Hi guys this is chapter 2. Ok i have to say this i have primison from SheWolfe7 to use the idea so dont get on my case. There are a few things in this chapter that are strange so if you need me to clear up any of them just review k.
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Chapter 2
The Most Noble House of Black
Location: London, England
Sunday July 2nd, 2000
Dream
They were closing in. All Harry could hear were the spells being fired. He could feel the heat as Gear took him down. His body burned. His screams filled the air as the spells slowed down. He felt as the sword slid out his skin. He heard everyone yelling for Anna.
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Pain, it ripped through his body as he lay curled into a ball. It hurt like nothing ever had before. Not the Cruciatus Curse, not being impaled by his friend's sword, not falling into a pit of spikes, not even being engulfed in flames hurt as bad. The pain suddenly stopped and he lay panting on his bed and one thought passed through his mind before he passed out. 'Happy Birthday to me.'
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Smoke danced on the wind as Harry took a deep drag of his cigarette. The glow lit his face as he stared out over the turret he was leaning against. Lighting flashed as a storm rolled over the school. Many thoughts chased their way into his mind only to be chased out by another.
He stubbed out the cigarette on the stone wall with a sigh. He was in denial thou he knew that the magic would not have lied. His grandmother Charity Wright-Evans had an affair. According to the spell he was the only heir to the dark.
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Harry tipped the bottle back. The scotch burned slightly as he it went down but he didn't care. The burn took away some of the pain in his heart. His thoughts kept straying to that graveyard were Cedric had died. Cedric. He lifted the bottle again and tried to drown his sorrow.
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Harry picked up the dagger that lay at his side. He smiled at it with a manic glint in his eyes. He brought the blade to his wrist and drew a deep line across the smooth skin. Harry sighed as the dark blood poured down his pale wrist.
"Harry!" The shout came from his door and the boy dropped the blade. Gear ran into the room and in a second pulled Harry into a chair. The green eyes where dark and Danny could tell that he was trapped in his own mind. "Harry, come on. Damn it Harry."
End Dream
Harry sat up in bed. A thin layer of sweat covered his skin and his breathing was slightly erratic. He ran a hand through his two-tone hair and sighed heavily. He slowly sunk back on his bed and tried to sort out the different parts of his dream.
They were memories from the last two years. Many where not his best moments and some just made his skin crawl. He glanced at his clock and groaned. It was time to get up and go through his workout. Being at Grimmauld Place meant that he no longer had the space and equipment needed to complete some of his exercises but he was sure he could improvise.
Still in his boxers he got out of bed and started by stretching his muscles so that they wouldn't be ripped. He then did crunches, sit ups, push ups, and pull ups using the door frame to his bathroom. When he glanced at the clock again it stated happily that it was 6 a.m.
Harry quickly dressed in his leather training cloths and grabbed his sword. He headed downstairs and wasn't surprised to find that he was the only one awake. He made his way to where Sirius had said the kitchen was and opened the door.
"Well this is a little disappointing." Harry mumbled as he inspected the room. It was large by muggle standards and filled with muggle equipment but did not compare to the high tech gourmet kitchen he was use to.
He quickly set about making breakfast as he had for 2 years. The meal was large but well balanced as well. He was just putting everything on the table when the other occupants of the house came bustling into the room. Molly headed towards the stove before she saw the feast laid out on the table.
"Bonus mane." Harry said as he seated himself at the table and waited for everyone else to join him. When they were all seated he waved his hand and began to set food on his plate. Harry smiled, he loved breakfast. Eggs, waffles, bacon, sausage, grapefruit, orange juice, milk, and a fruit yogurt that really gave a bust of energy littered the table.
Everyone tucked in and soon all of the delicious food was gone. Everyone complemented Harry on the food and he was just standing up to go out side when Molly stopped him.
"Harry dear this came while you were asleep last night." Molly said as she pointed to a large box on the counter. Harry let a soft smile creep across his face as he walked towards it.
"Good, I was wondering when Anna would send them." Harry said as he opened it with a wave of his wand. He pulled out a beautiful crystal goblet and set it on the counter. He pulled out three vials and a glass jar filled with a crimson liquid. He paid no attention to the others in the room as he poured some of each vial into the glass. He tipped a good ½ cup of the red liquid into it and swirled it slowly.
He sat back down and turned to look at the other occupants of the room. The Weasely's and Hermione sat across from him well Sirius and Remus rested next to him. Snape who was also residing in the house at the time leaned against the counter his eyes fixed on the glass in Harry's hand. Harry lifted the glass to his lips and let the fluid enter his mouth.
"Esculentus." Harry sighed as he let the warm liquid flow down his throat. A soft moan left him as the liquor like drink started to circulate.
