A/N: I own none of the characters, just the plot. A shout out to kstar, kooky-dolphin, and raman, thanks for reviewing my story!
"Exploding snap!" Harry muttered under his breath. The portkey, which was a quill, sprang to life and Harry felt the familiar tug at his navel and landed with a thud in the village of Hogsmeade. Brushing himself off he looked around and saw none other than Albus Dumbledore smiling at him from behind his half moon spectacles.
"Excellent, I see you have made it Harry." Dumbledore said. "If you would follow me you will get the answers to your questions."
Harry followed his headmaster through Hogsmeade and up the slope towards the Shrieking Shack. Dumbledore paused at the door and whispered an indiscernible incantation and the door creaked open. The smell of mildew and stale air greeted the two as they stepped over the threshold into the shack. Shutting the door behind Harry, Dumbledore whispered, "Lumos," and the room suddenly brightened to reveal a vast chamber. Racks of weapons lined the walls and in the far corner Harry thought he could see a few tall bookcases stuffed full of aging books.
Dumbledore conjured up a couple of plump arm chairs and motioned for Harry to sit down in one of them, then seating himself he adjusted his spectacles and began to speak.
"I have no doubt that you are wondering why I have brought you here to the Shrieking Shack and in the middle of your summer holidays," he paused, "I have something rather interesting to tell you about your late mother Lily."
Harry gulped and his thoughts swarmed through his head in confusion.
"But Dumbledore…" Harry started, only to be cut off with a wave of the headmaster's hand.
"Just listen first Harry, then you may ask your questions later," he said with a gentle smile.
"It seems that almost seventeen years ago, your mother fell in love with a wizard named Dimitrius. She met him at a muggle bar one night and they fell in love. James was not aware of the situation at first, but as months went by, he became very suspicious of her unexplained absences at night. James confronted Lily about it, but she just told him they were friends and nothing more. Unsatisfied, James asked Sirus to follow her out one night. When he came back, Sirus was visibly shaken and refused to talk to James. In frustration, he came to me and told the story and asked if I could arrange a meeting with Lily to find out the problem. Being a former Head Girl and a naturally gifted student, Lily was eager to see her old headmaster again. She only had one request, one I found rather strange at the time. She would meet with me only after seven pm that night. As soon as I set eyes on her I knew of her affliction. She had become paler and was skinnier than I had ever seen her. We got a table at the back of the Leaky Cauldron and I asked her how she had been. She barely had begun to talk when she told me she was pregnant with James' child. I was overjoyed at the news, but she began to cry. I finally persuaded her to tell me her story. It seems that this Dinitrius was a half-blood…half-wizard half vampire. She said he had told her the first night they met, but it didn't stop her from loving him. Unfortunately, he had bitten her one night in the heat of the moment, and she feared that her unborn child would suffer the consequences of her actions. She begged me to know if there was anything, a spell, or a potion that would protect her unborn baby, but sadly, no such magic existed. I urged her to tell James, but she said she couldn't. When we parted ways, she said she was happy she told someone, because the guilt had begun to weigh on her heart. I left and immediately dove into a pile of books. My research provided me with some relief, which I immediately relayed to Lily. It seems that half-blood vampires don't come into their powers until they come of age as wizards, so for the time being, I instructed her to carry on like normal and when the time came she would tell her child what had happened. She went to James and told him of her pregnancy, and that seemed to bring him relief and an explanation of her strange behavior. You were born not too long after, and the rest is history. My only regret was that we never got the chance to tell you. Your condition was not very far from my mind in the years that you grew up and came to Hogwarts. I kept a close watch on you waiting for signs that you were turning. And just last week, I came to a couple of realizations. First, it seems that your magical ability has always far exceeded those of your peers. I should have realized it sooner when you showed the ability to escape Lord Voldemort time and time again. And my second realization was that in light of your advancement, your powers would come of age earlier than others. I daresay by your next birthday, you should come of age. Because of this I have decided that you will need to begin training very soon, so you can learn to master your new powers."
Harry gulped; this was a lot of information for him to take in at once. When he had recovered he asked,
"So, what happens now? I mean if I am a vampire and a wizard, how will that work?"
"You will still attend Hogwarts, if that's what you were worried about, but you will also be training here at night and on the weekends. I've contacted some close friends and talked on the matter, and I have made arrangements for a couple of instructors to come train you." Dumbledore said.
"Now Harry, it is very important that you keep your heritage a secret, but knowing you, I can see that you will need some support, so maybe it is best that you also tell Ron and Hermione, but seeing how owls can be easily intercepted, maybe its best to wait and tell them when you go to the Burrow at the end of the month. Until then, you will be coming here everyday to train. You will meet your instructors tomorrow, but for now, you will go back to the Dursley's. I have a feeling that you have a lot of thinking to do."
Dumbledore rose and motioned for Harry to follow him to the door where he produced another portkey, tapped it and told Harry,
"You will use this same portkey everyday to come to Hogsmeade. I expect to see you tomorrow at six am."
And with that Harry felt that familiar tug on his navel and landed back in his room at number four Privet Drive.
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