is your birthday is it not?"
"Yes Master." He replied
"And do you know what will happen to you on your birthday? It's your 17th." Daemon hesitated. But luckily his master didn't expect him to answer. "Since you are half vampire Daemon, you will go through your changes tonight at midnight. The closest midnight before your birth date."
"What change my Lord?" Voldemort turned to look at Daemon with his red eyes.
"You will gain all your vampire abilities such as speed, agility, and strength. You will have no more trouble doing any of your vampire magic spells and your body and looks will change. I brought you here so that I could see first hand what will happen..
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TBC.
Hope you liked this chapter. It didn't have much of the actual story though. Just some background info. Next chapter: Daemon/Harry changes and more about what is going on at Hogwarts.
Please review!!
*~*I won't be updating for a while after this since I will be gone for a week or more. None of my stories will be updated.*~*
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Thanks for Reviewing! I'll try to get the chapters up as soon as possible but I have a few other stories still in progress!
Sophie W.
Slyth Girl
MercS
kat
Kelli
~*~*~*~*~
Son of Darkness 2
Daemon yawned and sat up in his bed. He glanced around the room and grinned evilly noticing that a few people were still asleep. They'll get punished for that. The room that Daemon slept in was home to five others. Max, Brian, Kent, Seth and Joey. Daemon luckily got the bottom bunk in the dark, damp room.
He stretched, grabbed his training clothes and headed for the door. He braced himself as he stepped out. Immediately he felt the pain of Crucio and once he fought it off, he continued to the end of the stone hall where the bathrooms were.
He quickly changed into the special robes. Long and black with an open front so they could easily grab their wands, daggers, swords and dark magic objects that were tucked in the belt. Under he wore a tight black shirt and black leather pants with black, buckle boots.
The door of the room swung open again, "So you're finally up? Took you long enough." The other boys had finally gotten up. Seth stuck his tongue out at Daemon.
"Yeah, but you don't have to worry about waking up late Daemon. The master favours you majorly." Daemon sneered.
"Yeah, so he works me a lot harder. Why do you think I'm the only one that trains by myself? I get pushed harder than you do." Brian snorted they was thrown against the wall by an invisible force. Daemon stood up walked over to him with a much to calm face. "You better watch it Brian." Daemon turned and strode out the door.
Brian collapsed on the floor and breathed a sigh of relief as the other boys shot him a look of pity. Daemon was one of the toughest Death Serpents and one of the strongest. Everyone knew that he had a lot of power and was not afraid to use with his short temper. Most people stayed away from him. Even the fully-grown Death Eaters kept out of his way.
Daemon stalked down the corridor to the main hall as his mark on the back of his neck burned. All Death Serpents had a mark burned on them, like the dark mark, in the shape of a snake curled around a sword. As he entered the chamber he walked to the front and kneeled in front of Voldemort.
Over the last two years after Voldemort got his body back, things were going his way. He now had control over most of England and even some of North America. He now had thousands of Death Eaters that never disobey along with 68 Death Serpents.
"Ah, Daemon. Right on time, as always. Are you ready for today's training?" The Dark Lord hissed.
"Yes, my Lord."
"Good. Go to the Velent Room. You'll practise your vampire magic today."
"Yes, Master." He stood and started to leave.
"Oh, and Daemon. After you have your dinner tonight I want to see you in my room." Daemon gulped. That couldn't mean anything good.
"Yes, Master."
Daemon knew that the reason that he was favoured and trained differently from the rest was because he was the master's only heir. The Dark Lord had told him his past. How he was the product of Voldemort and a powerful female vampire. How he had been captured and raised by Aurors.
Daemon never doubted his father because his father always pushed him to be the best. If someone else did better at a certain spell then him, the master would work Daemon on that single spell for at least a day, and sometimes even a week.
Daemon was now able to sword fight, fight with a dagger, do mostly all light and dark spells, and perform vampire magic. He still wasn't that good at vampire magic though, so that's why Voldemort was pushing him to do that more and more.
He went through his day of training just the same as normal and before Daemon knew it, it was dinner. He ate his chicken and corn nervously. And even his bunkmates noticed and they got on edge too. Usually when Daemon was nervous or afraid, things were probably bad.
He finally finished his slow supper and stood up from the table in the damp room. Daemon walked down the low-lit corridor to the master's chambers. Everyone had been there at least once and no one ever wanted to. He knocked on the door, forcefully but respectively.
"Come in Daemon!" he heard growl from inside and he slowly opened the door, expecting to get a Cruticus full force. But there was nothing. "Come here Daemon." He slowly walked over to where the Dark Lord was standing in front of what looked like a mirror. "Tomorrow is your birthday is it not?"
"Yes Master." He replied
"And do you know what will happen to you on your birthday? It's your 17th." Daemon hesitated. But luckily his master didn't expect him to answer. "Since you are half vampire Daemon, you will go through your changes tonight at midnight. The closest midnight before your birth date."
"What change my Lord?" Voldemort turned to look at Daemon with his red eyes.
"You will gain all your vampire abilities such as speed, agility, and strength. You will have no more trouble doing any of your vampire magic spells and your body and looks will change. I brought you here so that I could see first hand what will happen..
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TBC.
Hope you liked this chapter. It didn't have much of the actual story though. Just some background info. Next chapter: Daemon/Harry changes and more about what is going on at Hogwarts.
Please review!!
*~*I won't be updating for a while after this since I will be gone for a week or more. None of my stories will be updated.*~*