"What the bloody hell is that 'Arry?" Ron asked as he watched the black haired teen. Harry cracked open an eye and lifted one eyebrow before answering.
"Terrigenus cruor." He said as if it was the obvious answer. That got different reactions from everyone in the room. Sirius, Remus, and the older Weasleys coughed and in some instances choked on their drink. Severus gave a soft chuckle, Hermione paled drastically and Ron just stared at him even more confused.
"And is that like a kind of liquor or something?" Ron asked as he scratched his head in what Harry decided was a rather ape like manner. Harry gave a soft snort before lifting the goblet to his lips again.
"To Mister Potter and myself it is." Snape said as he to took a goblet of the substance. "Terrigenus cruor, means human blood."
"What, you have to be kidding me." Ron shouted. He stood up and backed away from the table. His blue eyes wide in disbelief as he shook his head slowly. "You are a bloody vampire!"
"No Ron, I am not vampire." Harry said with a soft smirk on his face. "I only have one of the 'vampire versus'. A true vampire has two. One is transferred by their saliva, the other is transmitted by their blood. I was not bitten so I do not have the virus that causes the thirst. I share blood with a vampire; which means I have the virus that cause the body to need blood. As I do not have the thirst I can survive without blood, but it is easier for my body to digest. I am what is called a sitis minor or thristless."
"I dear say Mister Potter, that is one of the best description of what we are that I have heard in a long time." Snape said as he tipped his glass to the boy. Harry mimicked the gesture and tipped the rest of the glass back. He set the glass back down and stood. With a mock bow and smirk to everyone, he left the room.
Riddle Mansion
Location: Shropshire, England
July 2nd, 2000
Tom sighed, he had just gone through another meeting where his death eaters had been even more moronic then usual. Well he couldn't really say that, his elite had been silent angels if anyone could be called that. He was tired; it was getting harder to lead the people as he once had.
When he had been younger, he had ruled with an iron fist but than Charity had always been by his side. Now she was gone and he was close to 75 years old. He sighed, there was only one thing to do he need an heir.
The Most Noble House of Black
Location: London, England
Sunday July 2nd, 2000
Harry stretched out on his bed watching shadows play over the ceiling. He was tired, he had spent all day shopping for new cloths and other equipment that he would need, only to come home and have to listen to Dumbledore blather on about the upcoming war. Now as the day came to a final note he was thinking about the past.
He sat up and removed the silver cuff on his wrist. A pale scar marred the flesh. He gently traced the wound with a tanned finger. Harry sighed picked up the glass of crimson blood on his table and down it. With the buzz the sweet liquor caused him, he thought back.
Flashback
"You bloody fool of a mortal." Danny said as he put pressure on the gaping wound. He looked into the blank eyes he had grown so accustomed of seeing filled with the fire of battle and shuddered. "Brendan get your sorry self in here."
"What is it oh dearest brother o' mine?" Another teen asked as he walked into the room. His auburn hair was tied back and his violet eyes widened as the caught site of his twin and one of his best friends. "Dear immortal, Why?"
"I don't know Steel but if we don't do sometin soon we're going to loose him." Danny hissed as he pulled a wine glass from the table to their right. He quickly bit his wrist, filled the goblet about ¼ of the way full, and passed it to his brother.
Harry watched in a detached sort of fascination as Brendan repeated the steps. Steel handed the glass to his brother and set to work closing the wound that lay before him.
"Sin, can you hear me baby?" Danny asked as he pressed a cold rag to Harry's cheek. Harry turned his head slightly and looked into his lover's eyes. "Baby, we have to give you something to keep you alive but it has some side effects. It will cause you to be a sort of vampire like us but you will not have the thirst. Do you understand Baby?"
Harry nodded his head; he had never wanted to die but it would happen if he did not drink. Danny pressed the glass to Harry's pale lips and watched as the crimson liquid stained them. Harry would before ever cursed but at least he'd be alive.
End Flashback
Harry sighed as the memory ended. It had happened the day after he and the twins had first made love. He had felt guilty because in his mind he had betrayed Cedric. Now a year and half later, he sat thanking the immortals for his two lovers. If they had not been there he would have died and thou he was cursed to be a sitis minor he couldn't be happier. His plans were falling into place and soon he would take his place by his grandfather and they would rule the wizarding world together as it always should have been.
With an evil smile he reclasped the gantlet and lay down. He once again watched the night's angels play across his ceiling and drifted into a deep but watchful slumber.
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K i have to words to define so um hope you liked it please review. and tell me if i should post my other HP storys for you all to read.
Bonus mane - Good Morning
Esculentus - Delicious
Terrigenus cruor - Human Blood
sitis minor - thristless
If you have any ?'s please let me know ok see ya.
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