Title: Confidential Confession: The Entering
Summary: When Voldermort was destroyed Harry and his twin were found at the scene. With Hertz in perfect health and Harry on his deathbed. Assuming that Hertz defeated him, he left Harry in an ally and raised Hertz as his own. This is his first year. Slytherin Harry!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do, however, own the plot of this story and any characters that you cannot identify.
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"I got my letter today," a young boy of eleven stated softly, insecurely, as he moved to stand in front of a tall, dark cloaked figure, whose features were hidden by the dark shadows of random objects scattered around the room. The child stood at about 4"6 and weighed approximately 76 pounds. His hair was a long raven black which was tied back loosely in an elastic rubber band. Emerald green eyes were shining brightly from behind his clear contacts, which only added to it's color and made it glow in an even more innocent, eerie, unrealistic way. His skin was naturally pale and his features were slightly withdrawn. A cotton, snow white, nightshirt hung baggily off his gaunt form, the left sleeve hung down, covering his hand, while the right sleeve was rolled up just past his wrist, allowing him to fully grasp the long piece of parchment which was in his hand. His too long pure white sweatpants were dragging slightly on the hard oak floor. Miraculously, no dirt or dust attached itself to the dragged pant cuffs.
A harsh laugh erupted from the man across from the boy. "Did you now?" At first his voice was filled with obvious sarcasm, that was unless you knew what to look for. The harsh voice was also dripping with loathing, pity and fear. Hate for Dumbledore, pity for the wizarding fools who probably lost there only chance of surviving Voldermort's downfall and fear, for how if 'his' child decided to attend Hogwarts, he would be treated.
"Do you think the fool really wants you to attend for who you are? He wants you to attend because it would be good for publicity. Are you really that interested in going to this school, Harry?" At the end of his ranting, his voice had quieted slightly and the loathing in his voice had disappeared. If a person hadn't heard the early comments, one would merely think of it as an innocent question.
Harry looked up startled at the questions, gently biting his lip. He was nervous. He really wanted to go to Hogwarts to learn real magic, but on the other hand he was afraid of leaving Rey Pasa, his adoptive father. Rey had taken him in when no one wanted him. He had taken him in, not because he wanted a slave or a child, but because he needed a heir. A heir to the Duzzel Vampire Clan. A child had to be raised from infancy, but could not be a direct descendant of the clan. That was where Harry came in. Harry was the perfect option. A young, undeveloped and abandoned wizard. A powerful one at that.
He was the twin of Hertz Potter. The sole savior of the wizarding world. He had single handedly taken out Voldermort, a powerful Dark Lord, using his own magic. No one had ever seen what really happened, but he was found alive, and remotely unscathed with Voldermort's dead body next to him. The only thing the wizarding world didn't know was that Hertz had a twin. A twin who was taken away by Dumbledore and given away to an orphanage in hopes that he would be killed off, leaving Hertz alive and under his complete control. A living pawn in the current war. With Harry out of the way, Albus Dumbledore could have his full attention set on raising Hertz to become a powerful light wizard and hopefully his heir.
Unfortunately for him, Rey was in that part of Surrey when he dropped the child in an abandoned alleyway and recognized him for what he really was. A wizard with the power of four advanced bloodlines at his disposal. It had given both Rey and Harry what they had been looking for. In Harry's case, a father figure, who wasn't hell bent on remaining in hiding, his other child, or the pleasures of his wife. For Rey, no vampire in the Duzzel Clan had ever had a child. He was the first one. Though it was not his by blood, it provided both an excellent light in his life and a heir. A person to love and call his own. A person who would willingly stand in his presence without acting that he were a god. A heir who had been born into the darkness of the world. A heir who would not judge based on first appearance or character, but instead what was really there.
It worked out perfectly, but they had been together for so long. It was almost eleven years that they had been together, father and son. Did Harry really want to give it up for real magical teachings? Could he willingly give up what he had come to know and love?
"I…" Harry started uncertainly, locking eyes with his mentor. Rey could see that he was struggling with decision. He always tended to just follow orders and never voice his opinion, but Rey couldn't just allow that this time. This was too important. Rey nodded softly, indicating for Harry to continue his thought. "I want to go! This could be my only real chance." he nearly yelled, before almost whispering. "I know that they might hate me, but I don't care." As if hearing the unspoken question in both their minds he continued. His voice was careful, searching. "I just don't want to leave you. I don't think that I could."
Rey smiled behind his hood. Yes, his child had become quite attached to him, for obvious reasons, Rey was the only one who treated him as an equal. Not even the other vampires of the Duzzel Clan did that. At least not until he became a real vampire. Personally, Rey didn't want to be separated from the boy either. He had become…attached. The child had wormed it's way into the vampire kings heart, a rare occurrence.
"You don't have to go, only if you want to." Rey said again, looking in hope at his younger charge. "You don't even really need the teachings. You know almost all the curriculum up until the fifth year." Harry had become something to the equivalent of a child prodigy. Once he saw a spell being cast, a werewolf change, or a vampire sire, he would be able to mimic it instantly. The downside was, no one ever would realize his potential, if he did not enter Hogwarts. He would make sure Harry attended, even if he had to go there himself, which he knew would be most likely because without a doubt Harry would give up his chance to learn 'real' magic if it meant that he wouldn't be able to stay with him.
"I guess," the young child muttered softly, adverting his eyes towards the floor in a sign of respect for the older mans decision. 'At least I can stay with Rey,' he though to himself quietly. If he thought too loudly, he knew that the vampires telepathic powers would pick up on it. Harry only briefly had the gift. He was not yet a full vampire, therefore he couldn't fully obtain all the vampires' abilities, merely certain aspects of them. For example, he could only read thoughts that followed, or were followed by, strong emotions such as fear or anger.
"Do you remember Ishtar? My sister?" Rey asked seemingly out of the blue, jostling Harry from his own thoughts. Rey watched as his heir pondered the thought for a few moments before nodding. "Recently she moved her home to a quaint place named 'The Dark Forest'." He watched as the child's eyes light up with curiosity and could practically see the wheels turning in his head. The Dark Forest, as humans called it, was home to many rare (sometimes dark) creatures, who couldn't be kept in the underground. One of its edges rested on the border of the Hogwarts wards.
"Could…Could you maybe…Uh-"
"I can stay there while you attend the school." Rey smiled, watching the happiness fill his young charges face. It was rare to see some one in his position (in the presence of a vampire) being so happy. Rey knew that Harry would know that he was happy, even though his face was being shadowed by one of the many random objects in the room. He would be able to still keep vigil watch over his kin, and visit his younger sister.
A second later Harry had tackled the elder vampire to the floor in a tight hug. "Thank you so much Rey! I already have everything we need, so we won't have to rush and go shopping in a wizard town. I even have a wand!" he announced happily.
Seeing his mentors confused face, Harry rolled up his left sleeve up to his elbows, revealing an eleven inch, willow, wand. "Last time sister Ishtar came to visit, when I turned ten, she thought that I should get prepared for this day. She always said you would make me go." Realizing he was getting off track, he quickly reverted back to his original train of thought. Smiling sheepishly he continued. "Well, she brought me to get all the books and supplies that might be on this years requirement, and a wand at Foaly's Wand Shop. I even have the real list. Here it is!" He finished by showing him the acceptance letter that he had received.
Dear Student,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. All new students shall be required to report to the Chamber of Reception upon arrival, on September 1 of this year.
Please ensure that the utmost attention be made to this years list of supplies required attached herewith. We much look forward to receiving you as part of the new generation of Hogwarts history.
Professor McGonagall
Assistant Headmistress
Order of Merlin 3rd Class
First year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes
2. One plain pointed hat for day wear
3. Two pairs of dragon-hide gloves
And the following set of books:
1. 'The Standard Book of Spells' by Miranda Goshawk
2. 'A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi' by Phyllida Spore
3. 'A History of Magic' by Bathilda Bagshot
4. 'A Magical Theory' by Adalbert Waffling
5. 'A Beginners Guide to Transfiguration' by Emeric Switch
6. 'Magical Drafts and Potions' by Arsenius Jigger
7. 'The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection' by Trimble
8. 'Defense: The Practical Theory' by Remus Lupin
All students must be equipped with:
1. One wand
2. One standard size 2 pewter cauldron
And may bring, if they desire, either an owl, cat, or toad.
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions
Though Rey would never admit it, he was worried. His heir would be going to Hogwarts. He didn't have it in his heart to say no. "You really want this." Harry nodded desperately, his eyes watering slightly. He sighed. "I guess I'll be taking you to the station on the 31st."
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